Some thoughts over the landphone....

Its been a long time,
Since I had talked over it,
To my dear friends,
Who were a "local call" away.

Coming from school,
I would dial a number,
The number of my classmate,
Who sat next to me,
With whom I would spend,
Six hours at school!
Enough was the time to have,
Exchanged news,
But still, the lanphone;
It would mesmerise me.

Many a talks exchanged
Over the phone,
I don't even remember them all.
It was the same when I was
In high school & higher secondary.
But the friends were different.

Call I would, my dearest "Kushan",
"Champika's" praano,
In our class room Ramayana,
Formed in 9th!
I would phone her, or,
She would call me and ask in mock voice,
Whether it was the right number.

Gossips, news and every bit of information,
Though trifles would be exchanged.
And the curly chord of that phone,
Would be stretched,compressed,
Curled and unwound;
Brothers or sisters of friends,
Would mark their presence,
By simply pressing,
The tone mode button, or,
The number buttons (if already in tone mode).
Always the position and other doings,
Of the "other one" would be told.
And a picture of what it would be like,
Would spring into the mind...


Another call would cut across,
Our talks sometimes.
"What these girls have got to talk!"
The granny on the 'cuttin' line would wonder..
And the menu for the lunch could be heard...
How many of our talks would have been listened!

Long time it has been,
Since I've used it the way in the past.
Now the landline serves as a "netone" for me.
For "cellone" has taken all the glory,
With no contacts for old friends,
And "sms" and "miss calls" for,
"Contactable" ones.

But still landphone is a boon,
For the sweet memories it bear...
It connects people with a simple key board
And reciever+mouthpiece set...
Doesn't "cast off" call as,
"Attendable" and "non attendable".
(For the basic form doesn't display numbers.)
And no room for "very big secrets",
To be guarded off from others
Around you.
(For mobile give the facility of moving
Away from others when u need secrecy! :))
(Oh come on! Landphone has to be picked up,
To know the identity of the caller.
But mobile dicsplays it!)
Its something common to all in the family... :)


My dear landphone,
All I've to tell u is that,
I miss you and my friends,
With whom I used to talk over u... :)