The source of all problems is carelessness.
“I resolve to be careful henceforth and do my work meticulously”. I bet this is the promise most of us make to ourselves whenever a mishap happens only to realise it was for naught. Because it turns out careless, like ugliness is to the bone.
After jeopardising my friendship with my friend on losing her pendrive I thought I had learnt my lesson. Because I couldn’t afford losing a friend as our worth in the society (by which I mean in my class) is measured by the number of friends we have. And being a person who has a limited number of friends to show off, I just couldn’t take the risk. If only I had known that my next bout of carelessness would show itself sooner than the span of most of the flings now a days, I wouldn’t have wasted all my time and tears apologising for the pendrive.
This time it so happened that I was running for God only knows what reason and somehow my phone found way through my pocket, because you know , somehow antigravity and then the magic of gravity and bang!!!!! Nice pattern on the screen….. Then your knowledge of forensic medicine kicks in and you start applying Puppe’s rule and determining which crack could have come first before you realise the gravity of the situation.
Next follows a sequence of event:
1. Calling up every one of your friends on your contact list ( even the ones you had pledged never to talk to) and explaining to them whatever the hell happened. So by the time it comes to the last friend the blame is ultimately on the phone for having such a feeble screen. ( Screw responsibleness)
2. Replaying the unanticipated scene in your mind a million times and devising plans of how you could have avoided it. (Of course in vain).
3. This is when guilty conscience whips you hard on the ass and you start wondering if your parents would disown you. Now this might sound a little absurd as ‘it’s just a screen ‘ (like one of my friends described his concern over this issue). But having the ‘screen’ broken a myriadfold, there are high chances. And considering even 6 months haven’t passed since I bought this phone, asking my parents for money was put of question.
4. Next step- blaming the parents. Because genetics!! If laziness can be inherited so can be carelessness.
5. The realization of not having much options and cajoling yourself into not doing anything about it. Because what harm can a shattered screen do except for cutting your fingers and infecting your pulp spaces? Come on , no one’s died of it I’m sure.
So the lesson I’ve learnt from this ‘accident’ is that you can’t stop being what you. No matter how hard you try your flaws latch onto you like a sperm to an ovum without which you wouldn’t have come into being with such awesome imperfections.
Most of the teachers say that they remember the students who excel in studies but mostly the ones that are notorious. So remember that your flaws are what make you unique and if this is the way you can avoid oblivion then be it!!!!