It wasn’t just a phone it was somoething so close to me, it was my watch, my notebook and my alarm clock. It was the first phone I buy with my own money, and the second to one I received as my high school graduation gift. I was so proud of myself, buying my own stuff with my own money. But what apparently meant a lot more to me is a few messages I kept as memories thought I’d treasure forever, yea I’ve just said the forbidden word, forever. Those messages, those memories that are now gone, forever, were the first thing to come to mind.
Was it worth it, to keep them in the first place? How painful it is when you keep a happy memory thinking that it will always be a happy one, only to be the reminder of something missing.
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Been there, done that. I know how you feel
Just let go.
No matter If you can touch it or no If you still keep it in your mind and heart which is the most important.
well , Nokia created Nokiablog , so u maybe can hold on to ur memories a little longer ….
but this is the hardest thing that can happen to a person losing his mobile , especially if he never back-uped the info …. allah y3eenek
I am sorry for your loss.. you know!
When I lost my mobile last year it hit me so bad.. I started thinking about how attachted we get not only to people but also to things around us..
Wow, a lotta phone love going on here. Mine is just a tool. I don’t keep anything important on it.
You mean both the phone and the number are gone with the wind? How can I contact you?
Hala, redrose, Isam, life thank you
Dave, it was my first phone but most importantly, I had some speical text messages in my phone. I care about these things, I still have slips with stupid meaningless things written on them since grade school.
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Wa salaama,
nuh ibn