Cell down the drain :P

Okkkkk this was something I had actually written for a website as a 'fictional piece'...but this is something which actually happened :( Well just felt like posting it here...so here it goes :)
“Once upon a time….” (or so my Dad began) my cousin’s baby fell into the toilet.. (umm I guess ‘loo’ would be more sophisticated!!) I was like YUCK!!!! How the hell could he even think of putting his hand into the s***…urghhhhhhh but today I can share his sentiment, having gone through the same ‘ordeal’ and ‘trauma’ of losing my baby too!!” said I with wide ‘innocent’ eyes….


Fast Forward 4 Months
Date: 5 Sept’08
Time: 6:47:43( to be exact add about 14.2 milli seconds)

It was my first Teachers Day in Junior college…. I remember we all had had a rocking time giving a party to our teachers. Trotting back home I talked to my fav teacher from school. So far so good .The day so far had been picture perfect...friends, party(well not exactly) and food! I did not realize….this was infact the lull before the storm…and as expected then came the big bang…The black Friday of my life
As the story goes…I went to ‘meet’ Dad in his Laboratory in the hope of hitching a ride home …( who’ll walk all the way home when Daddy’s little girl can twiddle him on her thumb?? :P)( What an IDEA sir ji!) I sat chatting away with Daddy dearest when nature called. I rushed to the bathroom to save myself from any (future) embarrassment (read: wetting my pants!!) In my hurry I forgot all about my little baby( lets call it Moby..as in Moby dick!) . And within a few (now blurry) moments…Lo and Behold….Moby fell into the pot!!

SPLASH!!! (glug glug glug…some special effects boss!!)
There goes my baby down the drain…well actually down the pot….

Without thinking twice I plunged my hand into ughh the yucky murky water…I started fumbling in my state of nervous hysteria!! It was my first baby after all!! I screamed,

DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!! Come Hereeee!!!

( while still in the toilet putting in my best ‘efforts’ to save Moby who could’ve very well died of myocardial ischemia i.e. death due to drowning, if I would not have acted lifeguard at that moment.)

The toilet roll began to roll away merrily as I used it as if I’d got it ‘Land of Loos’ to wipe my baby clean…
Dad came rushing thinking it was I who fell in the pot( believe me I’ve done lots of weird stuff). With a grim face Dad asked me to ‘undress’ Moby ,remove his ‘brains’ and stop giving him food and using him to help me in my work…

Hey WHAT are you thinking of you ‘corrupt’ creature??

Wondering who or WHAT in the world is Moby??…want to know my baby’s real name??? Well it’s Nokia 6233..unique isn’t it??? It was my first CELL PHONE…my first love!

So what Dad actually meant was that I should remove the plastic covering, the memory card of my cell phone and avoid using it as far as possible.

Well ever since that day my Moby has been in ‘Coma’. Immediately after snatching him from the ‘jaws of death’ he was wheeled in the operation theatre. He is now under the care of a renowned specialist. I have been constantly making rounds of various ‘hospitals’ with no success…..Boy do I feel the pinch now!!!

Current Status : Moby has been shifted from the ICU in Nokia Priority to the General Ward… battling for his vision ( the display’s gone bust) tooth and nail. Moby is still critical and ‘doctors say that he’ll be crippled all his life!! WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN TO ME??? Please pray to God for my Moby as you know that prayers work wonders! Miss ya baby!!!