It was a fateful
warranty support day. The code was out in the production. All seemed to be
under control. There was a lone developer from LASR infantry on patrol. He
observed that there was some movement in small group of rebel militia. Soon he
found that the activity was targeted towards him. He was not afraid; he was a
warrior. He took his post and waited for the enemy's attack calmly. The first
battalion of System Testing testers surrounded him and attacked him. He was
used to the kind of warfare these insurgents used and quickly defeated them.
However, it was just a battle won, the actual war has just begun. One of the
wounded System Testing testers
quickly sent a SOS radio to its commanders. They promptly responded to the
distress call by their subordinate and sent an entire regiment of ruthless User
Acceptance Testers. The mighty developer who was just finished with one battle
had found himself under attack from an entire regiment of tester. He was
surrounded from all corners. However, hired guns are no match to a true
warrior. He would not fall, nor will he pull back, he will fight till the end.
The enemy commanders sensed this and understood that this post won't be won by
mere force. Though they sent more and more troops but they understood that there
is a need for a new tactic to end this war in their favor. They sat down and
planned. They sent this plan to the Requirements team,
a separate autonomous governing body made up of profit seeking
business houses, and told them to persuade the development team to pull off its
resistance. To the delight of conspirators, development team agreed to soften
its stand. They agreed for the sake of diplomacy. However, the
development team did not know that the
enemy commanders did not want peace they wanted revenge. A defect was opened by
the enemy. It was the only weapon that could possibly kill a developer. They
armed the defect with as much ammunition as they could muster and fired it on
him.
Oh, that was a
scene. His fall was as glorious as his fight. He knew that he will not live
after this defect hits the ground;
still he was as calm as if there was no crisis. The expression on his face was
indifferent to what was about to come. This simply made a mockery of the enemy
efforts. The enemy wanted to see pain while they get their revenge. But some
things just don't exist and to pursue them only causes pain to one. As
is the desire to see pain on a true warrior developer's face. He took the hit.
The blast killed all the low life insurgents he had been fighting with and badly
injured the developer. However, he did not die. It seems that fate did not
write his death by the hands of testers. In course of time the age of warranty
support was over and so was the war. The enemy was defected, shattered,
disoriented and dormant. Victory was no
more their target; they had lost too bad to even think of a victory. They just
needed revenge. They again relied on diplomacy to do the Job. They also had to
blame someone for the loss in war. They made a small team and hand-picked some
of the nice testers, who though born as tester had heart and mind. They
crucified them and created an example amongst their followers. The developer
lost some of his close allies, friends and spies he placed in this mad
shootout. This was a diplomatic way to show the client that the same exercise
needs to be followed by the development team. The after war development team
was a new team as one of the most glorious leader of the team had retired.
There was a fresh leadership. This young prince was not as mature as the one
preceding him. He wanted to do good things for the team but did not understand
as well as his previous leader did. He followed the queue. The bait placed by
enemy was taken. He made a small committee of either new commanders or
incompetent commanders to judge the war. These were not the right people for
the job. They just wanted to complete the job rather than doing the actual root
cause analysis. This committee blamed the hero warrior whom they should have
hailed, adorned with medals and written songs about. It broke his heart. The
warrior who single handedly took an entire User Acceptance Test regiment and
survived the blast from the direct hit of a severity one defect in the most
difficult phases of the war, died of a heart attack caused by a false
accusation and incompetent bureaucracy.
It rained heavily
that day. They say that even God cried on his demise. The legend is that God
asked him if he wants to go back again and do things right. He said no. He had
no one to return for. His own people were no more his own.
And, the prophecy is that,
"The one who is
sleeps shall come back and free these lands from the shackles of undeserving
souls".
