Sunday, June 29, 2008

First Things First

When I first touched the apple laptop...and as my friend told me to get a hold of it and feel the mac and apple inventions...I lost my typing skills..it was almost like my vocab was dumb...The keypad could be compared to a flower whom you shud not touch but appreciate.

It was also the same when I touched an i-Phone...dint know whom to call....how caught-between-happiness are we when we get what we want and are in a numb-state. Again, the day I bought Nokia-5610..the first camera phone....the first person I called..the first photo I took..and the first message I received..oh..mine..its all so great to experience that feeling...

As you read on, I am sure you remember the things that you got..first time..and the ecstasy..the first time you rode a bicycle..(tricycle)..first time you drove a 2/4 wheeler...the day you wore a tie...your favourite sports shoe...or the first bike..or your guitar..the first time you were on an aeroplane..

The first time we did coding..and that was implemented successfully :-) ....However..coding nowadays is more of looking at the screen and more-or-less writing the same thing again and again..may be with more indentation.

How thoughts roll across and you go back to your childhood and think..how your experience was.....and sometimes feel ashamed of what childlike you have been to have demanded stuffs from your parents ;-)

History: We were in Agra on a trip and I was in 2nd standard...and my dad had told me he would buy me a watch..the digital one..which costed around Rs.25 It was almost evening and the volcano-feeling of getting a watch erupted..and I stood like a T in the middle of the street and would not move till the Wa !! tch ticked in MY wrist.

And sometimes you feel proud of doing something like that....We all have similar kind of experiences and have different and amazing feelings attached to it.Do share your experiences..and the madness you went through..

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

The first time I saw my brother!! I was just 4 and a half years old then. My Dad took me to the hospital and that was the day my MOM was supposed to be discharged. When I entered the hospital room, i saw a small, pink creature that looked like human sleeping next to my mother. I was (and i still am) very possessive about my MOM, and for obvious reasons was very very upset with the idea that we need to take that 'Small Creature
" home and that he will stay with us. So i started yelling and crying !!!!Hee hee hee....now when i think of it, how hopeless my parents would have felt. But the jorney of life with that
"Small Creature" till now has been amazing!!!

June 29, 2008 at 10:34 AM  
Blogger krishna said...

I do remember a lot of Firsts... which was not followed by a Second..
My first and the only bike.. It was a dream come true.. is one of them...
My first trip to Kashi, Badri, Hrishikesh...
My first Love.. ( only an exceptional case, which was followed by second, then third and then....:-)

June 29, 2008 at 9:06 PM  

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