The Simulator

<p>Plato was floored on the ground dripping with sweat. He was sweating so bad that it completely glued his eyelids together. He could barely open his eyes. He tried to get up but only to disappointment. Elena stood still again noting down something on her pad. Plato raised his hand.
"Yes," said Elena. "What do you require Plato," she asked him. "Did I pass?" he asked her. Elena stopped dotting the dat on her notepad. 
"It is really up to the director,Plato." 
"He ultimately decides if you go up in to the skies or you stay on earth like us mortals," replied Elena. "Ok, but if you were the evaluating officer, then?" he asked her sincerely. "Then I would pass you, your scores are incredible," she said to him. Plato once again tried to get up from the floor again not able to get up from the floor. Elena smiled seeing the antics of Plato. "I did give it my all Doctor," said Plato. 
"Elena," she said, "you can call me Elena." 
"You too can call me Plato," he aid to her. Elena laughed. 
"That is what I have been calling you all this while," she replied.
"Elena," said Plato. "What is the next test?" he asked her. 
"The next test is crucial, you will be put in a simulator. You need to pass that test at all costs. It is the most important test of all," she warned him. 
"What time is the test?" asked Plato, hinting at his tiredness. "Do not worry, you have ample time for that. The test is tomorrow," she said. 
"Thank god," said Plato, "this time being able to stand up." 
"Thank you very much," he said to her. 
"For what?" she asked him. 
"For taking my test," replied Plato. 
"That is my job, Plato, you can thank me if you ask me out and I say yes." 
"Will you say yes?" asked Plato. 
"No," she replied teasing Plato. "That is quite alright, I do have a test to pass," he said to her confidently. Elena smiled once again, "after you are done, if you still want to ask me out, you know where to find me," she said to Plato. 
"Thank you," said Plato. 
"All the best," she replied.
The next day
Plato walked into the chamber where the simulator was placed and stood near the simulator was Romanov. Plato greeted his superior. Romanov greeted him back. "Big day," said Romanov.
"Yes sir," replied Plato. "Are you feeling the pressure kid," asked Romanov trying to test the nerves of Plato. 
"No Sir," said Plato confidently. 
"Well you should be," said Romanov. "There are only 15 people of Privilege with you as you take on this journey. Provided you pass the test," emphasized Romanov. 
"Yes Sir, I will do my best sir," said Plato again trying to his best to stay confident. "Plato," said Romanov as he came closer to him. "Do you know why we chose people of your economic background?" asked Romanov. "Yes sir," said Plato again regaining his confidence. "It is because we can handle the toughest of situations, no matter what," said Plato. 
"No," replied Romanov. "It is because your confidence never overshadows your humility. It is always balanced. And trust me kid, up there in the skies, the only skill needed is this," said Romanov. "And you possess it."
"Posses what sir?" asked Plato sincerely. "You see kid, most people only pray to god in the end, at the end of their life. Nobody prays to god when everything is going on well. Only when there is no hope left, do they get down on their knees and sincerely pray. And god seldom helps them, but you do not need to get down on your knees and pray to god when there is no hope left."
"Why is that sir?" asked Plato. "It is because you were born on your knees and it was god himself who lifted you up." 
Plato looked at Romanov with such as earnest look as though a master was guiding him in life. "And kid," said Romanov, god picked you up so that you never get on your knees again. "Now get on the simulator and ace it, said Romanov. Plato had the brightest look on his face and almost entered the simulator. 
"Sir," he said. Romanov looked back. 
"What is it son?" he asked. "Is there any god up there in the skies, really?" he asked him. Romanov laughed and said, "of course son, there are many." Romanov turned and walked away. Plato walked into the Simulator. Many gods, I sure do hope to meet one not knowing that he would kore than he hoped fior. More terrifying and unforgiving than he would hope for.Plato was floored on the ground dripping with sweat. He was sweating so bad that it completely glued his eyelids together. He could barely open his eyes. He tried to get up but only to disappointment. Elena stood still again noting down something on her pad. Plato raised his hand.
"Yes," said Elena. "What do you require Plato," she asked him. "Did I pass?" he asked her. Elena stopped dotting the dat on her notepad. 
"It is really up to the director,Plato." 
"He ultimately decides if you go up in to the skies or you stay on earth like us mortals," replied Elena. "Ok, but if you were the evaluating officer, then?" he asked her sincerely. "Then I would pass you, your scores are incredible," she said to him. Plato once again tried to get up from the floor again not able to get up from the floor. Elena smiled seeing the antics of Plato. "I did give it my all Doctor," said Plato. 
"Elena," she said, "you can call me Elena." 
"You too can call me Plato," he aid to her. Elena laughed. 
"That is what I have been calling you all this while," she replied.
"Elena," said Plato. "What is the next test?" he asked her. 
"The next test is crucial, you will be put in a simulator. You need to pass that test at all costs. It is the most important test of all," she warned him. 
"What time is the test?" asked Plato, hinting at his tiredness. "Do not worry, you have ample time for that. The test is tomorrow," she said. 
"Thank god," said Plato, "this time being able to stand up." 
"Thank you very much," he said to her. 
"For what?" she asked him. 
"For taking my test," replied Plato. 
"That is my job, Plato, you can thank me if you ask me out and I say yes." 
"Will you say yes?" asked Plato. 
"No," she replied teasing Plato. "That is quite alright, I do have a test to pass," he said to her confidently. Elena smiled once again, "after you are done, if you still want to ask me out, you know where to find me," she said to Plato. 
"Thank you," said Plato. 
"All the best," she replied.
The next day
Plato walked into the chamber where the simulator was placed and stood near the simulator was Romanov. Plato greeted his superior. Romanov greeted him back. "Big day," said Romanov.
"Yes sir," replied Plato. "Are you feeling the pressure kid," asked Romanov trying to test the nerves of Plato. 
"No Sir," said Plato confidently. 
"Well you should be," said Romanov. "There are only 15 people of Privilege with you as you take on this journey. Provided you pass the test," emphasized Romanov. 
"Yes Sir, I will do my best sir," said Plato again trying to his best to stay confident. "Plato," said Romanov as he came closer to him. "Do you know why we chose people of your economic background?" asked Romanov. "Yes sir," said Plato again regaining his confidence. "It is because we can handle the toughest of situations, no matter what," said Plato. 
"No," replied Romanov. "It is because your confidence never overshadows your humility. It is always balanced. And trust me kid, up there in the skies, the only skill needed is this," said Romanov. "And you possess it."
"Posses what sir?" asked Plato sincerely. "You see kid, most people only pray to god in the end, at the end of their life. Nobody prays to god when everything is going on well. Only when there is no hope left, do they get down on their knees and sincerely pray. And god seldom helps them, but you do not need to get down on your knees and pray to god when there is no hope left."
"Why is that sir?" asked Plato. "It is because you were born on your knees and it was god himself who lifted you up." 
Plato looked at Romanov with such as earnest look as though a master was guiding him in life. "And kid," said Romanov, god picked you up so that you never get on your knees again. "Now get on the simulator and ace it, said Romanov. Plato had the brightest look on his face and almost entered the simulator. 
"Sir," he said. Romanov looked back. 
"What is it son?" he asked. "Is there any god up there in the skies, really?" he asked him. Romanov laughed and said, "of course son, there are many." Romanov turned and walked away. Plato walked into the Simulator. Many gods, I sure do hope to meet one not knowing that he would kore than he hoped fior. More terrifying and unforgiving than he would hope for.</p>