Mil , Dil and Dil ka Tukda

“I am telling you Mil – I am very upset with your Dil ka Tukda”. Dil grumbled early in the morning at 9 am. That was not the way to start a Sunday morning.

“Now what did my poor little sonny boy do to displease you Dil ?” I asked pretending to be much concerned about her complaint but still wondering about the cause. I was enjoying my Sunday morning news paper and having a breakfast at the same time.

My Dil is a very private person. She rarely opens her mouth to share any of her frustrating experiences at her work , about the people she meets or any thing that bothers her on the home front.

She tolerates  my Dil ka Tukda’s all whims and fancies with the kind of attitude “Jaane do bachcha hai – chhod deta hoon”. Actually Dil allows him to enjoy full freedom of thought and action. That is the reason I was confused when I heard from Dil that she was upset with my Dil ka Tukda.

“Dil, better come off clean on the topic – say what is bugging you ?”.Dil was shocked to hear my language .Was I trying to ape their language ? She gave me a doubtful look with narrowed eyes.

“Your Dil ka Tukda is going to buy his 17^th mobile phone”.

 “What ?” I jumped with  a shock , spilling my coffee and scattering Idlis all over the breakfast table.

“Dil, I warn you not to tease me again and again by calling him my Dil ka Tukda anymore. You have adopted him long ago. To be precise nine years ago. Now he is your Dil ka Tukda !! clear ? Now blurt out” I said.

“Ok – Ok , right now I am not in a mood to cross swords with you . I told you na, I am upset with DKT. Please tell me how to control his madness about buying the latest cell phone model” Dil pleaded.

I felt like a proud peacock .Dil was asking for my advice! Something she never did in last seven years!! At last she has understood her Mil’s capacity as counselor. The  Great God has given her wisdom to value her Mil’s opinion! I was engrossed in thoughts while patting my own back. 

“Mil , what’s happening about the advice ? You are ready with a dozen when I don’t need your advice and now you want ‘Bhav’ or what ? Dil  sounded angry.

“No Dil I want to go to the root of DKT’s problem. After changing four laptops, three bikes , four models of cars, half a dozen cameras , he now wants to change his 17^th cell phone ? But why I say !”

“Hah ! he says that his six month old model has become out dated. The new model has more apps. He has already placed an order over to an online dealer! Oh Gosh ! 17^th cell phone ! please please suggest something quickly” Dil begged of me.  

As soon as I heard this, I knew Dil was telling the truth. Because in the past DKT has tried many a times to emotionally black mail us for changing our cell phones, toasters , microwave, washing machines and many other electronic gadgets. But the magic of our own marketing man did not mesmerize our minds and all gimmicks’  to buy wonderful technology i.e. current update of phones , I pods, I pads , lap – tops , tablets etc did not work out. DKT loves to flirt with technology and Dil and myself are happy with our old working models of especially cell phones – she with her Black Berry and I with my faithful Nokia of 10 years.

I do appreciate the usefulness of technology but I don’t want to be a slave to it. Actually DKT calls me a Nightmare of sales people who come out with their remote controlled or touch sensitive dream products. And for once Dil shares my views to much extent on this issue.

Our DKT sneers at our choice but that’s how we two ( Dil and Mil ) manage to keep control over our funds.

“Dil, threaten DKT that you would leave him if he buys a new cell phone. I am sure that will scare him” was my advice to Dil. She wondered about my mental condition.

“ It may or may not work – but no harm in trying it out. Otherwise I can always say I was joking’ said Dil. Ready to take a chance. Together we both i.e. Dil and Mil tried hard to deter him from buying that so called status symbol / ego booster.

“Ok I’ll give you an option” said Dil ka Tukda. If you won’t allow me to have an updated version of cell phone or item of my choice , I’ll …………..hmmmmm”

“What you’ll ? what hmmmm………” we both asked together.

“Simple , I’ll change my old wife of seven years for an updated version and also dump 67 year old model of Mom in  a recycle bin” , he said triumphantly.

Do you know any treatment for this Gadgetomania ?