Telephone Diary

I never thought that I would get out of touch with(read forget) so many people whom I used to meet everyday. And they meant so much to me. School friends with whom I used to share my lunch, college friends from whom I copied my assignments and so many more. At such times, my telephone diary comes to my rescue. As I flip pages of the diary and go through each and every name, I wonder how did I forget these people. They meant something to me and that was the reason they were in my diary. Do they now not mean anything to me? Of course not, but that is the way things are. Now that such information can be stored in a mobile phone, having a telephone diary is a bit obsolete. I do not remember when I last updated my paper telephone diary. But nevertheless, it is still used because I have not transferred its contents into the phone. And yes, the paper diary would also act as a backup in case I lose my phone. Now as I write this, I am feeling the urge to go through my diary again, so that I can contact long lost acquaintances, most of whom are from Bombay(I am in Bombay till next Tuesday). But damn! I have left my diary behind in Bangalore.