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Monday 31 October 2011
Friday 28 October 2011
Wednesday 26 October 2011
The Festival of Lights.
“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark. The real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”
Plato.
Sunday 23 October 2011
Wednesday 19 October 2011
Sunday 16 October 2011
Thursday 13 October 2011
Wednesday 12 October 2011
Tuesday 11 October 2011
Sunday 9 October 2011
Friday 7 October 2011
An excess of apples.
Dear Steve,
I never met you, never saw you in flesh and blood, never knew too much about your travails and triumphs....but your genius used to touch me, almost every second of the day.
Every time I made a phone call, or sent a mail, or saw a movie trailer....you were the man, instrumental behind the instrument.
I have seen and heard your speeches on you tube....and some, left me wondering whether you were a salesman, or a statesman.
It is one thing to possess an apple product...it is another, to be possessed by it. Yes...in some way, you were a merchant of drugs. I have been roaming around with the apple sticker on both my vehicles for the past three years....like so many do, with the names of their kids pasted on the rear screens of their vehicles. That, Steve, is the kind of passion us 'converts' have for the world you created. Born to a Syrian, I do know that you yourself converted to Buddhism very early in your life....but what you did after that, was create an altogether new religion of your own. Agreed...you were no saint who went about distributing macs and i phones to the poor and needy free of cost on the streets of the world...but even though one shelled out the thousands, at times, even lakhs...to own an apple...it always felt, somehow, that I was investing in my own self...in my own life, in my own growth.
I never desired an I phone, or a Mac Pro, or an I pad, or an I pod.
I simply needed them.
But then, I do not desire the oxygen I breathe, either.
Just what did you feel when God pressed the 'power-off' button on you....for the last time...?
When all the folders, all the apps, all the tabs in your brain shut down for the last time...?
They say that an apple a day....keeps the doctor away. But anything in excess, is bad for health, I guess.
The closing lines of one of my favorite films, in the baritone voice of another legend, go like this...
"Anand mara nahin.
Anand, marte nahin."
Rest in peace, Steve Jobs...but for me, and so many billions....you will always live on.
I never met you, never saw you in flesh and blood, never knew too much about your travails and triumphs....but your genius used to touch me, almost every second of the day.
Every time I made a phone call, or sent a mail, or saw a movie trailer....you were the man, instrumental behind the instrument.
I have seen and heard your speeches on you tube....and some, left me wondering whether you were a salesman, or a statesman.
It is one thing to possess an apple product...it is another, to be possessed by it. Yes...in some way, you were a merchant of drugs. I have been roaming around with the apple sticker on both my vehicles for the past three years....like so many do, with the names of their kids pasted on the rear screens of their vehicles. That, Steve, is the kind of passion us 'converts' have for the world you created. Born to a Syrian, I do know that you yourself converted to Buddhism very early in your life....but what you did after that, was create an altogether new religion of your own. Agreed...you were no saint who went about distributing macs and i phones to the poor and needy free of cost on the streets of the world...but even though one shelled out the thousands, at times, even lakhs...to own an apple...it always felt, somehow, that I was investing in my own self...in my own life, in my own growth.
I never desired an I phone, or a Mac Pro, or an I pad, or an I pod.
I simply needed them.
But then, I do not desire the oxygen I breathe, either.
Just what did you feel when God pressed the 'power-off' button on you....for the last time...?
When all the folders, all the apps, all the tabs in your brain shut down for the last time...?
They say that an apple a day....keeps the doctor away. But anything in excess, is bad for health, I guess.
The closing lines of one of my favorite films, in the baritone voice of another legend, go like this...
"Anand mara nahin.
Anand, marte nahin."
Rest in peace, Steve Jobs...but for me, and so many billions....you will always live on.
Wednesday 5 October 2011
Tuesday 4 October 2011
Monday 3 October 2011
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