SMS mania

Anuki sees me talking with a co-worker. On the day of a joint-story-deadline, this means war.... SMS 1 comes only a few seconds after she had seen me. It reads....

'Have you finished the news feature? I don't want to stay till late.' She has this very extravagant habit of spelling the whole word even via SMS.

I reply: 'No I'm workin on it.' I don't care about proper spelling, while texting. I was too angry to stop there and sent her a second text - although my credits were very low - that went....

'Have u finished da colum, I don't wanna stay til very late eithr.' I was very angry by now.

Anuki replies: 'No. I have to give priority to something else.'

So she was furious too, well so was I. I replied: 'Ok'

After I turn in the news feature and both our moods had mellowed down a bit, she sends me a very lengthy SMS this time saying....

'I'm going for lunch. I'm very hurt Samadhi, I have always treated you as a friend... alike sister, and blah, blah...

My reply: 'I have always regarded u as mor dan a frend/a sistr, but u always push me and.... etc....' Then she comes to our table. I asked her - while I was still typing the reply to her, she asked me out for lunch. I had my lunch already.

Then she started to say something but couldn't finish the sentence because, she broke off laughing, covering her face with a book. And you probably can imagine how it turned out to be. We both laughed our hearts out, made up and became the best of friends, again.

When I entered the office last Friday I got the good or rather great news, when Samadhi came and showed me the letter and said 'I'm not a trainee' any longer which meant that she could apply for the Media ID.

In my view, she was never a trainee, to begin with, her writing ability, a millions times better than mine. (I'm not trying to be modest but then again it is the truth and Samadhi hates to lie as for a joke). I was thrilled, no shaking hands, but a bear hug! But then again we didn't have much time to celebrate coz Samadhi was on her way out for an assignment.

When she left, I sent this text to her: 'I'm truly happy for you and I hope that the passion you have for your profession would increase, without stopping there I hope that you will up hold the traditions of journalism and enjoy every bit of it.

Lets celebrate it my friend.' See, some reason or other I always feel more comfortable in expressing my feelings via texts. I remember my brother and friends says that I type SMS's in seconds, which is true, I guess.

The reply I got from Samadhi is as sweet as she always could be, first she went on thanking me for being with her and expressed how happy and grateful she feels, etc.... Well, we share all kinds of funny, friendly professional texts as well.

When we receive our phone bills more than half the bill is for the SMSs than for calls. But then again it's not just us. All our readers no matter in what high place they are in, they mostly send us texts.

Some of my friends say that we are addicted to SMSing. I do not believe this. It may be so for Anuki, but considering me, I flatly refuse to believe it.

zBecause I accidentally locked my SIM and have not been able to buy a new one, for a few days since I am broke as usual. I thought I was missing something at first, but then I learned to live without it, just the same.But then again, last week we went to the Air Force base and the security officials didn't let us take our phones inside.

How desperate we were and I remember the officer who had arranged the interview was tormented with hints and complaints until we got the phones back. (Though he was kind enough to offer his phone to us, if in case of need, we were mean enough to say that his own phone was the ugliest we have ever seen). Doesn't that prove what kind of SMSmaniacs we are!!