[UI] Supervisor: Just answer the question, Please. Here who you are or what kind of question I ask doesn’t matter. What matter is how you you answer me.
V: Okay,…………..I first pretend that I am sleeping and then sleep just comes and find me I guess. (He answered by adjusting his translator)
[UI] Supervisor: So, first you pretend and the real thing happens.
V: Yes, I never thought about how I sleep before, but that is how most thing happens in my planet. May be for everything we just pretend at first, then time passes and we become what we believe. We make mistakes and learn, for us we are the living experiments. That just proves that we are human after all.
[UI] Supervisor: Your race…is too emotional, confused and short lived. You can not be a part of the galactic congress yet.You don’t need to come here, we will find you when you reach our level. Now please leave our station peacefully and respectfully.
V: You can just tell me what is your requirements at least.
[UI] Supervisor: We want people that can do what it takes. Your whole race is not worthy to be a part of us but part of your race is. Give us 2 continents of your planet to build our embassy and then we will consider. Now your planet is pretty crowded and an worldwide earthquake happened recently, how will you give us what we want with that situation of yours? We also know you don’t even have the first level of Terra-forming other planets to move those people.
V: Oh…I will find a way.
CHAPTER 1: ASHIQUE
From 15 October, 2090
“ No teacher ever asked me if I have any troubles and really meant it. People need guidelines to live in this world, but nobody is here to give it to me out of a good will. Everyone suffers and I have to suffer with them. May be its because there are so many people and the wrong thing is, I just don’t like competitions.” -Ashique often came outside to walk in the evening on sidewalks or sometimes in different alleys, Such habit might have started from his intermediate years, he felt freedom with that habit. It seemed that all of his bad memories left him when he was walking freely like that without any sense of this world. Sometimes a mild cold air flew on his spine that gave him a little goosebumps and it felt really pleasurable to him. During a good walk the reality seemed to be absent, his current life disappeared in a way and became a fantasy for some peaceful moments. He was in a process on forgetting that all of this fantasies were his mind’s contraction and his real life could not be equal to any of his unequal fantasies. Too bad fantasies are not real, in this reality he had to be hidden under the bed or behind a door in his childhood everyday for not to be beaten breathless by his sick mother.
In this evening the sky of this city had no more stars to be seen, only cities artificial energy lights were glowing. Curiously, there were only few people outside, everybody seemed to be suffering from high depression and it was showing on their faces. Ashique started to think with his own depression, “I want to be more but something inside me always holds me back. There was nothing with real value to gain from this world, everything seemed to be based on people’s basic human needs. More thoughts came to him like a sharp knife, “Why anybody does anything? For next generation? A comfortable life or just for somebody they think they love?” He further thought, “people do nothing without reason this days and reason can always be gone at any point of time. So why do anything at all?”
On that moment, he was entering a dark alley and there was somebody behind him who pushed him, as a result he fell. He tried to get up but then there was two of them, holding him down. One from the right got his gadget watch and the one from the left was checking him thoroughly, mainly his pockets for any other things. Mr. Left found his gadget glass (future of android phone).
Ashique couldn’t talk, may be it was his fear or his pride that was preventing him to talk or even to cry. He thought, “Society is still abusing him after all this years.” He closed his eyes and escaped to a fantasy to forget what was happening; a fantasy where he was wining, a fantasy where everything was very likely fair and not everything was for money or other believed valuable things, a fantasy where he was an absolute truth.
Nonetheless, they left him on that wet ground, he got up and got out of that alley. Such redeemable thoughts came into his mind, as- “What should i do now? Should i go to the police? But i didn’t even saw their faces.”
On those days police were siting here and there, even there were police robots but not in front of a dark alley! how surprising was that. The rain began to fall after some time. He thought, “Whats the point of getting on a dry place anyway, I am already wet.” He was walking towards his hostel, he realized he needed to take a bath or something. On every of his step he was regretting on coming out of his room that day, then he muttered, “I need to buy another gadget glass now.”
One hovering craft stopped right above him, “Will you need a lift Ashique?”- Someone from the craft asked him with a male voice. Ashique replied with a question,” Do I know you?”
“Don’t you remember me? I am from your class.”- The male boy took a little breathe and continued his conversation, “Just get in, I am lowering my craft.” The hovering of that craft stopped right next to him on a standstill.
“Oh, you are shiron. I couldn’t see you from from down here.”- Ashique insisted.
“Come on get in.”- Shiron again offered.” I live five buildings ahead and also I am wet.”- Ashik nodded.
“Don’t worry about that, we can go for a ride and just talk.”
Ashique thought,” may be it would be a better idea.”- It may also cure him of the thought of getting mugged.
Shiron lifted the craft with Ashique and started hovering forward with a better speed. It wasn’t that long when people used to drive with cars, now everything became so easy with hovering crafts. Its not like accidents does not happen, its just people could go anywhere on any moment then very easily. Ashique was looking at Shiron, he seemed to be excited about everything, even when he asked that stupid question, “Aren’t you excited Ashique?” Ashique wondered,”For what?”
“For getting our supreme leader to the galactic congress, off course, we are now a bigger part of this universe. Even for a third country like us, this is a proud moment.”- And he finally stopped for a breath. Ashique couldn’t help himself in the conversation between them, he just could not get it out of his mind that he had been mugged “What if i was a girl, those man could have raped me or something…”
“so Ashique what do you think.”- Shiron was expecting an answer that involves society above earth. Ashique replied without thinking, “I was mugged before you came.”
“What! Why didn’t you say so, do you want to go the police?” The conversation between them reached to a peaceful conclusion where Ashique didn’t go to the police.
After 2 hours of driving, Shiron said goodbye to Ashique in front of his hostel. Ashique used the capsule lift and returned to his lonely single bedroom. This was his life, a student’s life, a life where he understood the real form of life, “Everything is fake”- he thought. He could not get out of this life, he was struck with it; He was struck with his parents and society. From when he was born, his life wasn’t his. Everything that was or had been , was decided. His father told him to do something and he had to do it without question like a brainwashed person. When he tried to lead life for himself, it didn’t work out.
Moreover, he needed to accept his life as it was. He forgot about taking a bath or changing his clothes that was no longer wet. “I need to sleep, i need to escape to a unconscious fantasy”- that was what he said to himself before he fell sleep with an end pod cast, “This reality, is this real?”
He woke up in the midnight, went to the bathroom and returned to the bed. However he could no longer sleep. He realized the room was way to hot, so he opened his east-side window. It was like the stars had fallen from the night sky and they were living inside buildings, every part of buildings had very shiny lights that no one can ignore without noticing. “How lonely people are now a days.”— he thought by looking ouside. In front of his window there was a rainbow colored building, a girl came out on her veranda which was parallel to his window on the 4th floor. She sat on her rocking-chair, “isn’t she a teenager?” She was looking at her gadget glass. “May be it is the time for me to get a girlfriend, and how about her.”- Some how Ashique felt excitement after that remark. He thought, “may be I should get her attention” and he got an idea. Hence he tried his room light on and off. She was looking at him. Ashique could not see her face clearly but he understood what was going on there. The girl got up and just left, may she thought he was a creep. “May be it is not the people who are lonely, may be it’s only me.”- he understood, “May be i should just die.”
In the dark he started hitting his head against the wall, he was bleeding with emotions, the emotion of devastation and rage. “ I should not have been born in this world, this world is not for me, this world is pain, this world should end.”- he came to the ultimate realization.
“Was there anyone who really gave any kindness to me? Yes, today there was Shiron, but where there is only 1 kindness on 100 actions, that one does not count. And I am human, if I get any chance to end this world I will take it, no matter what happens to me, I will end this misery. There will be no more chaos or fake orders, there will be no more wars or fake peace; I will end everything and everyone and that will be the true peace. A girl’s pride will not be there to hurt me because I will no longer have such attractions, such fake emotions.”— Ashique was crying, he could no longer hold his tears. “ I no longer like anyone who have any kind of power over me, even those who are beautiful and they are offering their beauty to me unconsciously for me to feel all those feelings, because they will always hurt me consciously or unconsciously, they will always show their powers because they are also human.”
He remembered, yesterday a whole building was crashed by a meteorite. “It should have been this building with him.”- he regretted, “May be everything is that supreme-leader’s fault. He calls himself V, for peace or for victory or for something else? There are people of great intellect who are suppose to advise him. What advise, others are mugging him in this day and age. May be a whole world is too big for him and his advisers, to advise upon. Becoming a part of galactic congress, what is that suppose to do? If there is a real threat to this galactic unity, nothing in this expanding universe can stop it.”
It was then when he felt very different, like everything had stopped even time and there was some kind of ultimate silence. Suddenly there was no more silence. Everything started to shake, things on his reading table beside his bed started to jump then fall. Consequently, his head was spinning like he had lost his balance and senses. He couldn't even think straight because of all the unbalance, "What is happening?"- He was feeling very uncomfortable, the bed started to jump on the air with him. Hence he was hearing screams and destruction and it was trouble for him even to breathe, he realized it was an earthquake."What should he do?"-he got down from the bed but he couldn't stand up straight. He went towards the door but couldn't open it as it was struck. He tried and tried, after that he started kicking on the door. Then it was going to happen, a big part of the solid selling with cement and rod was going to fall on his head. He tried to protect himself with his hands while getting between the steel bed and the wall. Many buildings of that area started to collapse from then on.
He was conscious, "Am i going to die?"- he questioned and was remembering everything that happened to him and nothing was that good that could give him a glimpse of happiness, not any of his memories with his family or any of his friends. He tried to move his severely damaged head just to acknowledge what happened to his body. Several rods pierced his chest, everything under his stomach was crushed as well as his both hands and shoulders, so he couldn't do any more movements. His confused mind was also bleeding like his body internally and externally."Yes I am going to die."- he assured himself fearlessly. "What can I do in this last moment of my life? Nothing! like I did in my whole life."-The blood was getting in his eyes, Some moments later he couldn't see anything any more. He started to lose himself, slowly he was fading away. His whole building was shaking more rapidly, it was soon to be collapsed and become a pile of dust. " May be somebody will find me, but does it matter? We all die, what if I die today in stead of 40 years later. Will it change anything, will his EXISTENCE become anything more than just a junk of meat and blood?" Suddenly he was feeling cold, "may be it is what death feels like"- he remarked to himself. "May be there is a heaven and I am going there."- he tried to laugh.
"Stay patient, don't die yet."- Ashique sensed an unknown voice, "sorry for selecting you as a donor." " I am draw, you are hearing me because I am merging with you, soon we will be one and there will be no more us but someone new and pure; he will be our wills, our wishes and our dreams all together."- Ashique could no longer hold on and it was not like he was listening either, he let himself go to the unknown by releasing his last breath.
“ No teacher ever asked me if I have any troubles and really meant it. People need guidelines to live in this world, but nobody is here to give it to me out of a good will. Everyone suffers and I have to suffer with them. May be its because there are so many people and the wrong thing is, I just don’t like competitions.” -Ashique often came outside to walk in the evening on sidewalks or sometimes in different alleys, Such habit might have started from his intermediate years, he felt freedom with that habit. It seemed that all of his bad memories left him when he was walking freely like that without any sense of this world. Sometimes a mild cold air flew on his spine that gave him a little goosebumps and it felt really pleasurable to him. During a good walk the reality seemed to be absent, his current life disappeared in a way and became a fantasy for some peaceful moments. He was in a process on forgetting that all of this fantasies were his mind’s contraction and his real life could not be equal to any of his unequal fantasies. Too bad fantasies are not real, in this reality he had to be hidden under the bed or behind a door in his childhood everyday for not to be beaten breathless by his sick mother.
In this evening the sky of this city had no more stars to be seen, only cities artificial energy lights were glowing. Curiously, there were only few people outside, everybody seemed to be suffering from high depression and it was showing on their faces. Ashique started to think with his own depression, “I want to be more but something inside me always holds me back. There was nothing with real value to gain from this world, everything seemed to be based on people’s basic human needs. More thoughts came to him like a sharp knife, “Why anybody does anything? For next generation? A comfortable life or just for somebody they think they love?” He further thought, “people do nothing without reason this days and reason can always be gone at any point of time. So why do anything at all?”
On that moment, he was entering a dark alley and there was somebody behind him who pushed him, as a result he fell. He tried to get up but then there was two of them, holding him down. One from the right got his gadget watch and the one from the left was checking him thoroughly, mainly his pockets for any other things. Mr. Left found his gadget glass (future of android phone).
Ashique couldn’t talk, may be it was his fear or his pride that was preventing him to talk or even to cry. He thought, “Society is still abusing him after all this years.” He closed his eyes and escaped to a fantasy to forget what was happening; a fantasy where he was wining, a fantasy where everything was very likely fair and not everything was for money or other believed valuable things, a fantasy where he was an absolute truth.
Nonetheless, they left him on that wet ground, he got up and got out of that alley. Such redeemable thoughts came into his mind, as- “What should i do now? Should i go to the police? But i didn’t even saw their faces.”
On those days police were siting here and there, even there were police robots but not in front of a dark alley! how surprising was that. The rain began to fall after some time. He thought, “Whats the point of getting on a dry place anyway, I am already wet.” He was walking towards his hostel, he realized he needed to take a bath or something. On every of his step he was regretting on coming out of his room that day, then he muttered, “I need to buy another gadget glass now.”
One hovering craft stopped right above him, “Will you need a lift Ashique?”- Someone from the craft asked him with a male voice. Ashique replied with a question,” Do I know you?”
“Don’t you remember me? I am from your class.”- The male boy took a little breathe and continued his conversation, “Just get in, I am lowering my craft.” The hovering of that craft stopped right next to him on a standstill.
“Oh, you are shiron. I couldn’t see you from from down here.”- Ashique insisted.
“Come on get in.”- Shiron again offered.” I live five buildings ahead and also I am wet.”- Ashik nodded.
“Don’t worry about that, we can go for a ride and just talk.”
Ashique thought,” may be it would be a better idea.”- It may also cure him of the thought of getting mugged.
Shiron lifted the craft with Ashique and started hovering forward with a better speed. It wasn’t that long when people used to drive with cars, now everything became so easy with hovering crafts. Its not like accidents does not happen, its just people could go anywhere on any moment then very easily. Ashique was looking at Shiron, he seemed to be excited about everything, even when he asked that stupid question, “Aren’t you excited Ashique?” Ashique wondered,”For what?”
“For getting our supreme leader to the galactic congress, off course, we are now a bigger part of this universe. Even for a third country like us, this is a proud moment.”- And he finally stopped for a breath. Ashique couldn’t help himself in the conversation between them, he just could not get it out of his mind that he had been mugged “What if i was a girl, those man could have raped me or something…”
“so Ashique what do you think.”- Shiron was expecting an answer that involves society above earth. Ashique replied without thinking, “I was mugged before you came.”
“What! Why didn’t you say so, do you want to go the police?” The conversation between them reached to a peaceful conclusion where Ashique didn’t go to the police.
After 2 hours of driving, Shiron said goodbye to Ashique in front of his hostel. Ashique used the capsule lift and returned to his lonely single bedroom. This was his life, a student’s life, a life where he understood the real form of life, “Everything is fake”- he thought. He could not get out of this life, he was struck with it; He was struck with his parents and society. From when he was born, his life wasn’t his. Everything that was or had been , was decided. His father told him to do something and he had to do it without question like a brainwashed person. When he tried to lead life for himself, it didn’t work out.
Moreover, he needed to accept his life as it was. He forgot about taking a bath or changing his clothes that was no longer wet. “I need to sleep, i need to escape to a unconscious fantasy”- that was what he said to himself before he fell sleep with an end pod cast, “This reality, is this real?”
He woke up in the midnight, went to the bathroom and returned to the bed. However he could no longer sleep. He realized the room was way to hot, so he opened his east-side window. It was like the stars had fallen from the night sky and they were living inside buildings, every part of buildings had very shiny lights that no one can ignore without noticing. “How lonely people are now a days.”— he thought by looking ouside. In front of his window there was a rainbow colored building, a girl came out on her veranda which was parallel to his window on the 4th floor. She sat on her rocking-chair, “isn’t she a teenager?” She was looking at her gadget glass. “May be it is the time for me to get a girlfriend, and how about her.”- Some how Ashique felt excitement after that remark. He thought, “may be I should get her attention” and he got an idea. Hence he tried his room light on and off. She was looking at him. Ashique could not see her face clearly but he understood what was going on there. The girl got up and just left, may she thought he was a creep. “May be it is not the people who are lonely, may be it’s only me.”- he understood, “May be i should just die.”
In the dark he started hitting his head against the wall, he was bleeding with emotions, the emotion of devastation and rage. “ I should not have been born in this world, this world is not for me, this world is pain, this world should end.”- he came to the ultimate realization.
“Was there anyone who really gave any kindness to me? Yes, today there was Shiron, but where there is only 1 kindness on 100 actions, that one does not count. And I am human, if I get any chance to end this world I will take it, no matter what happens to me, I will end this misery. There will be no more chaos or fake orders, there will be no more wars or fake peace; I will end everything and everyone and that will be the true peace. A girl’s pride will not be there to hurt me because I will no longer have such attractions, such fake emotions.”— Ashique was crying, he could no longer hold his tears. “ I no longer like anyone who have any kind of power over me, even those who are beautiful and they are offering their beauty to me unconsciously for me to feel all those feelings, because they will always hurt me consciously or unconsciously, they will always show their powers because they are also human.”
He remembered, yesterday a whole building was crashed by a meteorite. “It should have been this building with him.”- he regretted, “May be everything is that supreme-leader’s fault. He calls himself V, for peace or for victory or for something else? There are people of great intellect who are suppose to advise him. What advise, others are mugging him in this day and age. May be a whole world is too big for him and his advisers, to advise upon. Becoming a part of galactic congress, what is that suppose to do? If there is a real threat to this galactic unity, nothing in this expanding universe can stop it.”
It was then when he felt very different, like everything had stopped even time and there was some kind of ultimate silence. Suddenly there was no more silence. Everything started to shake, things on his reading table beside his bed started to jump then fall. Consequently, his head was spinning like he had lost his balance and senses. He couldn't even think straight because of all the unbalance, "What is happening?"- He was feeling very uncomfortable, the bed started to jump on the air with him. Hence he was hearing screams and destruction and it was trouble for him even to breathe, he realized it was an earthquake."What should he do?"-he got down from the bed but he couldn't stand up straight. He went towards the door but couldn't open it as it was struck. He tried and tried, after that he started kicking on the door. Then it was going to happen, a big part of the solid selling with cement and rod was going to fall on his head. He tried to protect himself with his hands while getting between the steel bed and the wall. Many buildings of that area started to collapse from then on.
He was conscious, "Am i going to die?"- he questioned and was remembering everything that happened to him and nothing was that good that could give him a glimpse of happiness, not any of his memories with his family or any of his friends. He tried to move his severely damaged head just to acknowledge what happened to his body. Several rods pierced his chest, everything under his stomach was crushed as well as his both hands and shoulders, so he couldn't do any more movements. His confused mind was also bleeding like his body internally and externally."Yes I am going to die."- he assured himself fearlessly. "What can I do in this last moment of my life? Nothing! like I did in my whole life."-The blood was getting in his eyes, Some moments later he couldn't see anything any more. He started to lose himself, slowly he was fading away. His whole building was shaking more rapidly, it was soon to be collapsed and become a pile of dust. " May be somebody will find me, but does it matter? We all die, what if I die today in stead of 40 years later. Will it change anything, will his EXISTENCE become anything more than just a junk of meat and blood?" Suddenly he was feeling cold, "may be it is what death feels like"- he remarked to himself. "May be there is a heaven and I am going there."- he tried to laugh.
"Stay patient, don't die yet."- Ashique sensed an unknown voice, "sorry for selecting you as a donor." " I am draw, you are hearing me because I am merging with you, soon we will be one and there will be no more us but someone new and pure; he will be our wills, our wishes and our dreams all together."- Ashique could no longer hold on and it was not like he was listening either, he let himself go to the unknown by releasing his last breath.
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