My First Computer!

I was ecstatic when I had my first personal computer. But for limited space I would have enjoyed it to the fullest. My PC was just 10 Gigabyte (GB). So, I worship space like a sacred cow in India. I had to delete files and programs on my hard disk everyday to welcome new stuff. Many a times, I had found myself in the situation of ‘to delete or not delete’. It was really sad to say goodbye to old programs and files in order to accommodate the latest crazes.

I had all the tweaking apps and those programs that will clean up one PC with old junky files one really don’t need: System Restore backups, orphaned shortcuts, user usage history, misplaced files inter alia. Uninstalling programs were critical decisions I took when rigorous system cleaning was not producing desired results.

I could format my PC with new Windows as many times as necessary – space was of prime interest. Sadly, I umpteen times missed programs and files I shredded particularly my music files. Yes, my music files: I thought computer was all about entertainment. Space was a real jinx and incubus to my cyber orgasm!

Today, space, in the parlance of the Queen, is embarrassment of riches to me. However, ironic and perhaps paradoxical, I really don’t need space again. Yes, I really don’t need that badly as those days! I really can’t figure out the rationale!

NOW, my laptop is 500 GB, my external drive is also 500 GB. Good Heavens! That is fucking 1000 GB (1 Terabyte). My Desktop PC is 240 GB, my iPhone is 16 GB (more than my first PC), my Nokia Asha carries 16 GB memory card, my two pen drives are both 16 GB each, my digital camera houses 2 GB and frankly I don’t want to take a stock of my 1 or 2 GB memory sticks. Technically, I am 1,304 GB mogul. One hundred and thirty times more than the capacity my first computer!

But goddamn work will not allow me to enjoy this seemingly inexhaustible space with lots of fun. It appeared I enjoyed my 10 GB more than this useless and limitless space.

Do we work to buy things that we can’t enjoy? I am just feeling gobsmacked and metagrabolised with this unfathomable verisimilitude.

Confidence was motivated by a particular quotation (aphorism) to put up this write-up!