Live Long Dear Cellphone!

Live Long Dear Cellphone! “Mobile phones sometimes work excellently. It is really an inspector of our fraudulent activities” My wife delighted when she explained to me an account of mobile phone whose miracles she had seen in a marriage which she had attended in Chandigarh. Before she explained the detail, I abruptly at once whispered.“I’ll buy you an excellent mobile phone with video camera facilities” She smiled at my stupidity. “No, no, I already have a glitzy mobile phone, darling”“I’ll buy you one more, darling” I held her soft hand.“No, thank you” “But I might be happy if you let me buy you one more” She irritated, “darling, please…could you let me speak a good thing to you” “Sure, sure” I stared at her popping my mouth up towards her.“Mobile phone is really a miraculous device” She wondered.“How, darling” I asked her curiously.  “And I want to tell you how this device works as an inspector” She furthered not paying heed towards me.“Inspector? This words always frightened me.“Police inspectors always work honestly, but for some bad people they are anti social elements. I see the miracles of mobile phone when it catches a bad element- a thief cleverly” I sneezed out.“Come to the point, honey” I said. She was easily not ready to come to the point. Instead, she asked.“Do you know something regarding this device?”“Yes” Then I explained her how its rays were harmful for the user. They could make them impotent, brainless etc, etc. “Stop, stop” She warned me-“Are you scientist?”“No” Then I put my finger onto my lips.My wife heaved relief, began to explain an account of nasty goings-on which she had noticed in a marriage of her distant cousin.

Three days back, she had gone to a marriage. Alone, in Chandigarh. I was then busy in my Income Tax Department scrutinizing the employees’ returns.  Therefore, I had begged her to attend the marriage alone, and she was delightedly agreed. But now I was rued because of not attending the marriage where a mobile phone had showed its miracles to get the thief. Its story seemed me an interesting one. My wife boasted that her cousin was a pretty beautiful lass whose marriage she had attended. She wanted to explain me an account of mobile phone and its advantages apart from disadvantages but before she came to the point she set prelude.“Do you know my cousin is pretty beautiful?” I shook my head in negation.“By God, she is really very beautiful, more than Jennifer Lopez” It irritated me. I again begged her to tell me if she had anything miraculous. Then she said that at the time of marriage ceremony, all the relatives had piled her lap with precious gifts including gold jewelry. “I know, I know” I interrupted.“What do you know?” She irritated.“In India, gold plays a vital role in marriages and speaks the status of the family. “Oh, thank God, you also know about Indian marriages” She bloomed distracting from the subject. “Every parent happily offers their daughter a good dowry of gold jewelry” She said. I was absolutely agreed with her opinions. She then opened the first chapter of the story that the groom had gifted a mobile phone to her fiancée and that was of splendid model. I was totally aware that now-a-days it was fashion of gifting mobile phone to fiancée. “My cousin loved the mobile phone as she loved her would-be-husband” My wife sprang with elation. I nodded.“After the engagement, their parents had gathered the all gold jewelry and gifts in a purse and placed it in the closet” I listened to her interestingly and nodded incessantly. My wife delightedly continued to explain.“Next day, when the baarat (congregation of attendees in marriage ceremony) reached their home, the priest was called to perform marriage ceremony” I frowned because wife was sidetracking the story of mobile phone. I begged her to come to the point. Then wife smilingly said.“The priest asked the girl to put on jewelry. And when the cupboard was unlocked to get the jewelry, everybody was stunned to find the jewelry purse missing” “Terribly sad” I gasped with tension. The story took a twist.“Didn’t they lodge complaint in police station?” I grew curious.“No” My wife answered-“Because my cousin had a mobile phone, they needed not lodge a complaint” I wanted to laugh at wife because of her detouring opinions.“Don’t laugh. Now time is coming, darling when her mobile will show its miracles” I stayed for moments and listened to her obediently. Wife continued optimistically. “Then my cousin said, mom, mom, I’d a mobile’. Her mother too was amazed, what were the relations of burglary with mobile phone.  Her mother thought” My wife continued unambiguously.“Mom, please ring a miss call on my mobile phone, it will speak where my jewelry is”“How daughter, how daughter?’ Her mother asked amazingly. The girl told that she had placed her mobile phone inside the purse of the gold jewelry” I listened to wife enjoyfully. “Very good idea” I remarked. Then wife laughed.“Yes, darling, her mother too had uttered the same” She said.“Then she called on her phone and, to their surprise, a tone of musical song began to come from their maternal aunt’s bag which was placed on a chair under the tray of biscuits. The mobile was in the purse where gold jewelry was placed. Mobile phone buzzed from an aunt’s bag and told that gold jewelry was also inside the bag.  Who was thief? An aunt.“Everybody in the family heard the mobile phone’s ring. They ran after the ring and when the mobile phone was traced, it was disconnected. The bag was opened and the jewelry was repossessed” After concluding the story, my wife smiled. “Darling, mobile phone is really a marvelous device. Is it not an inspector? Then I could not desist myself agreeing with her. I was happy they had found their gold jewelry with the help of mobile phone.“Really, it is an inspector of our corrupt activities” I put my forehead onto her shoulder. “Live long, my dear cellphone!”