The newsroom of a television channel was very quiet midway to the next
bulletin. The reporters and all of the staff were busy writing out or
typesetting the final content. The editor on duty was having his desk computer corrected
by the office engineer who was also intent on his work.
All of a sudden the young engineer’s mobile phone burst out ringing. The ring
tone was very short and abrupt—like a whiff of passing air released unawares. You
can say the sharp string music was like ‘Tttwwee…eee…eee…eee...eee…eet!’
Though seemingly focused on work the young reporters burst out laughing. The
desk editor who was sitting next to the engineer tried to act stern trying to
prevent an embarrassment for the hard-working fellow, but he failed to mask his
guffaw. Taking the cue more joined in the fun. Only the engineer maintained a
grave countenance, silenced his phone immediately and went on working never
looking around even once. And why not! He was the proud owner and probably it was
his most favorite ring tone!
One lady went further. Unable to make out from where exactly the sound
came she sang out merrily, ‘Hey! Whose is that?’
‘It’s mine.’ the engineer muttered still not looking up.
‘Oh…yours! Hee…hee…hee...he…he…he!’
