Hearing about computer when was a kid was more of a sermon a saint has, for me. Living, dreaming and fantasizing and asking. I must be in standard eight when I first came to operate internet. (It was a ghetto forest with terrorist threat all around and even STD calls were not accessible) and I just wanted to click whatever I could see on desktop out of excitement and curiosity. Leaving desktop I would think, about next turn I could touch this damn thing, which every time makes me feel penance about the kind of fogey I had in me. Ha-ha, even dad and me has common history and almost same kind of self training on windows. (though, he for long, knows about Fortran and all , what I may add as a fact that Dr. Sheo Kumar used to be one of his senior in IIT, Delhi who sometimes used to teach him FORTRON as in class of his guide, and what it brought is couple of similarity me and my dad share, as, we both had been taught by Dr. Sheo Kumar and both of us hate him. Lol!!)I wanted to be laudable partner of her, and was jealous of her as well. She always was updated, more aware and trendier than me. She was something I always wanted to be with . I was obfuscated and was preppy in deeds. She was a pro,me a newbie!!
About ten years down the line, She still wins , me working and revamping on her. Writing and expressing myself. Meeting and sharing, tab on every other thing.
She still a crux of facts, and me, still jealous of her!!
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