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The phone rang. He knew this call could make or break the funding for his dream project. "Prof. Epsilon here. Yes, I’m
glad you had time to call . Oh, you have just 2 minutes. No problem. Dumb down? No
problem. To summarize, this is a path breaking project where we integrate
genetics, neuroscience, psychoanalysis, math, programming, etc to predict a
person’s actions by simulating a desired chain of events. Or inversely, find
out how probable a person is to take a particular course of action when exposed to a
certain situation."
"How, you ask? Well, what we do is create a virtual clone. No, no, not a physical one, one that exists in a computer's memory. Let's just say 'that thing' thinks and acts like the person who has provided samples. Yes, we do a lot of tests on the person- physical and mental , how they react to scenarios, whole lot of things really.So we integrate the physical and mental part to create to a clone that is closest to the subject in thought and action. Then we ask it series of questions to get to know what the subject would behave like in the required scenario. What's that - you're asking how to talk to this clone thing if it does not exist?"The prof distanced himself from the phone and mouthed 'moron'.
He got back again and continued. "See, by talking, I mean through code. We input the scenario to be analyzed using code and prompt the virtual clone to respond. We simulate the whole scene, only virtually. How do I know if that is right, you ask? Oh, of course we use iteration and there is our friend, probability. We are working to be at a 95% confidence level.Alter altering the scenarios a bit, simulate again for 'n' iterations. We then change the state of mind before the event, through various shades of gray. Do the iterations again. By the end of the session, we can plot the most probable course of action with x % of confidence."
"What's the use, you ask? Well, this can be used in a variety of cases, like in courtrooms
to simulate the probability of person committing a crime, in interrogations;
you can even potentially use it during elections to choose the best candidate.
Yeah, forget politics. We are still in a developing phase and we are still
looking at various avenues. We have a team of brilliant PhD students working on
this. Yes, preliminary tests are done and the results are very encouraging. No,
we’ve not done beta testing yet. Waiting for clearance. I agree, it’s a
long process, but look at the potential results. I know, but I don’t see how that can stop us from".. click.
Chapter V: Flight
Prof:Why?
Me:Last week, my faucet started leaking. I took some tools
and fixed it. It worked better than cribbing about the plumber that did not
show up or writing a blog about the misery.
Prof:What?
Me:I explained the best i could in the email I'd sent
2 months before..
2 months before..
Chapter I: I think I
just died
Me:Always wanted to know
if you didn’t exist or didn’t care. Now I
know which
God: (silent)
Me: Was it intended
this way? Or did it get wired wrong, maybe
God:You remember taking the
GRE test?
Me:What are you even
talking abo…?
God:What happens when you
answer a question right?
Me:The next question gets
tougher.
God:Why that extra effort
to make things harder for yourself?
Me:Duh, you write for the
scores after the test and not for having a nice time during it.
God:Precisely. You are
challenged to stretch your limits. And there comes a point where you can
stretch no more. Finally you’re graded on how tough the questions got.
Me:Boring stuff mate. Do
you happen to have a point?
God:I’m saying each
person’s situation is different and they are all graded differently. It makes
no sense to compare. You crib about results when you haven’t gotten any.
Me:Okay, now what is the
point of a getting this frigging score after I am done? Are you going to gift
me this golden opportunity to sit here in heaven and sing your praises for
eternity? Not interested mate. I want people to reap what they sow, on earth,
when it really matters.
God:Again, you are
complaining about the hard time during the test. The end is really the
beginning.
Me:An afterlife, eh? Are you
telling me you’re gonna fry the wicked and leave the rest alone? So, that’s the
reward for going through hell: to avoid hell. Why do you do these anyways?
Eventually you just make everyone suffer.
God:I gave y’all a gift.
And you ruined them it. You used it against each other. You made your lives
miserable, not me.
Me:Hey talk like a God!
Whatever were you doing when everything went wrong? When you can
create, I’m sure you can control. You really just want to experiment, don’t
you? Just to get a chance to sit up there and judge who was right and who was
wrong. Gives you that awesome feeling of authority on judgment day, eh? Now how
good are you? Aren’t you the biggest sadist of them all? Don’t you deserve hell
too?
Chapter II: Karma
God:Have you heard of karma
Me:there you go
if ‘logic==true’
then ‘explain’
else ‘karma’;
God:You won’t understand.
Me:Oh, try me. I really
wanna know the darn logic behind carrying over these sins to the next life. Now
don’t bring in the ‘soul’ concept. It doesn’t help. Not when I don’t even know
who the hell I was in my last birth. You mentioned GRE, didn’t you? It’s like
basing my question on how the earlier question was answered by someone else.
God:Okay, I’ll attempt a
very rudimentary explanation. We both seem to agree is bad to hurt someone.
Me:At least I do
God:How bad is hurting
oneself? How bad is it when the one you know the only one getting affected is
you and you alone?
Me:I guess that’s personal
discretion.
God:Ok. That is what is
happening here. I hurt a part of myself and I am fine with it.
Me:Oh cool, now you’re
saying I am you?
God: No, I am saying you’re
part of me.
Me: Nope, won’t work. As
long as I’m the one facing the music, it doesn’t matter if you say the sins are
carried forward from earlier lives. Or if you say, you’re part of me; you get
screwed while I have fun. Is that how you convince yourself too? Now please
give me a good damned reasonable explanation.
God:(shrugs) This is all I
know.
Me:Seriously,you're
really God? I mean..
?:Terminate!
The Professor stormed
into the room.
Chapter III: The Project
Prof:What are you two up to?
I was there, but I
wasn’t.I still had horripilation and was incapacitated of conversation. My
labmate took over.
L’mate:We.. he, well.. he
altered some code.. we simulated his death, but pushed the virtual clone
termination script farther down..I was chatting with his virtual dead clone
basically.. just to see what he has to say after dying…
And my labmate was playing God, just for grins, I thought.
And my labmate was playing God, just for grins, I thought.
Prof: Does this look like a
joke to you? Look, the mapping and samples from you two are only for serious
and secret beta testing before we get to do tests on subjects. And nothing
without my Goddamn approval.
I laughed when he said
‘goddamn’. He glared.
Prof:Did you make changes
to the abstract?
L’mate: Yes Dr. Epsy. Here’s a
copy.
Prof:Did I not tell you
italicize this? And this part should in font size 12. What is wrong with
y’all? Guys, this is a big project. As
such, we’ll run into a whole lot of trouble before it’s launched.I want my
dream project launched before my tenure is over. Is that understood? This is
not the time to be playing with code.
His cell phone buzzed.
Epsilon here. Yes, I’m
glad you had time. Oh, you have just 2 minutes. No problem. Dumb down? No
problem...... (refer above if you want to read that crap again!) ....I agree, it’s a
long process, but look at the potential results. I know, but I don’t that that
can stop us from.. click.
Snowflakes are unique
too; nobody makes a fuss about that! He muttered as he walked away.
Chapter IV: Pep talk
Me:(laughing hard) GRE?
really? That was pathetic, I mean, you were playing God mate.
L’mate:I did come up with
alternate hypotheses.
Me:(shaking head) You
disappoint me. For some reason I thought you had some grey stuff.
L’mate:Ha! at least I have a
stable head. You’ll head to Psychoville in 5 years tops.
Me:Nah, one more under
Epsy and I will be a perm resident there.
L’mate:Man, you didn’t even
care if you are in heaven or hell. Didn’t ask what was happen to you. You just
started a tiff with the Dude. Are you ‘that’ messed up in the head?
Me:Oh God, what I have I
become (fake terror)
L’mate:bald, maybe? Now, look
mate, this is a bit awkward. But I know you ain’t happy. I mean, you laugh,
joke, act cool and stuff. But you have a calling; I don’t know whatever that
is. But, you have you have to make a choice, you cannot live like this, either
go after what you really want or be happy with what you do. Do not try to drag
the two mutually exclusive circles closer and try live in the intersection.
It’s bound to snap.
Me:You’re right. That was
awkward!
L’mate:Why did I even
bother
2 months later..
Chapter V: Flight (?) (continued):
Prof(chuckling):Enough with this 'You have a calling' story. What more do you want?
You have everything! You are part of a big project, earn decent and after a
couple of years, when you graduate you will earn the big bucks. You are
good at coding and you can’t write those unless you are involved. It’s does not look like
you are distracted. All I say is don’t take a hasty decision. This kind of
turning back and starting again works only in movies and novels. You will not get back the same
life if you realize if this ‘new start’ does not work and decide to come back. From your own faucet reference, you don’t know plumbing and could’ve easily made
that leak into a flood.
Me: I will need to time to
make up my mind, professor.
Prof: Good. Use the brain to
think, not the damned heart. What you do best should be your profession, what
you love to do should be a hobby. See, I have jotted down a list of questions,
just answer them truthfully and you’ll be clear.
I walked out, more
confused than ever, paper clutched in my hand.
to be concluded...
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