As we grow...

I don't know if this is a universal trait. There was a time when I used to long for my own apartment. My own phone. My own television. My own computer. My mobile phone. My sun glasses. And trust in the past two years I got it all. I bought my computer over the phone. 'Celeron 1 gig 128mb ram... 40 gb hdd' He said. 'How much?' I asked. '23000' he said. 'Deliver it home tonite.' I said and hung up. When I got back home -late as usual - my land lord told me I had a delivery. The computer. I felt no 'on cloud nine' or the dramatic burst of joy. It was a curt nod. And melancholy. 'Oh yea, now I have a computer.' That's about it. This evening my admin manager told me 'hey got a brand new Nokia 3310, want it?'. 'How much?' '4500.' 'okay!' And he gave it to me. And I am charging it now. Oh yes, same feeling. An indifferent shrug and -yes- melancholy. Why don't I feel joyous when I acquire these things? No, I am not trying to be philosophical, I am asking you.
I realised it tonite. It is not the computer. It is the mail or chat I exchange with my girl that gives me joy. It is not the phone, but the call that gives me happiness. Not the product. But its use. So remember all ye product designers. Concentrate on your product's use. Also. I swore to myself last evening that I'll blog every day. Hope to live upto to it. My current mood: Can't explain, but you get it when you listen to 'Somewhere over the rainbow.'

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