The story of a lone activist!

I am lonely.

Everything around me , looks like nothing but an empty space. I am cold and tired of looking for someone, or anyone I know. Where did they all disappear all of a sudden?

Just a while ago I was with my peeps. Loads of them.. we were so jam packed that we had to get away from the shelter. The shelter that had provided us with food , place and means of survival up till now. The shelter where i was born , brought up and taught how to live. The shelter where everything around seemed safe and secure.

But now I have to live alone, find another shelter and bring up a family all on my own. It seems impossible. I am not mature enough to do this or everyone thought so, at least.

I was the ultimate rebel among my people. My siblings were perfect. They listened to almost anything my parents would say. But I couldn't! I was born with this amazing brain or something ( That's how my aunt explained my indifference) that I think and act differently unlike everyone out there. 

Okay, before judging me, let me start by explaining the "culture" of my clan.

As I mentioned earlier , the shelter is my home. Our home. We live there, practically use up all their resources and probably damage a lot of its inside machinery systems whose functions are still a mystery to me. But when it's "time", we abandon them. Just like that. According to my parents it's the growing up stage for us where we need to figure out our lives on our own and stuff like that. But I still don't get the abandoning part of it!

Here comes the creepier part. There is this stage in our childhood ,when all of us were trained to attack, only we didn't know for what because all my life , up till now, I've known no enemies or intruders of any kind.Only now, when the "time" had come, they asked us to use it. For breaking down the strong and durable walls of our shelter home that once protected us from the outside world , just so that we could stage our perfect escape!

I couldn't watch it falling apart. It has so many memories that I can never make again , It has so much history that cannot be forgotten. Why would they do this? Why can't we just stay in without destroying anything? Destroy the thing that made us who we are? Why should we separate from and abandon the people I've known all my life? Where has all the compassion gone?

I am sitting and wondering all this, submerged in absolute darkness. And I am pledging to myself this day , that I will prove to be divergent. I will be the change I want to be and I will make a better tomorrow for all.

That very moment , I saw it. My future home. I could almost see it, the future of a differently modified clan where my children and I will become a part of a huge history that everyone would study about, one day.

We might be evolved to be parasites but I sure am going to do it with some dignity!

# Oh yup! People did study about it but only just a few million decades later!! People whom we call now scientists, or microbiologists!

The above is the story of a bacteriophage which mutated to posses a particular "cll" gene which promotes lysogeny. For non-bio people , it is a virus that has evolved so that it makes sure it does not kill the bacterium that the virus lives and reproduces on. 

Well , there are innumerable ways to explain why mutations happens , i just thought the benevolence and the compassion of the virus towards the bacterium could make it an unique hypothesis =P 

Pathetic! I know , but this how i try to make studying a little interesting at least! ;)

How you ask? if you read this now again, you'l completely understand what I am talking about !