My Dear Deleted Files !
Computers have entered into our lives.They have gradually become a part of human life.Similarly, they have begun to reflect our life quite often. Look at this story for example.
I kept on backspacing my mother. Backspacing was so vigorous that I didn’t realize when I pressed the delete button. I forgot to copy and paste her into my new folder (my new life) and soon realized that the old folder had been permanently replaced by new files. I didn’t have enough space to put her in my new folder as it was filled with new and exciting files that I could not live without. I was too busy pasting and downloading different documents but missed out the most important document of my life. I always wanted the latest stuffs but forgot that with new downloads viruses come quickly and so it did. Soon my new folder was corrupted and I was in ruins. I had lost all those fake downloads which brought up different types of viruses. Now I know the importance of the old documents; the way they cared for me even when I was careless. Now I understand why did they keep on popping me a question: Do you want to delete this folder permanently? So foolish of me not to understand these hints and now I suffer. I guess suffering is a part in every computer’s life and without suffering you never learn the methods of using it. My life is now a Pentium 1; a computer without any value. I have become a useless computer and now I wait for my end.
And now I remember all my old and dear folders (who were my life lines all those years: my father, my mother, my brothers and sisters. I remember all those people who I betrayed for the sake of some fake files. I love you all from the bottom of my heart and hope that you would forgive me for all the sins I committed.
