People flaunting mobile phones armed with cool features are a usual sight in the metropolis. Even some may see street people who are exercising their thumbs on a Nokia N-Series phone. Huh?
Anyway… As for me, I live a simple life, owning a Nokia 1600. At the time I exchanged my old phone to my mom, I decided to name it “Moby”. It’s obvious that I am not capable of coming up with a good name.
It has a color screen, shedding off 65,536 colors in pixels. With a simple gray cover, I have my phone’s display color in crimson. The screensaver is an animated hellfire burning in glory. Moby is as “Hell Bent” as I am. It may not be as elegant as some of my blockmates’ phone [or YOUR phone], but I feel that simplicity means beauty. Continue reading ‘Moby.’
