{"id":28,"date":"2014-08-20T09:15:00","date_gmt":"2014-08-20T09:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/2014\/08\/20\/the-matrix-aftermath\/"},"modified":"2014-08-20T09:15:00","modified_gmt":"2014-08-20T09:15:00","slug":"the-matrix-aftermath","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/2014\/08\/20\/the-matrix-aftermath\/","title":{"rendered":"The Matrix-Aftermath"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Day -1: I hate my job. Debugging is such a pain. Wonder who hired such an idiot of a programmer? But somehow this is preferable. I cannot stand going back home where my 3 month pregnant wife is at her crankiest self. But then, my angel of a daughter needs to get her homework done. Oh, and I need to sign her up for summer camp. Hope I remember that. And in a couple of hours, I will drop her off at her soccer practice where I can have my moment of peace.<\/p>\n<div>Day 0: I wake up spluttering out some weird liquid. There is this shooting pain in my back. I find myself all naked and wet, as a guy helps me up. &#8220;You are finally free&#8221;, he said! Free from what? What the hell is happening?<\/div>\n<div>Day 7: As I adjust my life in Zion, it seems my entire life has crashed. My beautiful family gone, I was supposedly serving only as a battery for the machines. My entire existence was a lie till this moment. I just can&#8217;t differentiate reality from imagination.<\/div>\n<div>Day 30: There is no sun, I am sleeping in cold bunkers, helping with menial chores. &nbsp;Most of the people who woke up are still confused. It is not easy adjusting to life here. Morpheus seems like a good man and a strong leader, and I think he will lead mankind to salvation. But I miss my family, my home, my car-my life.<\/div>\n<div>Day 90: I can&#8217;t take it anymore. What use is this life? I was so much better in Utopia, being a battery for the machines. At least I had a life there, I was of some importance, my existence had some meaning. Here, I am just another faceless man in the crowd without any significance. I wish I was never free, I wish I could go back to my previous life, to my wife and daughter. Damn you Neo!!!<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Day -1: I hate my job. Debugging is such a pain. Wonder who hired such an idiot of a programmer? But somehow this is preferable. I cannot stand going back home where my 3 month pregnant wife is at her crankiest self. But then, my angel of a daughter needs to get her homework done. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=28"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=28"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=28"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nilayan.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=28"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}