There was a kid, pure, innocent kid.
He lived in perfect bliss all the while.
He was perfect, and he didn't worry or care about anything,
rightly so.
But there was a problem.
He had a great affinity for the video games.
He knew of a place, where they had put up hundreds of video games
for the people hungry for entertainment.
That perfect kid once passed through that place.
And thought a lot, whether he should or shouldn't play video game.
After a lot of introspection, he considered it would waste his time a lot,
and would give him useless unrealistic pains. He decided not to play.
He was about to move out of that place, when his desire to play got better off him a bit.
Confident that he was perfect, and would do away with it after playing for a while,
he turned down his earlier call, and went on to have a go at the game.
He went to a person. Asked him about where should he sit and all.
That person took him to a room.
A dark room.
He asked him to stand on a platform. Yes the excitement level rose.
He put the kid's arms on a panel in front. Got a screen flashed on, also provided specs to the boy for 3D vision.
Few rules were announced about the game initially. The other person left the room.
And the game began.
It had the world of its own, the player spawned on the map.
Beautiful it looked. Beauteous lands, sky, everything.
The beginnig was easy and the kid crossed initial levels with ease and joy.
Slowy he developed some kind of interest for the game. The story, though unpredictable,
was very gripping. The character and graphics were so well designed that kid actually felt that he was in a real world.
Even when he knew it, that it wasnt.
He kept playing on and on, at several stages he got badly hit, at other times he went through emotional blows,
but the pleasure he was getting from the game didn't let him take his eyes off it.
He was so much emotionally attached to the other characters, as if they were for real,
that he would shout in anguish if some thing disliked by him happened.
Then came a time in the game when he almost forgot his actual reality, he was busy playing the game, trying to master
every move in the game,
sometimes he'd do great, some times he'd fail and carry on.
He went through a lot of trauma and bewilderment, then at times he also felt a lot of happiness.
The game carried on with missions and its characters.. New characters would come, and the kid's character, and thus the kid,
wud learn to adjust with them or do what he felt best.
No body bothered the kid.. he carried on with this game.. he almost forgot.. what he was.. and that the game is merely a game..
He got very addicted to the waves of pain and pleasure he could feel, every pain would make him run for even more pleasure.. but
everytime he would try harder at some point or the other he'd fail and fall in despair,
which would make him search for more pleasure,
either by completing some mission successfully, or getting bonus points etc, to balance the pain.
After a long long time, the game eventually ended. But the kid had a lot of impressions from it, he couldnt feel to be a complete champion,
for the failures he had faced at several points.. His desires were to become the perfect player of the video game..
For this he entered another similar room.. The game began, but this time world was a bit different, his character had different habits,
and powers so he had to adjust to them now..
Again success and failures followed.. and the thirst to be a perfect player increased.
And the kid changed the room again, and again, and again..
As he was entering another room, he saw a kid coming out of it.. very calm and composed.. The kid of my story asked, "so, how was it?"
"Fine" the other kid replied.
"You look very happy, you have perfected the game it seems."
"Perfected! What are you talking about? In this game we have an infinite number of characters with varying powers, capabilities.
Everytime you would join in, you'd be assinged a newly created character, so there is no point in thinking of perfecting this game.
And by the way. Its just a game, and I found it rather boring. As at every step some mishap would be there, and.."
"So did you win? or what?"
"No I left the game in between, went in the observer mode, and just enjoyed the scenary, and praised the game developer for
such a great and detailed AI, graphics, etc? And the storyline was such, that it would seem to relate every new character that would join in."
"You mean to say, there was some mode like observer.?"
"Yes it is there.. Might be you got too involved in the game and missed that option. But I was already bored, so Went for that option."
"Thanks brother!"
"Thanks for what?"
"I almost forgot that I had to reach my place in time. This was merely a game, I nearly forgot that. Thank you so much" kid of my story said with
a sigh of relief..
Looks like you got the point. And still if you couldn't that kid was none but the soul that you are, and the video game is the world. If you
could understand why you got so involved in it. :-)
