Rest In Peace fella

RIP – Fella,
I write this with a broken heart, and a splitting headache. Withdrawal symptoms, I suppose. I know I grew too close to you, perhaps I can’t put it in words. RIP fella, RIP

Some insane GBs of select handpicked tracks washed away, as my iPod went deep-washing-machine-diving.

Chances are that you haven’t ever heard me in a depressed/depressing state… and this might be boring/shocking, but yes in the stereotype style, let me announce: “Hi, I am Satyen Poojary, and I am an audio-holic”

While your hands were sly in itching your crotch while deep in the pocket, mine were fiddling with the Volume control.
While your iPod “headphones” meant the world to you, and in some case purely due to its once trademark white earphones, mine are still wrapped in its original packing. You know why, coz they are crap. Yes I’ve burned more money on my earphones than probably you have spend on the MP3 player (or iPod in case you got offended) but that’s the way I am. May be now you know I was ok in using that very gay pink+orange JBL hands free as my make shift headphones.

While you filled your hard drives with hard core stuff of a different genre, or at times even soft core, I was busy hunting for random music and ensuring the hard drives are well used!
The original collections has been lost long ago, some CDs stolen, some hard drives crashed, but the iPod classic stayed reminding me that my life isn’t so bad. Almost as if it was Gods way of adding soundtrack to my life.

Life without the background score is miserable, its slow when I need some rave, its fast when smoothness is what I crave. Its just miserable. Pure miserable.

As I travel in the train, and hearing all these people who were once mute, some ranting… I correct, all ranting, some about how great they have been once, and other ranting on how superb they are now, but none comes close to the iPod. It was the best noise to hear.

The unfinished blog posts on my device has a topic titled “RIP – Dumb devices” and its some wild dark humour that my dumb device (that just played music) died, and left me dumb (and even mute while I write this)

Words continue to fade, thoughts do anything but wander, the more the rants I hear, the faster my hand travels to skip the track, but alas it doesn’t work that way anymore. While the phone has some amount of music in it, but it has nothing of what I want to hear now.

RIP Fella, I know Steve wanted you back, the most (ab)used iPod on earth. iKnow