Friday, October 7, 2011

In Memoriam: Steven Paul Jobs

For the last 36 hours, there has been only one thing on the news – the death of Steve Jobs. An outpouring of tributes, news articles, quotes, videos and gushing eulogies have been doing the rounds, as have "R.I.P Steve", "We'll miss you, Steve" and the entire gamut of "i-___" messages. Yesterday, when I first heard the news of his passing away, I felt completely blue for most of the day and was nearly on the verge of tears. Today – a day after the magician left this world for good, I still feel empty inside. Thus, this piece of writing is like any other – a tribute to Jobs, filled with feeling and emotion, yet a tad different. This is because I am not an Apple user, save the ubiquitous iPod (which does not count for obvious reasons). Yes, I do belong to the rapidly shrinking, rare breed of people who look forward to every new Apple launch with glassy eyes, but shy away from buying one despite being able to afford them, because they are "grossly overpriced" and "not worth the premium".

Despite this, Jobs' death has affected me immensely. Maybe it was because it was so sudden. Maybe it was because he was young and all his technocratic counterparts are still around - alive and kicking. Maybe it was because he had that invincible air about him - something that was all the more evident each time he stepped on to the stage in faded blue jeans and a black turtleneck to unveil the next mind-blowing masterpiece with a passionate glint in his eyes coupled with "And one more thing...". I’m sure I wasn’t alone in thinking that Steve would be around for a long time, despite his illness. However, I think the biggest reason behind my hollow feeling is because Steven Paul Jobs managed to touch billions of lives, mine included – a feat not many have been able to accomplish since the invention of the light bulb. After all, when was the last time a person managed to inspire geeks and business leaders alike, without being an engineer or an MBA himself. I do not wish to take anything away from Bill Gates or any other person, but, to a person who loves science, thrives on beautiful design and demands perfection in everything, there could no better role model than Steve Jobs. People have called him the “modern day Ford” and the “digital world's Edison”, but Steve Jobs was different, he was more. There was an aura about him that inspired, was mischievous, was rebellious, was powerful, was dark, was passionate... No one has managed to create many a world, maybe even a parallel universe, before him. He was the Che Guevara of our generation - the ultimate rebel, the iconoclast to a generation that has cauldrons of restlessness bubbling within.

I've read a lot about Steve, from various perspectives and through the eyes of many different people. Eerily, most of what I’ve read about him has been in the last few months. I've read about his fall from glory, his mercurial temperament, his phoenix-like resurrection and the magic he created... I've watched Pirates of the Silicon Valley and loved and loathed him at the same time. I've read John Sculley's "An Odyssey: From Pepsi to Apple" and stopped midway because I gave up on Sculley as a narrow-minded nutcase who could not recognize Genius, though he was staring at him in the face. At different points of time, I've disliked Steve and credited all his success to good luck, loved him for his passion, revered him for the beauty and elegance that each product of his exuded, been awed by the determination of this tall, gangling marketer and admired him for the confidence he exuded, the endless charm he spun and the surefootedness he seemed to possess in unending measure. No one belonging to this day and age has inspired me or intrigued me more. His arrogance, his sheer brashness, his strong presence, his quest for perfection, his ability to see the big picture – they are all stuff of legend. Steve Jobs saw potential where others didn’t, saw brilliance in what others thought was different, saw magic in the mundane… He was able to put in the palm of one’s hand, what had occupied an entire room when he was born. Yes, Steve Jobs was a marvel – Stevie Wonder, if you may. And he will be missed a lot. However, what he did, what he created, will continue to inspire the generations who live, and the generations to come. In his own words, he managed to “put a ding in the universe”.

Goodbye Steve. Hope you’ll be happy up there. And as a facebook message aptly puts it, “If Heaven is not white, shiny and beautifully designed, it will be soon”.
Bon Voyage.