Yes, yes. A big yes. I want iPhone 7, but I don’t need it right now. Yes, you read that right. ‘Need’ is the courageous word.

Camera is a noticeable advancement in 7 and so is the shift to lightning enabled performance (not path breaking for sure). Airpods, yes. A truly irrestible offer for wireless lovers like me (though the need to stick to my Bose headphones makes more sense at this time of launching poke). Rest, usual suspects as Apple products are figuratively qualitative and performance isn’t only derived from extraordinary hardware. 256 GB wasn’t a surprise, thanks to the true rumours. iOS 10, no goosebumps here.

I said this long back, the ecosystem of Apple is changing. When Phil said – ‘Apple isn’t saying iPhone 7 will replace the DSLRs…’, my statement got nailed. Way back, Steve would have murdered the DSLRs.

Apple keynotes don’t excite me anymore as they did before but can’t take my eyes off when a new iPhone is taking birth. Hey, hold on. I still stick to what I said in the beginning, I don’t need one right away, my 6 smiles at me as I push this through to your vivacious eyes.

Phew! Writing about iPhones makes me, hmm, not tired but contagious.

Has been a good and hectic time of pandora around with glitz and curiosity in equal measures.

No, not because of Germany’s triumph but for the vanquished ones. Have always been an admirer of Albiceleste since school days and those sentiments probably stick around. Not to mention, I played ‘pada’ football during much of my younger days and have some fond memories from those packet sized foul mouthed haute. Days of such ignorance and yet so blissful ! Loved the world cup though, some interesting matches with the seldom class that hovers around the big match players and the vital games. Though 1.30 IST hurt, but got through with little hiccups.

Went through some invigorating movies to laud myself. Bit of weaver stuff as my appetite for versatility keeps growing :).
Feeling about money and making money are 2 very different things in life, 2 such films played a frivolous penchant to my bickered thought process.
‘Wolf of Wall Street’ was a Scorsese chaos with a stunning collage of characters woven in dollars, drugs and pussy. It had a rawness about the protagonist, not to mention his incredible ability to persuade and destruct his instincts with an insatiable orgy towards the inimitable greed.
Oliver Stone’s Wall Street is more sober, yet punches in intrigue with oodles of human tussle that involves ego, deceit and vengeance through convulsive relationships. Yet again, greed is a component that emerges as a human parasite. Extinguished but never withers away to defy a comeback.
Though a Scorsese patriot, Stone’s Wall Street was more real in terms of pudding versus pie tussle.

Lot more happened, and I could just about remain reclusive as work treated me as its host with lot to unravel. And, continues, that is.

54 CW glories, the pinnacle at Lords and the nadir in Manchester, Djokovic’s Wimbledon triumph, Hockey India’s march till Australia put paid to the illuminating hopes.
My Blu-ray orders that never erodes away, Calcutta’s rain which defines intermittent oscillation through our mandate chores.
WWDC was more mellowed to replenish our expectations, iOS 8 means less as much as a device that would pour more that intends to carry 8 with aplomb.
Apple is all set to end my wait for a 5.5 iPhone, hopefully it transcends to a kettle of revolution that once made my 4 flaunt with incorrigible pride. It still remember my stores saying – ‘the days of iPhone 4 were an absolute chaos, and few around knew what an iPhone would do for them in the next few years’. Do I say more? Don’t think I have to.
I must say that Samsung Note 4 could tease the next iPhone (not as much as Google Glass did to re-imagine our tech tooth) but I would like to see an overhaul for the latter.

My in transit relationship with a voice over awaits in the next few weeks, and am waiting for an even quicker backlash. For now, if that gives you reason enough to sit through for my next.