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                                                    The   Purpose
                                                     Sparsh   Porwal
                                                      2017A4PS0186P

               He  just  got  promoted,  from  L1  engineer  to  Head  of  Projects.  He  deserved  it,  having  worked
               for  5  years  now,  at  Cleanboot  security.  He  was  the  best  they  got,  a  computer  fanatic  as  his
               type  was  called.  Cyber  security  is  a  field  you  could  excel  at  only  by  knowing  in  what  all  ways
               is  the  network  insecure.  Unless  you  know  all  the  loopholes,  you  can’t  prevent  them. He  did
               too,   giving  him  a  strange  sense  of  penetrability,  for  he  could  hack  any  network  to  gain  as
               much  insight  as  he’d  like.  All  the  people,  firms,  agencies,  organizations  had  enough  about
               themselves   online,   to   feed   his   sense   of   penetrative   authority.

               “Jason!”,   called   out  his  boss  Gideon,  “there  has  been  a  major  malware  attack  at  i-org,  I’d
               need   you   to   accompany   me   to   their   Dallas  server  farm.”  I-org,  an  all-round  software  and
               solutions   firm   had   their   hand   in   almost   any   pillar   of   the   so-called   modern   world   –   be  it
               banking   sector,   industrial  materials,  construction,  and  architecture,  just  name  it  and  they’ll
               have  their  hand  in  it,  for  they  are  the  largest  conglomerate  in  the  world.  “Sure”,  he  replied
               with  the  same  awkward  look  he  had  on  his  face  on  even  a  slightest  effort  of  social  interaction.
               He  just  won’t  be  able  to  look  into  the  eyes  and  talk  to  someone,  or  for  that  matter,  even  talk  to
               someone.  He’d  go  phobic  if  someone  put  a  hand  on  his  shoulder,  or  even  touched  him,  almost
               embarrassing  the  other  for  trying  to  socialize  with  him.  Nobody  could  make  out  what  was  the
               matter   with  him,  it  isn’t  even  possible  though,  to  peek  into  the  mind  of  someone  to  know
               exactly  what  the  other  is  experiencing.  Even  if  someone  shares  each  and  every  detail  of  his
               experience,   still   it   is   not   even   close   to   experiencing   them   yourself.

               Gideon,  owner  of  Cleanboot  security,  took  a  private  jet  to  Dallas,  Jason  with  him.  They  spoke
               almost  nothing  on  the  way  to  Dallas  where  on  the  server  farm  of  i-org,  Jason  found  out  the
               malware   and   with   some   effort   cracked   it.   There   was  no  doubt,  when  looked  from  a  third
               person  point  of  view,  that  the  malware  was  to  be  completely  removed  and  deleted  from  the
               server.   Instead,   Jason   disconnected   the   server   from   the   server   farm   and   changed   the
               administrator  rights  of  the  malware  with  him.  “All  good?”  asked  Gideon  when  Jason  returned
               to  the  farm  manager’s  cabin  where  Gideon  was  sitting  discussing  the  gravity  of  the  attack  this
               time   which   was   huge.   “I’ve   subdued   the   attack   and   dismantled   the   malware   and   for
               monitoring  purposes,  de-linked  the  server  CS30  from  the  network”,  said  Jason.  He  kept  from
               Gideon  that  something  about  the  attack  intrigued  him,  scratched  a  part  of  his  brain  that  asked
               him  not  to  destroy  the  malware  and  keep  it  with  him  instead.  Gideon  was  a  kind  and  honest
               personality.   Someone   whom   you   can   keep   secrets  with  easily.  On  the  flight  back,  Gideon
               thanked  Jason  for  saving  Cleanboot’s  contract  of  service  with  I-org.  He  revealed  to  Jason  that
               he  is  gay.  He  tried  to  talk  things  about  Jason  out  of  him  but  in  vain.  All  the  way  back  he  kept
               digging   into   his   mind   for   what   was   intriguing   him   about   the   malware.

               A  few  days  later  when  Jason  took  a  train  home  from  work,  for  the  first  time  he  noticed  that  a
               peculiar  looking  man  was  staring  at  him  and  as  soon  as  he  caught  his  eye,  the  man  got  down
               at  the  next  station.  This  happened  multiple  times  since  then  and  one  day  Jason  shouted  and
               asked  him  what  he  wanted.  The  train  compartment  was  empty.  The  man  came  to  him  and
               replied,   “My   ransom   ware   program.”   Jason   was   dumbstruck,   his   eyes   wide   open,   with
               trembling  lips  he  was  about  to  speak  when  the  man  continued,  “You  didn’t  want  to  clean  the
               network  did  you?”  Jason  was  speechless,  wondering  how  the  man  knew  all  this.  “That’s  why



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