The creative handheld device is clever in the
way it is used. It doesn't know that it holds volumes in information, technological advancement and human perseverance. It is the best in portability, compatibility
and in ability. What is it that can be
carried with ease, bring with it all the pleasures of simple tasks like
research, scheduling, bird watching and more? Well, it is none other than the
Samsung Galaxy 2.0 Tablet in white.
It lives with others of its kind, but it knows how far superior it
is compared to that drab, clunky beast that sits in the corner stationary, sluggish
and sad. And to it, the tablet thinks, “Get
up, rise up and be free old man!” But the tablet knows nothing of cords,
connectors, modems and mice. Its youth
has it wrapped up in the splendor of freedom with the ignorance of a
type writer, ever advancing towards a never ending goal which will never be in
sight. Yes, it is bliss this ignorance
of attachments and age which will grace this young tablet’s presence some
day. For a moment, now in its prime, the
tablet knows that compared to that old Sony desktop, it is the cream of the
crop. But there is a hint of sorrow with this arrogance for it knows that it
cannot stay young forever. It has pity
for the Sony without regret because it is living in the moment, cloaking any
tiny morsel of an idea of its mortality.
“Live young, be free,” it shouts to me as I humbly plug it in.
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