Personal Narrative-Nomophobia In The 21st Century

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Nomophobia in the 21st century- A personal account (My picture shows a box without a phone. It is meant to portray the absence of my phone. In my essay I reflect my afterthoughts through the ever-increasing pain of the event of losing my phone and highlight an important issue of today’s day and age- nomophobia) It is said (however clichéd the idiom may be), that one realises the true worth of an object after the loss of it. The truth of the statement is experienced by so many on such a frequent basis that even an unsuspecting stranger, when asked about the truth of the phrase would without a shred of doubt attest to it. You’d have heard of him. Never seen him, but, nevertheless, heard of him. Heard of that idiotic boy who lost his shiny new…show more content…
My misery was quite different. I gasped for breath and the world closed in on itself. It was my most important thing, and it was not among my things. I ran back and quite obviously the cabbie left with his cab and my dollars and my phone. What’s worse is, I patted my back pocket to get my phone in order to help me get to my phone. Embarrassed as I was for thinking that I’d use my lost phone to help me find my lost phone, I fumbled around to check my bag and went through all compartments, you know, just in case. Last zip. Dear Phone, please be there. No phone. Find My iPhone is great. It’s a functional application that is brilliantly implemented on a variety of Apple devices and integrates convenience with security very well. But it is of little use when the phone is switched off, and mine was within minutes of it being gone. And just like that, a prized possession was gone. Physically snatched from me, digitally wiped off the face of the Internet. Okay, it’s gone. I asked myself- how bad can it be? I entered the lift of my hall and saw a very attractive poster for the hall Table Tennis team with a registration barcode on it. I reached for my pocke… Oh. No phone. Well at least let me call Dad to tell him that I lost
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