The Success

There was a deep, dense, vast, and damp and a mysterious forest. There were all types Creepy-Crawlies like snakes, pythons and a huge amount of all kinds of insects varying from small to big and venomous to non-venomous. It also had a large amount of flora. The flora was rich in number. Per hector it contained fifty species of trees, 100 species of insects and 20 species of fauna. The forest had a river running through it. The river was as calm as the moon. It had fresh and cold water. The water as neat and clear as a glass could be. The land was damp, fertile and rich in amounts of different types of minerals. It was covered with lush green grass. Soon it turned night and the crickets, frogs etc were activated. All kinds of strange voices of GOD filled the night. It was dark all around. The cold breeze touched the leaves of trees making some sound. It seemed they were whispering something to each other. The fragrance of the flowers spread across the forest.

            After approximately four hours it started snowing. The crisp snow touched a little boy’s right eye. He was sleeping outside his hut bed made of ropes and wood. He woke up, removed his shawl, folded it and sat on the bed looking all around with his wide eyes. The weather was filled was freezing so he fetched a sweater as it was winter. It was dawn and the time was approximate 6:00AM. He widened his eyes more wide by the help of his finger (one finger above the eyelid and a thumb under it) and a thumb to see the scene more clearly and efficiently as he was half asleep in his sweet dreams but rudely interrupted by the snow. He saw the sun ray falling into the river and it turned red. It gleamed and shone making some gurgling sound when flowing. He went near the river and saw his reflection too red. The fool ran and brought out a mirror but for bringing it he made everybody wake up and disturbed their sleep and finally he brought a mirror. He saw that his face was totally perfect, than only he calmed down. But he thought that something is wrong with the river! He sat at the river bank watching the birds flying out of their nests. He stood up from his place ran round climbed the tree and jumped down again and sat down on the forest floor because of his wild thoughts. After a blink of an eye he was found lying 180° on the lush, green and soft grass and he rolled a bit on left and then a bit on right until a proto dog came near him. He got up and rounded it up by his gentle and polite arms.

            His mother was stereo-typed but his father was open-minded. The little one was totally a different person. He stayed in his own world which is computers and nature. This tale has taken place in mid 19^th century and in the heart of Asia. This small family stayed in a village, so the electricity was a problem.

            He had a desktop computer. His configuration was the latest at that time and had a high speed internet connection. He played tricks on the computers like desktop Earthquake. From when he was introduced to the computers he showed a great interest. Eventually, he started liking hacking as it was a very good skill to learn. It is full of dangers but at the same time it is very useful. He started learning what is ethical and what is unethical hacking. (The base)

            He never went to school but learned everything on his own through his experience and his talent. But the main thing is the amount of interest in the subject. If interest is there: hard work, quality works etc will come out.

            There was a temple in the village and it was of lord Hanuman. Every Saturdays of the month temple will be full of the villagers but that little one will always remain in his own world. He is least bothered about the rest of the world. “His work is his worship” Villagers say he is an atheist, some say he is a sinner and some say a demon, but who cares, he always remains in his world. His father supports him but his mother is a bit fussy about these things and keeps on telling the boy (torturing him) that do this and do that. He would stand like a model when his mother is giving him the boring lectures and then pass away carrying an expression that he didn’t heard anything.

            He grew up and proved to be a black hat hacker, a certified or professional hacker. Un the village once a Cyber-Crime was committed. The data was lost from the hard disk. (Metadata) The blame transferred the atheistic, hardworking man. He and his parents were really upset but deep within their hearts they believed son will not do such an unethical job.

            Now that one took the help of white hat hacker. He gave his own data secretly. His computer was searched but no file indicated that he any computer.

            ‘After all he was proved a professional black hat hacker and not a cyber criminal.’ He helped white hat hacker to detect the real hacker and was successful. He was promoted to white hat hacker and awarded $ One Million for creating a secret security catalog which helped white hackers to catch cyber criminals until a year.

            Is it so that we need to go to a temple; (or a specific area) and sit in a specific position and pray to GOD? Is GOD only present in the temple?  How can GOD be obtained, by going and banging our head in the temples only? “I think we all need to go out of our little box and explore new possibilities.”