I admit...!

... that sometimes e-books have its limitations.

And one of its bigger limitations is the e-reader battery life. Just this morning as I was commuting to work via Monorel and Putra, reading Adrii's Caden which I got from Webook.com, my little CSL Blueberry blipped.

I scrolled down a few pages more, then it blipped again.

Sigh. Low bat. I hate low bat. I hate the symbol slash icon, I hate the status flash, I hate the damn blipping.

Finally the screen just went black for a second then the track I did not choose to signal the end of the battery span played. It is not a nice song. Kinda like that tune from Grey's Anatomy which is quite an impressive tune, but it signals the end of something good and therefore I hate it too.

But all the same, the phone, aka my little trustworthy e-reader died on me. Drats. I hate not having anything to read while commuting, it's so time-wasting.

OK lah. I was at that time at the Monorel station so I sat down on one of its narrow makeshift steel bench aka pillar, and pulled out something out of my bag.

I know you can guess what it is.

Yep. Tis a book. A real book. The one you get to hold in your hands, keep in your bag, gets torn if your one-year-and-a-half little prince at home gets his ways with it. The one that gets yellowed in pages and dog-eared on its ends and all scrunched up kembang semangkuk-like if the rain hits its cover.

The book, Jane Costello's chic-lit Girl on the Run, is not a title you can get for free at any of the major free e-books suppliers online. So I got it for days like this, when the battery runs dry.

I guess while technology is great to have, sometimes something as 'analogue' or 'manual', or rather 'physical' as a paperback will save your day.