What its not about is public dislay of affection or what can more accutately be called publicly desperate adults.Its about my new cell phone,the HTC touch2. Its quite dramatic event that brought ths little cute thing into my life.
**Flashback** A fortnight ago on a hot like hell SUnday evening I was watching the IPL match between KXIP and CSK. The match was nailbitting close and it ran into super over. Later When I was in deep sleep anddreaming about hitting sixes, sending ball after ball out of stadium, burgler broke into my house and stole my cell phone and wallet. I am yet to come to terms with the fact that some one can steel something from beneath my pillow. My boss aptly asked if I was wearing any clothes when I woke up!!**end of flashback**
Alright,I had bought that phone when crickt was still a sport not entertainment and himesh reshamiya was still music composer, good one at thatI belive that the crime master Gogo didn't see the phone properly due to dark, he will barely get few hundreds and blanc stares if he goes selling it.
But the fact is I liked that cell very much, it had so many details which were usefull only to me.I am kind of guy who doesn't like to change his things often.I dont like changing my things(watch, wallet etc) for drop of a hat or clothes either!!
Well now I like my new phone.I touch and it gives that hey-honey-what-can-i-do-4u look. Its good touch sensitive, good cam and fairly good sound performance. Due to huge memory it supports i can easily store few movies.
On a completely unrelated note, I find this thing stupid that on Sony Pix and HBO they censor the cuss words in subtitles while they play that out loud. They seem to be so sure that here in India ppl are deffinately reading the subtitles to understand what they are saying in Movie.
With 'behne de mujhe' from ravan on real player, Iam winding up. Dukan bund, shutter down.
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