Kedar's Log, Stardate 2010

Please try, pleeease try.. you need to believe in it.. you can do it.. your family needs you.. your friend needs you.. I, who fed you everyday with power, need you.. I took you places, never left you alone, through thick and thin, we were inseparable, on the breakfast table, in the bedroom, at work, in meetings, while playing with my son, on the Tennis courts, in restaurants, outside the trial rooms in shopping malls, at the airports, in the car, out in traffic jams, at the salon, in grocery stores, in doctor’s waiting rooms, .. you were always the last one to say Goodnight to me.. we were so much in harmony, so much in sync, so together.. and yet.. you forsake me now..

I know I let you down when I fed you power, even when you were still wet from inside after your tragic fall into the bathtub from my son’s hands.. but I promise, I have learned my lesson.. A scalpel is on its way in mail so that I can open you up and try to operate on you.. but I ain’t no doctor, and I don’t wanna send you to one, ‘coz I fear they will just kill you and tell me to get a new one..

so please wake up, and rise from your coma, like a Phoenix.. I patiently await your resurrection….. o’ my dear iPhone!! sigh..