Man Vs. Machine - A True Story of Kyle

Kyle sat on the porch and watched as the last traces of the orange yellow rays of the sun receded from his lawn. A million neurons fired in his brains and taking the form of racing thoughts – from the meaning of life to what he is going to have for dinner tonight. The evening held a special significance- this will be the final twilight before he takes the big plunge. Much of Kyle's life was spent tucked inside a 2 x 5 cabin in the 39th floor of the Bane & Stein corporations.

Day after day, he spent crafting brilliant codes that ran complex assembly line robots and piloted automatic drones in strife torn parts of the world. Though he loved coding, deep within he knew it was creating a rapidly expanding void that threatened to consume him.   Kyle was never a fan of the abstract, even as a kid he loved the physical, corporeal  realm. From  how his first toys felt like to how blue the sky looked from his backyard.  He had it all jotted down in his memory as fresh as it happened yesterday. What if a code could exist outside of a terminal?  What would a code feel like, what structure will it assume?

Could he make a series of code  to break out of their abstract form into the physical realm. Kyle was aware of the primary flaw in his thinking process, a code was a code because it existed within a terminal, taking it out of it would dismantle its core identity. This didn’t fluster Kyle too much – simply because, he didn't care about identities, all he wanted was to make the code appear in the physical realm.

Kyle had pitched the idea to a lot of people, sadly none of them shared his enthusiasm. Until one day, he got a mysterious call from India.  He could read the country code but the rest of the number was masked. The voice at the other end was muffled and there was steady increase in the static – but he could make out the important part of the message well and clear. “Come to Mumbai on the 17th of next month and we will work together on your project”.  Kyle was confused by the whole encounter, but knew this was a lead he could not afford to ignore. He had been to Mumbai once when he was a kid, but that was 16 yrs ago.  He fired up his Mac and ran a search for flights to Mumbai and hotel reservation in India.

Hotel Booking Online is a tricky feat when it comes to hotels in India, there are a million things that can potentially go wrong. Not that Kyle cared for any of it, he was ready to sleep on the streets of Mumbai if it meant kick starting his project. As he was profiling different hotels to stay, Kyle noticed a strange synchronicity during the search for Online Hotel Reservations in India. The system kept showing hotels that had the word 'Paradise' on them. He dismissed it as a random coincidence. After going through 15 different portals, Kyle decided on a quaint B&B by Juhu beach. It had the perfect view and more importantly, was fairly inconspicuous. He snapped shut his laptop and cooked up some pasta for dinner.

Tomorrow is the big day – he will arrive in Mumbai in another 36 hrs.

Twenty days later...
Kyle  stood in front of the massive glass chamber – all around him there was numerous tiny modules furiously clicking and calculating away. The warehouse looked like a curious fusion of a electrical and mechanical laboratory with a good deal of artifacts that he once saw in a steam punk comic. As Kyle pressed a button, the chamber began glowing brightly and Kyle had to shield his eyes to protect them from the harsh rays. He heard a deafening a explosion which threw him 20 feet away into a wooden shelf.  As he lay still, he started wondering, how would my thoughts look like, what structure will they assume if we could reel them out into the physical word?