Jeez , why didn't I think of this? or did I ?

The buzzer has sensors installed, making sure I get off my bed. Its 2030, the world has gotten smarter, and people lazier. Sleeping is nevertheless ,therapeutic!

Exact 8 am and my robot, knocks at the door, waits for my permission and gets the bed coffee and breakfast, but also makes sure, that I brush my teeth, before any of this. I get into the bathroom and the censors detect my presence and the automated brush, the moment I put it in my mouth, makes sure,  fights with all the germs in there!!

Subsequently, whilst I am done bathing in my musical shower, for exact 15 minutes, the shower turns off! I come out, thinking... Err... I need not think, I have loads of options to choose from. Alas! The suitable dress is not in my virtual wardrobe, I need to buy it.  I take a look in the mirror, and on the sides I find the site eBay, which has all the shoes, bags, dresses, suits, cosmetics of this universe. I select one and try it virtually, I find my reflection in the mirror wearing it. Nah! The color isn’t going well with my skin tone, wait a sec, I need not change the color of my dress, I  go in the cosmetics section and select “air brushing”  And then I select the apply option through the motion sensor. Tada!! I am good to go!

Yep! This one's much better! 

 As I take a sip of coffee and have the low calorie breakfast, the robot reads me the news headlines. Selecting the car according to my outfit is my favorite task, I check in eBay, since it is a yearly contract of selecting among a number of cars, my favorite is a vintage car! It takes me directly to my office, only after I say aloud office!

It might be 2030, yet vintage is appealing!

Even in the office, the manual work is negligible, we just need to enter certain codes, and get the work done. Robots are our slaves, until they over power us and make us their slaves!

Office hours are over, and I need a break, I think of shopping but for that, now I don’t need to roam around, browse the malls, so its no more that fun. So I feel like taking that ride in a theme park! So I select my favorite theme park, for entertainment, buy its tickets, from eBay just in a swipe and then reach there in fraction of seconds.

It is strange to be known so universally and yet to be so lonely.

-         Albert Einstein

After getting back, I am hungry, for dinner, I decide to eat something homely; I log into eBay and order my favorite, home cooked rajma and rice. And within minutes, it is on my table!

The day is over, everything has become mechanical, still the body and moreover the soul needs some rest. As I lay on my bed, I wonder - World has connected to the extent that it has become smaller, paradoxically, created more distance between people. Robots have made us their replica. No one is ready to share their love and care for anyone. However advanced we get, we still have that longing, perhaps no shop in the world can sell it. And probably no one can buy it. Because it is something which is from heart to heart, and requires indulgence.

Everything that can be counted does not necessarily count; everything that counts cannot necessarily be counted. 

-         Albert Einstein

From morning cup of coffee to the evening dessert, I wish I still had my grand ma and mom around, to pour that coffee into my cup, with lots of love or serve that plate with scrumptious dinner; the taste in their hands cannot be compared with any emotionless machine. Maybe I can buy a number of things from EBay but not the human touch!

It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity 
                    -         Albert Einstein

The robot can forcefully wake me up in the morning but can never grant me those few extra minutes of sweet sleep! I can buy clothes and accessories according to the requirement, but cannot satisfy my inner thirst, everyone in this planet and now since scientists have researched, even on Mars, the aliens long for emotions. Maybe I was happy one and a half decade ago, when our lives were somewhat dependent on gadgets and we could shop from home, get everything in a couple of days, but still had those feelings of love, friendship and fondness!

He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed. 

-         Albert Einstein

Love seems to lose its identity. And maybe, tomorrow when my buzzer starts off, I can feel my mom’s hand on my forehead, saying- "sleep for a few more minutes, you have a tiring day ahead." I think even that low calorie and extra nutritious cereal, ordered online, doesn’t give me the energy which I get with those words!

I wish there was a buzzer indicating the loss human race is going through. Maybe even Einstein is mocking on us and saying “Jeez why didn’t I think of this” 
In fact he did!

I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones. 

-         Albert Einstein

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A whiff here and there!

Yes! There is a void, within, which needs to be filled. Maybe it’s the state just before you grab hold of what you always wanted to. Going through such a phase is excruciating. It makes everything around you gray! You try to overcome it but it requires endurance to fill up that vacuum. It might also be a sign that something great is going to happen very soon. It is like that phase when it is going to drizzle, and creates an uncomfortable environment, because it hasn’t rained for long. As if, the earth is calling out to the clouds to start pouring. Because once it starts to rain, it will quench the thirst of many. Moreover, there is something extraordinary in the winds, which carries the smell of the earth, the messages of the loved and estranged ones, also the hidden fondness of enemies.

Feeling the rain and loving it!

Though, I love the feel of the winds as it is, but it also takes me to  simpler times, when only scoring good and playing around was foremost. Getting back from school, having lunch, relaxing for some time and then playing outside in the evenings was a tradition. As a child I used to love the monsoon and playing in the rain. Usually when it started to rain in the evenings, the power used to cut off, the thunder and lightning made me so thrilled that I used to run around in the house with delight that it’s going to turn spooky very soon. Mum used to shut me up and light up the candles, and my favorite pastime was putting my finger across the flame and flaunting to my brother that even I can do it. We used to play with shadows, and scare each other. And the moment when power went on, we used to dash around to blow off the candles and sing lame songs. I used to love the smell of the wax when the candle was blown off, it gave me a feeling of celebration, like after we cut the cake.

The smell of the wick-amazing!

“A good fragrance is really a powerful cocktail of memories and emotion.” 

- Jeffrey Stepakoff, The Orchard

There are certain other nostalgic smells which revive feelings associated with the bygone era. Like the smell of the balm, my granny applies it sometimes and instantly I recall my grandpa, I used to rub it on his forehead every now and then when he had a hectic day, only I was allowed to apply it, because my grandpa said that there was some magic in my hands which helped his pain to subside. And bonus, sometimes I also used to get my favorite chocolate in return. Greedy me!

Grandpa and grand daughter time- a bond so strong!
I miss him!

  The other day, my granny caught hold of me and maybe after years she was oiling my hair with the coconut oil, its aroma transported me to the days when it was almost a daily thing to oil hair, my mom used to massage my head with oil, and then neatly tie up my hair in pig tails. I think there was more to it. It wasn’t about simply putting oil in the head but it was love and affection. Nowadays showing love has a different meaning, but we should try to convey our feelings through such deeds, it has a delight of its own.

Since I have started earning, whenever I start counting my money I usually take a whiff here and there of the currency notes, it also reminds me that , how on Rakshabandhan I used to get lots of currency notes, and the first thing I used to do was smell it. My mum used to scold me saying that don’t whiff like some animal, and go and keep it safely. At that time I never understood the significance of money but, naively loved its smell. And now who doesn’t love its odor, but only because of its worth!

That day when my book got delivered at home, I was opening it and unknowingly I smelled its outer cover, which reminded me of the school days, when we used to get all our books and notebooks covered with plastic sheets, I simply loved the smell, in fact during school hours I used open up my bag again and again to take a whiff of it.

Sometimes remembering these little things fill my heart with joy, and jam the empty space with beautiful memories, what is life without such happy moments, recalling them is just like reliving them.

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