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Wednesday, 5 October 2011

A TRIBUTE TO A MAN WHO MADE A DIFFERENCE... STEVE JOBS


 My heart bleeds as I write this piece. The pen feels too heavy for my grief-stricken fingers. The string of death has left as with unbearable agony. I shudder to ponder over the fugacity of life. Oh! Life is indeed ephemeral. The fact that we are more often than not caught unaware by the inevitable perplexes me.

Steve Jobs as the world knew you, a once great business magnate with proven leadership in entrepreneurship and invention is gone. What a painful truth I must admit. I am deeply saddened as I repeat these words that Steve Jobs has passed away. Steve's brilliance, passion and energy were the source of countless innovations that enriched and improved several lives. The world is immeasurably better because of Steve.

I once read of a man who stood to speak at a funeral of a friend, he referred to the dates on his tombstone from the beginning to the end. He noted that first came his date of birth and spoke the following with tears – What mattered most of all was the dash between those years, for that dash represents all the time that he spent alive on earth. And only those who love and understood him knows what that little line is worth. In that dash a generation discovered the usefulness of working with machines to achieve greater results, In that dash a world was introduced to new mode and way of communicating, In that dash an upcoming breed was encouraged that If we believe we can, If we try we will and If we do we will achieve.

I wonder why somebody should write a book with the title “DEATH IS NO SPORTSMAN” A discerning mind explains it all. In most sports and games there are two players. In tennis one serves into tack into the server’s court. In boxing, an opponent hits back. If death were a sportsman how could he take a Fifty-Six year old successful inventor from a still young and developing world without notice? How? A sportsman does not behave that way. Death makes no room for “FAIR PLAY” it strikes and that is it.

William Shakespeare wrote “Death is a necessary end and it will come when it will come” Baa gbin miikoa – baa nmon miik pa, to mean, dry leaves are falling fresh leaves are also falling. Steve we will miss you. Your mortal remains will be gone forever but we promise you one thing, for your memories, dreams and values, they will be preserved for several moments to come. Like Oscar Hamilton said,” walk on, walk with hope in your heart and you will never walk alone”.

Sober   Tender Eloquent Versatile Entertaining walk on with hope in your heart and you will never walk alone.

Like you once said, There's an old Wayne Gretzky quote that I love. 'I skate to where the puck is going to be, not where it has been.' And we've always tried to do that at Apple since the very very beginning. And we always will.

—Steve Jobs

Untill we meet again we would skate to where you could not reach to build the next generation of iThinkers.

Now the laborers task is o’er

Now the battle day is past

Now upon the farthest shore

Land the voyager at last

Father in thy gracious keeping

Leave we now our servant sleeping.



FARE THEE WELL!!!

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