Ringing In Of The New Times

Essence of the World is Change
Nothing forever remains the same

The good turns to bad, the bad turns to good
Changes the seasons changes the mood

Love turns to hate, Joy turns to sorrow
But a new day will rise tomorrow

The changing tides you and I must endure
Because the quirks of fate we cannot cure

So as the dolphin emerges and the puppy goes to slumber
The Point is: I got new cell number

:-)



This little poem marked the end of my tryst with Hutch (now Vodafone). After about 4-5 months of exploitation by the over-hyped service provider, I finally decided to ditch Hutch (now Vodafone) and turned to the alternative that my mother had unsuccessfully insisted on right from the start, the good old Governmental Dolphin.
Well, some of you might think I am a cheap person to switch from the international Hutch (now Vodafone) to apna-gavthi Dolphin. But with 50ps SMS, 90ps Dolphin-to-Dolphin calls, great GPRS connectivity (if you win the battle to get it activated) and practically no hidden costs, I don't care what you think!
Also there were some concerns whether I had actually written this poem and not just plagiarized from material I encountered on my endless sojourns in CyberSpace. One particular person (code name AS) all but made me swear on the Bhagvad Gita that I had written it. Be assured that this comes 100% from my brain. But it made me particularly smug that at least two other persons used this piece of literature to announce to the world their denouncement of old Cellphone numbers.

I am thinking of charging royalty now.