The cellphone has no doubt revolutionised communication. While its use during emergencies is unquestionable, it is increasingly proving to be more of a bane. Students, in particular, seem to be enamoured of cellphones and the features they offer. The cellphone has virtually become a part of their body. We cannot blame the youngsters for this as we, humans, are basically creatures of habit. The use of a cellphone has become a hobby, rather than just a necessity.
We need food for sustenance and survival. But if we consume food in excess, it will do more harm than good. Though it has not been conclusively proved, reports suggest that the cellphone is a potential health hazard. Instead of arguing whether it is a boon or bane, let us use it in moderation.
K. Mahabub Ali,
I recall an incident that took place when I was travelling by bus from Boston up north. When the driver heard a cellphone ring, he came on the public address system and warned: “If I hear the cellphone ring once again, I will stop the vehicle and offload the person concerned.” The time has come to formulate a code of conduct for mobile phone users so that they do not disturb others while travelling by bus or train. Let us not misuse a technology that should be used in a responsible manner.
These days when everyone is on the run, there is hardly anyone who would not like to own a cellphone if only because it enables instant communication. Its usefulness is felt more during an emergency. But the consequences of using it while riding a two-wheeler can be disastrous. The cellphone held precariously between the chin and the shoulder and the head tilting while riding a bike or scooter may be skilful acrobatics but not devoid of fateful consequences.
A. Michael Dhanraj,
An 82-year-old physically challenged friend of mine uses his cellphone to send and open e-mails, and to download the contents of national and international journals. He tells me he is alive because of his cellphone. It is a gift to human beings.
I was busy working on my computer when the bell rang. I opened the door to find a young man. He did not give me his name but kept talking on his mobile phone. After a few moments, just as I was beginning to lose patience, he asked for someone who lives in another flat. The mobile phone has, without doubt, ruined peaceful living.