Mobile and memories

Today I had to transfer a couple of numbers from my phone to my sim card with a limit of 250 numbers , it was like an emotional journey through my life again , scrolling through those 1000 numbers to select 250 numbers that I would never like to lose...you halt for a while and then suddenly copy names you think you hate and let go of names everyone thinks you have an association with...some you have never met for ages are there since ages and some you feel might be of some use the way you keep plumber's or electrician's number.....they are like utility numbers ,some are like emergency numbers, some like encyclopedias , some like inquiry numbers, and can you believe ....some have passed away but I still transferred their numbers.......you as if give numbers, like in an exam, to phone numbers.....numbers and names are like pages of your life some you want to tear and keep in a file ,some you just want to turn over and some that you stop and read again ....every name in that contact list is like a good or bad or immaterial , important, happy or sad part of your life.....some numbers are thrown out like junk and some you feel can again be used at some point of your life....some are like dormant volcanoes you will never touch .....but if someday they irrupt in the form of a ring , you are pleasantly or shockingly surprised to see......you think twice before picking it up but then you wonder why you kept it for years if you didn't have to pick it up.....some numbers might never ring, but you wish they flash on your mobile someday....like papa's number.....they are like fantasies .... phone directories are like emotional roller coasters.