Look what Steve Jobs has done. I hope a day will come by when the the computers will ask us what we would like for dinner, figure out the recipe, go shopping, cook and serve us to our liking.

It makes me think of it like a sportsman readying for the run, heaving his breaths in and out, his pulses on the verge of explosion and with all his energy garnered and ready to surge. It travelled some distance before it rose and fell, the waves of the sea.  Bare chested men and bikini clad women dotted the shores. The young ones playfully splashed, surfed, dived and did all other things meant for young ones to too.  The parents and the toddlers walked the length of the shore and the old ones were not to be seen. From a distance from where I sat with my daughter, wrapped in a blanket, I could see my husband and his friend and the friend’s wife play with the waves. Sometimes they jumped, and the waves took them higher but sometimes, they got dunked underneath and were fed saline water of the sea. 

Then I began to think about the formation of the sea – how all the glaciers melted and ran through the gorges and brooks into the river and into the seas and the oceans, cutting through the rocks and the soil, gathering minerals and how it changed from one form to another as it travelled the world. If only they could speak of the adventures enroute to their destination, half of our imaginations would be left buried in peace. And then I think of Al Gore and his causes and wonder if it has made so much of a difference to the ways of the human beings and their quest for comfort.  Will he delay the end of the world or were all those dramas for nothing?