Phone-o-RAMA!

So most of you here who’ve even started reading this have understood from the title that this is a comparative study (not entirely), including my own views on the current phones available to us (Region of South-East Asia). 

I have picked up the highest-end phones available from the top three standing companies in the phone-o-mania standoff. These may not be the top grossing phones in the market, not all of them atleast. 

First of all if you guys are Nokia fans, I’m sorry to disappoint you but I will not be writing about their Windows smart phones. You could ask why? But I’d call you a fucking schmuck for asking me that question, because obviously you haven’t operated the phone for yourself. 

Also sorry to disappoint The Sony fans. The new range of their Xperia phones have recently released and are doing a killer job, but unfortunately Sony is not in the top 3 and I love the phones too much. Their aesthetics and functionality have always been my favourite and hence to avoid bias, I have not entered the range into this competetion.

I’m going to start with the new Samsung Galaxy SIII. This phone released sometime during May 2012. And it has been selling like hot cakes in the market. After being able to use this phone for over an hour and figure out to the maximum possible its ups and downs, I think the biggest UP is that Super AMOLED capacitive touchscreen. Samsung has continued its standards with the brilliant screen, because of the Corning Gorilla glass. I don’t want to go into the specs because you could get that out of any website which exist to purely display phone specs. This phone DOES NOT NEED to be over-clocked for any function. You could take pictures simultaneously as you shoot videos, which is the new feature available on the up-coming high end phones. It stands to hold the true meaning of the next generation smart phone.  The only thing I dint like about the phone was its curved looks, and the way the camera has one very cheap finish. Here, I am not saying anything against the camera quality. Also, this phone not recommended for people with small hands.

Overall –

• Functionality: 9/10
• Aesthetics: 5/10
• Price for features: 6.5/10
• Camera: 9/10
• Battery life: 6/10

Now I move to the next big-hand phone in the market. The HTC One X. This 4.7 inch Super capacitive touch screen phone was the first to release with the quad-core tech for our Indian population to enjoy. I personally loved this phone the moment I set my eyes on it. And I was very lucky that someone at home had purchased the same the day after release. But after using it for a while, it got slow. Very very slow. The phone DOES NOT last without heating the fuck up! It’s almost annoying that you’re on the phone for more than 20 minutes and your ears and hands are heating up. I gave the phone that we purchased the benefit of doubt and assumed to it to be a bad piece which was bought out of some ill luck. Soon the phone faced so many problems, that it actually got replaced, obviously with another HTC One X which gave me heart again. The phone continued to face the heating problems. Recently on many tech forums I have been reading that HTC is rolling out a software update with Android’s ICS, which will cut down on its overheating and poor battery life. This phone though, is an extremely well structured and sleek phone. It has a very straight and crisp look to it. The camera is of outstanding quality and was the first to come out with function of taking pictures as you shoot a video concept. Its sound quality and volume are very low and does injustice to the name ‘Beats Audio’.

Overall –

• Functionality: 7/10
• Aesthetics: 8/10
• Price for features: 8/10
• Camera: 9/10
• Battery life: 4/10

I’ve been seriously writing this shit for a while. Now for a little phone rape time. 

THE iPhone IS SHIT!!!!!! LIKE COMPLETE FUCKING SHIT. THERE IS NOTHING GOOD ABOUT THE FUCKING PHONE. APPS, RETINA DISPLAY AND A HALF EATEN APPLE ON THE BACKSIDE IS ALL YOU FUCKING DICK SUCKING FAN BOYS GOT!!!

I’m not going to go into any details related to this phone. Though, thanks to Maddox who is my courtesy for the image below, I’m just going to make people see this phone for the real shit it is. When the Iphone first came out and CEO, Steve Jobs had to announce the release. He said – The phone is an ipod, a phone and “AN INTERNET COMMUNICATION DEVICE”. 3 devices in one!! Holy fucking shit. I think my nerves are cracking. 

Well be it back then or today, almost every phone was/is an mp3 player (iPod), a phone (a phone), and has a mother-fucking browser (INTERNET COMMUNICATION DEVICE).

I cannot hate the phone. Its got all the features you’d want in any phone. But the way that people rave about it, the fan boys having secret handshakes and high fiving each other all the time because they’ve got iPhones, make me want to shit, spit and puke all over them. The only valid reason I can ever tolerate from a person who tells me they own an iPhone, is if they got it for free. Otherwise they must know, they’ll walk home with a broken nose and a punctured ball sac (which I would manage with a pen).

iPhone 4s Overall –

• Functionality: 7/10
• Aesthetics: 8/10
• Price for features: 0/10                                               
• Camera: 7/10
• Battery life: 6/10 

Honestly. So there you go folks. Some heart felt appreciation and some disastrous damage.  

Repetitive nonsense

Wow. I wrote some stuff here more than 4 years ago. I used to be slightly interested in creative works, like wrting shit that came to my head and putting it out to the world to read. My earlier profile name was 'Lost' .. Funny that I'd named it so. I mean I've actually have been quite lost till very recently.

Throughout my student life I've been constantly fucking around and not giving a shit about anyone's feelings or even my own as a matter of fact. The reasons for all that are too deep to dig into right now. And this post right here is not about the reasons. Its whats going on after 'finding myself' has happened. Thats why I've called this post Repetitive Nonsense.

I shifted to a new city about a year back. And I was completely fucked up when I moved here. All I wanted to do was get my freedom back. All I wanted to do was party. All I wanted to do once again, was turn away and run from where fate had left me. I got shifted in with some relatives of mine, they were given specific instructions to keep a strict watch on me. I did fuck up several times even in their eyes, but slowly that did start to improve. I would whine and crib to almost everyone close to me. I would tell people of how my life had gone from horse shit to elephant shit. And after around 3 months of this constant cribbing one of my friends told me, "Macha, if you're gonna keep living in the past which wasn't great by itself either, you're only going to get more mindfucked. You need to accept your fate and move on. You need to stop cribbing. I cant allow you to keep whining and spreading so much negativity, its annoying". The man was right. I had taken this step to be a better person. To not be what I was, and all I was doing was making it more and more difficult for me to settle in. By then, I was atleast a 100 days sober and my mind was thinking straight. I was thinking straight.

2012 had arrived. It was a new year. I felt there would be nice new things to look forward to. My relatives would ease up on me. My parents would ease up on me. But quite funnily, shit was getting harder to deal with. Though by now I had learnt to take on all this tribulation and smile through it. But really, What the fuck? I was doing my bit to the best I could and keeping up my sobriety entirely, yet there would be no trust. My father told me just at the time of shifting, broken trust takes very long to fix, and I knew that. But how long would be my test I thought to myself. So after a period 6-7 months I just put it into a conversation that I was having with my parents asking them, how long it would take to fix broken trust. A year atleast! Shot back a reply. And now that I had my warning I told myself I could do this for a year. I would win back broken trust.

A whole academic year had ended, I was to go abroad for my summers. Not for anything purposeful. My parents just wanted me to stay away from the city that caused so much havoc and irreparable damage in my life. A few weeks into the summer and I recieved an E-mail which basically stated, that I topped my class. I was happy. Not happy because I managed to rank, but because this would be that milestone I've achieved in gaining back trust. I informed both my parents and relatives about my resutls. Both were quite satisfied. I lived in misleading self created thoughts that from here on I would be permitted to do what I wanted to do, would be allowed freedom to handle my own money, would get back the gadgets taken away from me in order for me not to keep in touch with those people who'd brought about chaos. Weeks went on and summers ended. I was back in India.

My optimistic beliefs got kicked in the fucking face when I came back here. I was still that boy who fucked up. I was still the same fucking irresponsible kid who made a mistake and threw his future away for the kicks. This is the repetitive nonsense. This shit will not change. Ever. According to my relatives with whom I reside, my stay in this city is to achieve educational excellence and high intellectuality. And not those petty things I'm after. The only petty thing I'm actually after is happiness. And I have it. I am definitely not complaining. But something I've been trying to achieve forever, trust. I don't see it, at all.

The day was normal. Nothing much seemed to happen.
Went to school. Came back home. Had a wash. Filled my stomach and went to bed. As i looked at the ceiling wondering blankly what was in store for me as I moved on.
But one thing was for sure, things had started to change, and I was not the only one in this empty void feeling lost. There were others.

I set my focus on Finding these others and connecting with them. Reason only one's who suffer understand. I needed people to understand. Those who did... *sigh* .... My quest is new and i rise with hope for a better future to look into, as these thoughts worked through my head, sleep seemed to take me victim even before i knew it. I was glad. Nocturnal life is being led, but if this is what is needed it will be put up with. I search for words to express my feelings. I stare. I leave.........................

There is more.

No sleep has been felt by the mind or the eyes of one so lost, "why?" would be an excellent question to ask, but not a proper answer has been found. Everyone in his life started getting busy. He was let to feel his loneliness completely.

His dream of death was also another reason which brought him back to consciousness everytime he shut his eyes, the world collapsed on the shoulders he once felt could survive anything, EVERYTHING!. But no, it was not so. He kept himself awake in loneliness and used the company of his phone and his television to let him know what was going around in this so empty world. His friends were there to comfort him but not at the cost of their sleep.
He wished everything would end but it did not. It grew on him and made him weak. He still tries to figure his out, but his strength often fails him of this task. Now he waits as the ghost of silence moves on.............................................................

The good thing right now is that i still breathe.