Once upon a time in a western land, there was a person( this story is gender neutral and can be applied to any gender as per your convience) who was quite a creative kind of person. After spending few years in high school, working at Big Mac and just having fun with the oter sex, (s)he decided to do something worthwhile with his/her life. (S)He had heard that people respect scientist a lot, scientist are considered to be the ultimate source of knowledge and the ultimate intelligent being. they were supposed to be on the edge of anything 'known' to man-kind (??). So (s)he wanted all respect a secure future and fun at the same time. (S)He wanted people to respect him/her as scientist. But (s)he has also heard about people (? you didnt call them scientist!) like madam qurie, who devoted all their lives to science (radium if you have forgot). Now our smart fella didnt want to sweat that hard :( plus wanted all luxuries and wealth (s)he can see around herself/himself. Based on this background our main character of this story stepped into computers !! (eureka !! he shouted !)
Now after getting into it, (s)he found there were many like him/her who were already there, knew more then him/her and some of them would even look down at him/her. as if always trying to show that they are superior to him/her and more 'scientific' !! As if they were true scientist (which (s)he wanted to be) and he was a mere foolish research scholar going nowhere. Our fellow developed a inferiority complex out of this situation. (s)he wanted to be best, at least better then few, (s)he started to learn, by asking questions, referring to books and buying the whole "xxxx for dummies" series. So anyway after some years/months of hardwork ((s)he was surprised that even computers require to sweat !!, anyway it was still far more easy then what einstine or madam qurie had to go thru...) So our fella was able to hold grasp of some areas pretty well, now less eyes were looking down on him/her trying to make him/her feel inferior. (S)He was very happy on his/her achievement, (s)he would sometime thank the fellas who helped him/her from above ((s)he would also take help from people looking down at him/her but will always criticize them behind their back). (S)He would praise other ppl for treating him/her well when (s)he was a newcomer and showing him/her path, guiding in learning process and helping in becoming a 'scientist'. Our fella seem to be very much impressed by the helping behaviour and use to speak highly of such behaviour. Anyway, so after some time our fella was slightly up the ladder. Now as it is the law of nature, things keep happening. So new recruits were coming in, with dreams of wealth etc. in their eyes.. (as if someone playing 'action-replay' !!) Now if you are under an impression that the inferiority complex which grew inside our fella had been dead by now or gone away under changed/better circumstances, you might be wrong. no no i think you are wrong. no i am sure you are wrong. This inferiority complex was changing into superiority complex now. Our fella was in the drivers' seat now (at least to the new recruits), and was taking full advantage of it. (S)He was having fun in calling new recruits names and was always looking for the opportunity to show them (new recruits) their 'place'. (S)He would suggest, wiered solutions to them and would then fight 'tooth and nail' to prove that (s)he is correct and everyone else needs 'schooling'. (S)He would overlook or completely miss the fact that even (s)he was in the same boat in which new recruits were! (or perhapes our hero/heroin was now trying to be the master of the ship). There were few recruits who would simply overlook our hero's/heroin's comments and keep moving forward and also some, who would get offended but wont say anything. While our fella was having fun, there were few other silent spectators who were watching the ship moving, sometimes some of them would step in and spoil the game for our fella ((s)he felt so bad that gurrrr...) anyway it is very scary and i wont go there, (i am scared !!). While all this was going on the the creator of the ship was mostly unaware of the happening was happliy watching his creation to selling like hot cake. The trick was simple, create a solution, then create tailoi made problems and then sell them as eachother's required half - but sell them seperately. Add so much chemical in thier food that they become addictive. So that they think oh sorry start believing that what in the worl dthey could have done if they were not on that ship??? or if the ship was not there.... anyway thats the merry-go-round of this illusionary world.... Now again, if you are thinking that like any computer program this story is going to reach an exit 0. You might be asking too much from me. In a time cycle these are some very miniscual events which will just pass away in history and whome no one will remember. People will come to think of it as something like natural process (what a pity....). like cereals are the best breakfast, like you gotta have a boyfriend/girlfirend, like if you do not have a car you can not be happy, like if you do not appreciate gay/lesbion you have not evolved, like if you are a girl with small breasts you are a failure, or a guy with old car you are no good. Or hero/heroin was only living what (s)he has learnet from society around him/her, what the salesman had told him/her. It is not important to be a 'scientist' but to very important to be known as one. in short: you gotta have a honey trap !!! So i would like to end this story here, wishing goodluck to our hero/heroin and the new recruits. Keep moving, coz thats what life is. Rajeev Disclaimer: this is an imaginary story, inspired by some true events. Still may not apply to anyone, written for pure fun :) enjoy !! >>>>>>feedback is welcome<<<<<<<
