Gamers' Delight: PS5

I can vividly recall the moment when the long-awaited PS5 became a reality in my seventh-grade life. In the realm of ordinary adolescence, where schoolwork and weekend adventures dominated, my affinity for gaming burned brightly. Like any other kid, the allure of the PS5 was more than just its sleek design; it embodied a promise of unparalleled gaming performance, a gateway to a world of immersive experiences.

The contours of its sleek design seemed to call out to me, a symphony of curves and angles that hinted at the powerhouse performance hidden within. It wasn't merely a gaming console; it was a portal to uncharted realms, a technological marvel capable of transforming the ordinary into the extraordinary.

The desire for a PS5 became more than a passing whim; it morphed into a fervent passion, a spark that ignited my gaming dreams. From the whispered rumors in the schoolyard to the tantalizing glimpses in online reviews, every detail fueled the flames of anticipation within me. The anticipation was palpable, akin to waiting for a cherished dream to materialize.

I would beg my dad to get me one, but his "whatever" expressions were the perfect shut-up call for me. One day, totally out of the blue, he told my brother and me that he would be flying to London, England and will be returning after a month, with a "surprise". My "spidey senses" kept knocking in, telling me that I am going to be the first kid in the family and class to get a PS5!

Day and night blurred into an endless loop of anticipation, where thoughts of the PS5 dominated every waking moment. The console had transcended its physical existence, infiltrating my dreams with pixelated adventures. In a dedicated diary, I meticulously planned gaming escapades, noting down desired editions and mapping out virtual conquests.

To intensify my dopamine-fueled excitement, I delved into the digital abyss of YouTube unboxing videos. Each video was a sensory journey, from the unwrapping rituals to the hum of the console coming to life. It wasn't just voyeuristic; it was a shared experience with a community of like-minded dreamers.

In the quiet of the night, fueled by the glow of my screen and the inked dreams in my diary, the anticipation peaked. The PS5 became more than a console; it embodied unwavering determination and the promise of countless adventures awaiting in the digital realms.

After an eternity of longing, my dad returned home. I was awake by his footsteps and couldn't help myself but snatch the luggage from him with no assurance of the presence of my "desire"; the PS5. Gratefully, I realized that I had to greet him first as per the ethics I was taught. I rushed to my dad and gave him a warm welcome. "I hope you did not forget anything", I said, with the spookiest expression anyone could ever make.

On the night of the same day, my dad came told me to freeze where I was and close my eyes. When he told me to open my eyes, I saw him holding a huge box which had "fragile" stickers on it. My "spidey senses" again knocked in giving me a great sign. I ripped off the packaging on the box and I found the perfect gamer essential and desire; the PS5! Anyone could tell from looking at my face that I was over the moon! I thanked my dad a lot for bringing me such an item which I was dying for and which was rare. My brother came in running from the room, holding 5 PS5 games. I truly loved that and the games were rather a cherry on top!

The very next instant, I inserted the CD of "Tekken 7" and started playing, while my family watched me with please. I would be on the PS5 24/7 but as each day passed by, my usage decreased, so did my interest. I still think of the days when I was literally crazy about having and playing on such a premium console. Today, I still play on the PS5, but not with the same eager and enthusiasm as I had in the past.

"Human interests change" ~OROUSH 2023