Everyone has their own phone or to be exact, their mobile phone. Who does not know mobile phone? It is a device that can make and receive calls over a radio link while moving a wide geographic area. Why do you think I should write about a mobile phone in this entry? Because for me, a mobile phone is something that I would be willing to fight or even die for although it is somehow does not make to everyone’s sense. However every one of us has its own choice. For instance, a friend of mine wrote about the ‘Memories’ and another friend of mine wrote about the ‘Time’ as the things that they would be amenable to fight or even die for. As for me, I would choose a mobile phone to be that ‘anything’ which I would struggle to fight over it. In my eyes,
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It happened 9 years back when I was still a kid. I could not recall the exact date yet I am pretty sure it happened on March 2006. It was on a Friday evening mid of March, my dad was surfing the internet, my mom was sleeping supernal and my siblings and I were watching TV. At that time, to use the Ethernet we still needed to use the main line of home telephone – obviously we used JARING – in order to surf the internet. So, there will be no connection to the home telephone on that evening. My parents’ mobile phones were in the cupboard that will make it sound proof even if it was ringing. We did not expect any important calls on that evening but there was. Late evening, my mom looks up onto her phone and there were many strange missed calls and there was a message. It was from my aunt and unfortunately she actually called to tell that his son has passed away at noon. It was stated on a message – “Iwan has passed away. Al Fatihah”. That’s it. After that, we rushed to my aunt’s house but it was too late as the body has been buried and all the things that had left were tears. It was regret for my mother to not realize the call earlier; if only she could pick up the phone or read the message beforehand; this feeling of regret would not
It happened 9 years back when I was still a kid. I could not recall the exact date yet I am pretty sure it happened on March 2006. It was on a Friday evening mid of March, my dad was surfing the internet, my mom was sleeping supernal and my siblings and I were watching TV. At that time, to use the Ethernet we still needed to use the main line of home telephone – obviously we used JARING – in order to surf the internet. So, there will be no connection to the home telephone on that evening. My parents’ mobile phones were in the cupboard that will make it sound proof even if it was ringing. We did not expect any important calls on that evening but there was. Late evening, my mom looks up onto her phone and there were many strange missed calls and there was a message. It was from my aunt and unfortunately she actually called to tell that his son has passed away at noon. It was stated on a message – “Iwan has passed away. Al Fatihah”. That’s it. After that, we rushed to my aunt’s house but it was too late as the body has been buried and all the things that had left were tears. It was regret for my mother to not realize the call earlier; if only she could pick up the phone or read the message beforehand; this feeling of regret would not