my feature phone doesn't compete for my attention. maybe that is why i love it. that, and the battery life. and the size. and the fact that it charges stupidly fast. and because it has no app store, and i cannot shove any random apps into it even if i wanted to.

sure, it sucks when i need to scan a qr and initiate a “paytm pe pichhattar (75) rupay prapt hue,” (received rupees seventy five on paytm) and all i can do is stare at the code like i’m waiting for subtitles to appear. but hey, at least it doesn’t tug at me to be somewhere else, doing something else, being someone else.

my smartphone is an entirely different beast. fifteen minutes spent on it result in two hours melting away irl. (that's global warming at its worst!) sometimes, i swear it loosens up the laws of physics, like gravity is doing something weird whenever it is around. that's when the comparison kicks in: it's a black hole in sheep's clothing. how many of these do we have on earth? pretty sure, one day, i'll end up travelling back to the future using...

our own little time machines :) now available at the low, low cost of your sanity and the urge to compare yourself to people who don’t even know you exist.