the phone smell

It was those times when the phone was a luxury not necessity, i remember sneaking into my father's office to see the black colored magneto of those times, which has to be literally wrrrrung to talk to people, then there was this special 'case' in which rested that nice soft and elegant blue coloured telephone which smelled of the latest unused technology, and i could understand that instinct that drove mankind for newer inventions was lying somewhere near those parts of brain which make us happy on purchase of new clothes, new toys, new bicycle.