Why I choose to call myself a maverick..? I don't know for sure. Maybe it is the streak of unpredictableness in my nature, a shade of eccentricity, and above all the very soul of my late father alive in me.. in my everyday life.. in the breath which I bre

I am no technophobe, though, I have been a technoholic since 1994  when I first purchased a PC, that too a 486DX2 with a measly 4mb of ram, with no HDD. The machine cost me  about Rs. 30000/- or about $600. The OS that time was MS DOS, which needed a FDD every time to boot it up. Needless to say this mean machine, a Hewlett Packard with a Cirrus CPU catered to my everyday task. In no time however I felt the need of a HDD, so I invested a fortune, about $150 for a 640mb drive, another $50 for a CD-ROM, upgraded the RAM with about 32MB RAM, invested another $10 to $15 for an Audio card and migrated to Windows 3.1 & Windows 95. In a way this was the best configuration that one could think of during that time. I used this system till 1998, extracting every ounce of juice & productivity the system will crank out for me. In a sense I am very happy to say this system was able to meet my demands, whatever excruciatingly painfully slow or cranky it was. It did give me 1000 hrs of office productivity, 100s of graphics design, 1000s of PageMaker layouts, played 1000s of multimedia files, scores of databases & numerous of medical thesis for my clients. 

With technology changing at a frantic pace, I moved forward from my humble DX2 to an more advanced AMD III 64mb system, then to an Intel Pentium IV, and finally to an Intel Centrino Laptop, cranking around 1.66 GHz power with 2 GHz of Raw Memory. With all these power in my hand (err.. Lap), I cannot feel sometime but utterly at loss of any power to control my system to do the tasks, which my humble DX2 used to do.

This to me have more of a thematic significance as, in our pursuit of power, we tend to neglect the trust we need, the trust we put and the faith we have in our seemingly inanimate objects which earn our trust in our lifetime. I still do treasure my junk of a system lying uselessly unable to boot up due to a worn out BIOS in my attic, and I do not still have a heart to part with it.


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