A few nights ago, DH was slicing apples for a post dinner snack when I mentioned to him that I was looking for something to nosh on, too. He said I should eat apples and that he’d slice one for me. I made a face and said “I hate apples.I can eat all the apple pudding in the world, but no apples.”
DH quipped “An apple a day keeps the doctor away” and I retorted “If the doctor is handsome, keep the apple away.” He bantered back “Yahaan koi sundar doctor-woctor nahi hai (there’s no handsome doctor here). Yahaan to sirf main hoon, aur main hi tumhari dawa hoon aur daaru bhi.”
The last, might I add was delivered in rape specialist Ranjeet’s style with the biting of the lower lip and lascivious tone…*shudders*
If the DH is the doctor, can Meera run away?
Steve Jobs is dead and I cried as I read this. We were probably separated by 75 degrees (no 6 degree of separation is going to ever bring me to the circle that this man occupied). He’s been hailed as a visionary, a genius, God, even. He was the object of contempt, often called a dictator.
He had minimal impact on my life, to be honest. I’m but a user of the iPhone and the iPod. Why then, this reaction to the man’s passing away? I think it has to do with the enormous void he leaves behind. At 56, he made waves. He brought a company that was languishing back to life and how. He created trends and constantly surprised with his astute understanding of the consumer.
He marched to the beat of a drummer only he could hear and he succeeded over and over again. I don’t know what Apple will do next, whether any of their products will ever succeed again. One thing I know, I will think of him every time I “Slide to unlock”