Article Of Inventions Author : Rujula Amit Bandekar

 Article Of Inventions

Author : Rujula Amit Bandekar

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Necessity is the mother of inventions

Necessity is the mother of inventions and our necessities have drastically changed in the past five weeks.


Today we are confined and not allowed to socialize with our relatives, friends due to Coronavirus spread. We cannot show personal affection like hand shaking, or a hug in order to maintain proper safety.

But there is a solution to every problem and Frebble is an invention that exactly solves the problem and help people show affection and still helps maintain social distancing.


The idea behind Frebble has been around since some years ago when creator Frederic Petrignani was getting his MBA at the Rotterdam School of Management. Ultimately he founded Holland Haptics in 2012 to design and develop 'tactile feedback' - or haptic - devices. (Haptic is from the Greek word for touch.). Frederic and his team settled on the current design and began working to professionalize the earlyconcept.


Frebble is a wireless accessory that lets you hold someone’s hand from anywhere in the world. So as you give your Frebble a little squeeze, the person with the corresponding Frebble gets a little squeeze on the back of their hand as if someone is holding their hand. Frebble is the child friendly version of 2014 which is simply meant to hold hands.
The Frebble measures about 5 inches long, is chargeable with a micro USB which lasts about 4 hours when in use.


Touch is even more important for grandparents, parents and for a child’s development. Touch often communicates more than words – positive emotions as love and gratitude. Children who learn to share these emotions are more likely to be cooperative in their interactions with others. Our parents and grandparents also share their emotions by touch. When Frebble was invented in December 2014, I thought it would never be used for anything in my life. But when the world is facing this huge pandemic, I am here missing my father and want to give him a hand shake and a tight hug using this product. When people are deprived of touch for long periods of time, it can cause anxiety and depression.


And at last but not the least, I would like to say that people are amazing and I am sure they will come up with some great ideas. Ideas that will make us better people, ideas that will help society and countries to help each other, ideas and innovations that will make our life easy and risk free. I am working hard to contribute my bit and be a next level innovator to help my people, my society and my country, what about you?

  1. So do not forget, Stay safe and stay healthy. You're important to someone.


THANK YOU
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