~*To My One and Only True Love…*~. Review on Apple iPod

10th Feb ~ afternoon

Dear Diary,

Daddy just called and gave me the best news ever! As soon as I put down the receiver I was overcome by a wave of excitement. The world felt like such a beautiful place, and for a moment I even started to think there was nothing wrong with Shahid Kapoor. Yeah, pretty unbelievable. And as the lilting melody of Aisa Kyun Hota Hai from Ishq Vishk filled the room, I began to sway with the music like I was Paayal. Skip, leap, twirl.

Too bad I didn’t notice that ridiculous toy car on the floor. Well at least I did try to slip and fall as gracefully as possible, but fingers crossed that no one actually saw…

10th Feb ~ evening

Use dekha to yeh jaana sanam, pyaar hota hai deewana sanam…

Dear Diary,

I am officially crazy about him. When I first saw him I felt like I’d just won the lottery; and drunk 5 cups of Malibu and coke; and had my designs approved by Versace; and passed all my exams with straight A’s; and…I think you get the picture. He plays the best music ever, and he sounds so amazing! Plus he sings only my favourite songs, whenever I want him too, wherever I want him too. I just can’t stay away from him! My one and only true love… He’s compatible with all computers with USB ports and can be charged on the computer.

He? Umm…Yes it’s a he. After all it’s not my fault the English language did not seem it worthy enough to give objects genders. I’m sure that if this was French it would be mon iPod Nano; ditto for Hindi – mera Ipod Nano.

11th Feb ~ dawn

Dear Diary,

This is so not like me, staying awake till the early hours of the morning. But what can I do? Neend ud gayi hai, chain kho gaya hai. Oh, and this iTunes program which came with my iPod Jaan is wicked, just can’t stop messing about with it.

At first I didn’t realise that it would download everything onto my gorgeous Pod. Yes, everything from the songs sent by other people which I don’t even listen to adverts of Music Jukeboxes and recordings of people being tortured. On second thoughts, maybe they were singing? :S

11th Feb ~ night

Dear Diary,

Argh, got dragged off to London today. So much for the freedom of speech. It really doesn’t exist when it comes to parents. Fortunately, thanks to the makers at Apple and this amazing capacity of 4GB, my iPod Jaan can store up to 1000 songs.

…Saara jahaan kahe ishq hai jhoota… Enough to last me through the long journey to Liverpool Station sitting opposite the woman …saara jahaan rahe ishq se roota…who looked liked she’d been sucking a lemon for the former part of her life and her son… Saara jahaan kahe ishq hai jhoota … who looked mentally disturbed (like that “disappointed” emoticon off msn).

It was fine until they both began to ogle at me like I’d suddenly sprouted devils horns. Then I’d realised I’d been singing along to the song. The horror of it all! All I could do was curse under my breath that I’d…um…gotten caught up in the moment?

12th Feb ~ evening

Dear Diary,

An ear-piercing shriek filled the house for at least a whole minute. It was mine. Screams worse than those of being made to sit through the scene in Fida where Shahid carves “I love Neha” into his hand with all that disgusting blood dripping.shudders

Why the screaming? Because I hadn’t realised that the iPod was on the sofa…and…well, I kind of sat on it. But then I leaped up again and inspected it the best I could. Being on the verge of tears does give one blurry vision. Just because its so small and sexy; a whole world of music which fits into your pocket, but sometimes difficult to see. I tried to think of that fairytale to cheer me up – the Princess and the Pod. Oh wait, I think that was the Princess and the Pea.

13th Feb ~ the Morning of Mourning

Dear Diary,

sob sob Today is a day of bereavement in the loving memory of the one who is no longer with us…sob sob

14th Feb

Dear Diary,

Oh glorious day; my happiness sees so bounds! Daddy just told me that my iPod is still alive! Apparently I’d just left the hold button on after it switched off…

Valentines Day is really such a great day. Even if it just annoys those cynical people who think less of the day due to reasons which they will only know. Even if it just brings grief to those who mourn over not having any romantic love is their life, forgetting that platonic love is worth much more. And even if it is over-hyped by companies who use it as another reason to drain purses in the name of love. I hope everyone will see the true meaning of the day and always give freely of their love. Life is too short for hatred…

Haai, I feel like a soppy love story script writer. As if I don’t do enough embarrassing things already. Thank gawd no one actually reads my diary… ;)

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Ironically, I hope you all did read my diary, I mean... review and that you’ll take out the time to leave a comment because you are all such lovely people who wouldn’t go round breaking people’s hearts especially today…

Happy Valentines Day!

“Rani loves you all” ;)