A day without my phone

A day without my phone was meant to be,
The toughest day there could ever be,
According to me.
In an early morning rush I forgot my phone,
Having come a long way I realised it was left at home.
As the day passed I felt myself free,
Of all shackles; of all boundaries.
As there was no one,
To keep track of me.
Did not get any calls or messages,
Nor could the internet create any menace.
Felt like I had gone back to the gadgwt free ages
was on my own,
Braving the world alone.
As there was none meant to be,
any form of guarding for me.
Away from the virtual world,
Closer to the reality,
Could feel the real world,
more closer to me.
Perhaps this was God's design,
To make me write these lines.

Life became all easier without my phone.
Without any worries to check my phone.
No human embodiment could bother me anymore,
Because I had not left any loophole.
By the time the day ended,
I found all people handed,
to their phone or their phone to them,
Watching, listening, talking or doing nothing.
Thereafter, I realised,
Humans have accepted this gadget dominance without any strife.
And hence, like everyone, even I
wanted my phone infront of my eyes.