Skip to main content

Technology and its fate.


There was a time when owning a transistor was termed a luxury. Then came in the radio, television, telephone and then the era of mobile/Cell phones evolved.

Today even a school going kid holds a fashionable latest model cell phone. So that is where the technology stands in today's world.

When I talk about mobiles I don't miss an opportunity to mention the brand that ruled the market until recently in the mobile world ~ Nokia. I prefer them even though I don't own one today. The sturdy break-free phones if ever manufactured, it is from the Nokias. How many of you remember those initial days phones which resembled the cordless phones - huge and bulky. I don't have to mention the call cost . Hell we were charged even for the calls we received. Forget about getting charged for receiving calls, we even had to shell out for the messages received. Do you believe that. You have to!

Now why did I start writing about the mobile phones...
After seeing the below picture I don't have to explain much. These two cell phones are owned by the same colleague of mine. He does not want part with the one that's glittering all blue, however he is in love with the Samsung galaxy tab he bought recently :)

Copyright: A.N Photography


Comments

Jack said…
Ashwini,

Technology moves so fast that by the time you catch up with one it is at two. Nokia is still the best, I think as I still have that.

Take care
October 18, 2012 at 8:50 PM
Bikram said…
very true.. latest gadgets have become a fashion statement ..

I somehow had a fone that i used for 3 -4 yars and my friends and all had got tired of it .. so thankfully one lovely person gifted me a samsung s3 .. so yeah now i look modern tooo :)

he he heh e

Bikram's
October 19, 2012 at 2:57 PM
Insignia said…
In market; however best the product; if the company doesnt understand the pulse of the consumer and makes changes to their product portfolio fails...this is what happened to Nokia...Its sad; just good products they gave
October 21, 2012 at 3:10 PM
Anonymous said…
Ash, are you getting married?

-- mahesh
October 23, 2012 at 12:16 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A cry not heard!

Ray of light far from sight All his need is a caring feed A place to sleep, a blanket to keep - the despodent waif Warm and safe Cruel men see the poor one plead, Emptiness filled hearts hesitant to share a part. On the pavement's corner sits this lad a bit. Weak and pale telling his tale None hear Do they feign fear? Hoping - is all he could do for some fresh hot stew Every passer-by down the lane Ignore this guy and all his pain Why is this scene not wiping off my brain Serene it Remains Revives time and again As I sit by the window of the train.
38 comments
Read more

SUPW - Socially useful and productive work!

Say primary school or exams - it brings back memories of lot of fun filled activities along with the normal syllabus. Languages, Basic math,science and social studies are the ones included in the normal stream. The ones out of this are - General Knowledge, moral science, story telling, project work - these become the building block for a child's growth in a complete way. Last week an evening as I returned home, a neighbour's kid was waiting for me the enitre afternoon for help.He needed guidance to complete his project work. The school had come up with a concept to bring the creativity out of a child's mind.It goes this way - use the waste materials and create something useful - Socially useful and productive work(SUPW). SUPW is another learning area falling under the non-scholatic domain - This ensures that the students develop better understanding of their social and environmental issues. It also encourages students to take up varities of activities,which are productive a...
17 comments
Read more

Cent story 17: Love like rain

Rain poured softly the day Krishna first saw Purvi—draped in yellow, lighting incense at the Ganapati pandal. Their eyes met like a prayer answered. Thunder rolled, but all he heard was her laughter. From borrowed umbrellas to shared street-side chai, their story bloomed. Every rain after felt like a song only they understood. When they wed under cloudy skies, even the priest smiled, “Blessed by Bappa Himself.” Years passed, but every drizzle pulled them back to that pandal, that glance, that moment. Love, like rain, sometimes arrives quietly—soaking deep, leaving music in its wake. Krishna and Purvi were always meant to be.
Post a Comment
Read more