“There may be no greater tribute to Steve’s success than the fact that much of the world learned of his passing on a device he invented.” I was one of those people, who turned on my Macbook five minutes ago to a Twitter page filled with messages for and about Steve Jobs.
I can mark the moment in my life I made “the switch.” Having newly graduated from university, I felt nothing would better equip me for a future in creative publishing than a white 13″ Macbook. My father, who had been debating the same PC to Mac switch himself, was more than eager to gift this to me.
I since then have had the great pleasure of using, gifting, and testing many an Apple device–iPods, iPads, and iMacs. I’m not even sure what exactly it is I love so much about them–but one thing I know for sure; it makes me happy. And I know it makes other people happy, too.
I like the idea that even in mundane tasks and daily routines, there is room for something delightful; a high resolution photograph of your loved ones on the phone, a sparkling silver laptop on which to draft lists, and the ability to play basketball while commuting on the train. It’s one thing to advance technology and use it to our advantage; it’s another achievement altogether to do so while making us fall in love with it.
I’m not really a gadget person, and I’d much rather not be using my phone. But I Skype with my 6-month-old nephew every day using an iPad, I’ve watched parents play music from their iPod docks and dance with their children, and I have friends who have started to read for pleasure simply because they can do so with iBooks.
All these devices however, are just small fragments of the greater gift Steve Jobs imparted: an infectious persona, a unique business vision, and a model of strength and inspiration amidst a battle against cancer.
But I’ve always owed him for what I believed was a gift he gave me personally. The belief that what you do, what you create, and what you truly believe in, can change the world. There are always people to put you down, disregard your dreams, and leave you cold and alone on the street. I always found it most incredible that Steve Jobs left Apple for a decade. I would imagine how difficult that would be for me, should I ever have to step away from South Asian Parent. But I learned from that there are right and wrong moments for everything; and that sincere actions result in sincere success–be they ten or fifty years later. It is imperative to never give up.
As we envision a better world for the future of South Asian families–parents and children communicating honestly and without fear, the ability to be ourselves without judgment or shame, and understanding that the balance between our past and our children’s future is where progress is inevitable–I insist that all this is absolutely possible.
“Let’s make a dent in the universe.”