Steve and I

We have never met, crossed paths or even dreams, and yet, I connect to you. You are not who I want to be, or even a miniscul-ic me isn't even close to your wiring systems, and yet, I connect to you. The books I have read, the mentions of you in a tangential way, your existence far across the lands and oceans, have barely touched me, and yet, I connect to you. Your magic, your charisma, your intuitions, your aesthetics, your karma, have all been a slight part of our lives. I have felt like I know you, like hundreds of others, felt like with every piece of your creations that have trickled into our lives, I have always felt that trickling-ly increase in authority over you, your dreams and your dots-that-connect images. No decision involving you has been made by keeping you away from the decision tree, you have been an intrinsic part of the exercise and most importantly, you have been the defining constant in the equation that tilts the equilibrium, yes, the game changer. Your soul is in your machines, like the horcruxes, you live on…I connect to you.

 You, with the wizardry of Dumbledore, the ego of Voldemort, the human-ness of Snape and the vulnerability of Harry, Mr Steve Jobs, Thank You Sir, from the bottom of my being. The magic, they say, never perishes……. I trust in that one, now more than ever before.