An Email To My Blackberry.
Dear My Blackberry,
I hope that your new owner is treating you well. I didn’t mean to leave you in the backseat of a rickshaw in Delhi – I blame Sanchos. Anyway, I wanted to say thank you (and your family) for 5 years of excellent companionship. We’ve been through a lot. You’ve helped me pretend to be in the office when I wasn’t (re: & RE:), do work on long rides, subways and trains, keep in touch with my friends, check Hoyas and Pistons scores with no sports access in India, helped me navigate through small confusing roads in foreign cities, and so much more. I guess the world has caught up and more and more people are using blackberries or iPhones. Remember the early days though when people would scoff at me for being on a virtual leash or call you a “crackberry”? Now people are ridiculed if they don’t have the app that tweets to the world exactly what they are doing, where, why and with whom. We accept their apology. In fact, you and your friends are helping change the world! Why make the poor buy computers when families can e-mail and sms, vegetable-wallahs or rural artisans can check commodity prices, and microbanking clients can check bank balances on phones like you? You make the world a better place.
This is the longest I’ve been without you. I miss you.
Your friend,
Rick.
finding rickshaw. 