An exercise in creative writing

Friday, June 6, 2008

It Was A Conundrum

Mike was sitting at his desk coding and listening to an upbeat music. His life has revolved around computers ever since he was a small child, playing around with his father's old Commodore. He has much evolved since than and he was now a top notch programmer in his field.

Mike was completely concentrated with his software when all of a sudden he heard a big blast and a flash of florescent light flashed his eyes. The next time he opened his eyes, a couple of days later, there was no light, no electricity. Almost every thing was either burnt down completely or scorched. The thick smell of the smoke made him sick.

Mike stood up. It was extremely difficult for him and he felt dizzy and weak, but slowly he managed to get up and go to the door. He opened it up and was stricken by the sight he saw. Everything was burnt down to the ground. Every thing that was once alive was now dead. From ashes to ashes, he thought.

He had no idea what had happened a couple of days ago, just after compiling his masterpiece. It was a conundrum to him, or wasn't it...


--Time's up--

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