This is the age of science and technology when the scientist
poses superior to others and does not care for others as he
feels far above all others. He feels haughty and boorish for his
scientific advancement and technological progress. He never
cares for all others who are equally authoritative in their
respective fields. He thinks that he has bombs in his hands.
He can kill all his enemies and all if he wants as his bomb is
able to spoil ten worlds including the earth. He thinks that he
can do wonders but does not know that he does blunders too.
He knows “how to fly in the sky and swim in the sea but he
doesn’t know how to walk on earth.” It means that he forgets
how to behave on earth like man to be human and humanistic
to reflect humanity.
There was a clash between Dr. Sputnik and others in
various fields like philosophy, art, and literature. He
challenged all of them to display their powers. Others were
not ready to display their powers to compete with him. He
posed superior to others. One day he happened to meet Mr.
Vedanth, the most reputed philosopher, and had a deep
discussion with him.
When Mr. Vedanth told many things about philosophy
and its supremacy over all other subjects including science
and technology that help the man invent a bomb that is able
to destroy the whole world today. We are not willing to lose
any civilization, any culture and any heritage in the name of
world war to result in human loss. The war knows only
violence and the loss of all that are to reflect the merit of man.
For that, we have to preserve man to preserve all these to his
credit. What we want are peace and harmony, values and
virtues and so on but not bombs and clashes, violence and
unrest and so on. Dr. Sputnik did not agree with him in any
aspect on the one hand and challenged him to the exhibition
of his powers for a success on the other.
Dr. Sputnik invited the philosopher, Mr. Vedanth to his
house to learn his powers the following morning. He was
ready to come to his house.
Mr. Vedanth was at the magnificent mansion of Dr.
Sputnik. It was in a building with infinite floors. It all
appeared to touch the sky as it was in the most gigantic
stature. He was at the gate that was also very big. He did not
know how to enter. He stood there humbly. Immediately the
doll of a parrot came out of a box fixed on the gate to invite
him in a polite manner.
‘Hello, Good Morning...my dear guest...’
‘Very Good morning...,’ said Vedanth
‘Welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...,’
said the doll.
‘Thank you... Say once more... Say “welcome”... Your
voice is very melodious...,’ said Mr. Vedanth.
‘Thank you...welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...,’
said the doll.
‘Very sweet welcome...,’ said Vedanth.
The gate was slowly opening while the sweet music was
going on. It was very sonorous and melodious to listen to.
His heart was rejoicing a lot. His happiness knew no bounds
for he was delighted with the music.
Vedanth was at the door. The door was opening
automatically. A hit song was playing to welcome him...
Meanwhile, Dr. Sputnik came forward to receive him
cordially. He said with all pride,
‘Welcome to you...’
‘Thank you...,’ said Vedanth.
‘Mr. Vedanth, this is my lab of wonders... I can show
you all my contributions to science and technology,’ said
Sputnik.
‘Very good...Congratulations...,’ said Vedanth.
‘Thank you... Let’s first visit the three dolls to speak
three different languages-international language, national
language, and regional language... Listen...We find them
wishing us “Good Morning”, “namaskar”, “namaskaramulu”
twice with folded hands,’ said Sputnik.
‘We too wish you with folded hands...It is our custom...,’
said Vedanth.
‘Let’s watch the wonders of this lab...Here is a peacock.
See how it dances very gracefully when music goes on...,’ said
Sputnik.
‘Very wonderful...wonderful indeed...it dances more
gracefully than the real peacock...,’ said Vedanth.
‘Please stand here...without any motion...The small
robot will tell your temperature, your weight, your heartbeat,
your blood pressure level and your horoscope...,’ said
Sputnik.
‘This is your temperature...This is your weight...This is
your heartbeat...This is your blood pressure...This is your
horoscope...,’ said the robot sending out a report through a
window.
‘Very wonderful...,’ said Vedanth.
‘You can see many more wonders...one after the
other...I’ve various kinds of scientific equipment. I’ve
prepared for all this by spending a lot and using my science
brain. I’ve invested millions in this...,‘ said Sputnik.
‘All are very wonderful...I heartily congratulate you on
your contributions and their performances...You’re indeed
great...I appreciate you in all respects. I’ve appreciated the
bombs scientists invented in the age of science and
technology. The bombs used in the Second World War were a
thousand times more powerful than the ones used in the First
World War. The bombs which we have today are a billion
times more powerful than the ones used in the Second World
War. The countries that have bombs are proud of themselves.
If we use a bomb in the war-field today, there will be colossal
loss. It can never save any life and man’s race or any race on
earth. This credit goes to the scientist like you...,’ said
Vedanth.
‘I gave an idea...a tiny inkling to them. I was the key
person in the manufacturing of bombs. For that I was highly
felicitated...Now my country is on par with the advanced
countries.’ said Sputnik with pride and honour.
‘Bombs for wars are there in the pockets but ideas about
peace are at the heart...It is like sleeping with the bombs
under the pillows and with our heads on pillows,’ said
Vedanth.
‘All these are the products of science and
technology...These are few among the many with me to my
credit as a sign of my merit in the modern age...I’ve shown
some to you... some samples. Next time you can see many
more...,’ said Sputnik, welcoming Mr. Vedanth for tea.
‘What would you like to have...coffee or else tea... or
cocktail i.e. coffee and tea together... Here are their
buttons...coffee, tea, cocktail, sugar, etc. Here is the number
button...What do you want...?’ said Sputnik.
‘Let’s have coffee...,’ said Vedanth.
‘I touch the coffee button and the number button...I
touch ‘two’. Here we find two cups of relishing hot
coffee...Okay these are not coffee cups but cups of coffee.
Please have...,’ said Sputnik.
‘Yes, it’s very fine... very fine... very tasty... very
delicious...Its flavour is super...
unsurpassed...Congratulations...on your unfailing
adventures...,’ said Vedanth when he had coffee with all
praises to the scientist.
‘Thank you...,’ said Sputnik with all pride.
While Vedanth was going to the door, He heard the
words in the melodious tone, ‘Thank you...u...u...u... Thank
you...u...u...’ Then Sputnik sent him off, waving. He was
haughty in pose and unrivalled in contribution to science
while bidding goodbye to his philosopher-guest, Vedanth
who was approaching the gate. Again, the doll of a parrot
came out of the box and said in the echoing voice,
‘Thank you very much for your visit... Visit again... Visit
again... Visit again... Visit again...Visit again...Visit again and
again.’
‘Very sweet voice...Say “visit again” again...’ said
Vedanth.
‘Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit
again...Visit again ‘ said the doll of a parrot as per the wish of
Vedanth.
The next morning, an uninvited guest with his four
companions was at the gate of Sputnik. The doll of a parrot
came out of the box welcomed them, saying,
‘Hello, Good Morning...my dear guest...’
‘Very Good morning...,’ said the uninvited guest with
the companions.
‘Welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...’
‘Thank you... Say once more...say, “Welcome”... Your
voice is very melodious...,’ said the uninvited guests
‘Thank you...welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...’
‘Very sweet welcome...,’ said the uninvited guests.
The gate was slowly opening while the sonorous music
was going on. It was very melodious to listen to. Their hearts
were rejoicing in it a lot. Their happiness knew no bounds for
they were delighted with the music.
The five uninvited guests were at the door. The door
was opening automatically. A super hit song was welcoming
them...Meanwhile Dr. Sputnik came forward to receive them
cordially. He said with all pride,
‘Welcome to you...’
‘Thank you...’
Sputnik received the guests cordially though they were
not invited. Sputnik was suspecting them, as they looked
different. They followed him to the exhibits one after the
other. They followed him to the small robot to greet them in
three languages. The situation appeared favourable for them
to steal all the valuables. Two were ready with guns in their
hands to shoot Sputnik if he prevented them from stealing.
They were filling all the scientific valuable exhibits and all
kinds of scientific equipment in their bags. Then Sputnik was
shocked when he found them stealing...He said,
‘O! Don’t take them...’
‘Shut up...’ said the uninvited guests with the guns
aiming at him.
‘You, thieves...Who invited you...? I didn’t invite
you...You’re uninvited guests... What are you taking? All the
things are my life... I spent my life inventing or preparing all
these things... Don’t take them away...They are my near and
dear...,’ said Sputnik humbly.
‘Shut up... Do you want to live or not...? If you want
life...Shut up...Keep quiet... lest your life fly away to the sky,’
said the uninvited guests.
‘Don’t take anything...I can’t buy them again in my life...
They cost millions and millions...,’ said Sputnik with folded
hands, crying like anything.
Sputnik’s wife heard this and came to him crying. They
threatened Sputnik and his wife, filled all the valuable things
in his bags and were ready to go away.
‘Please...Don’t take them...’ said his wife, touching their
feet while her husband Sputnik was trying to call the police.
‘Whom are you calling?’ said they and snatched the
smart phone from him.
All thought that the uninvited guests were thieves from
nowhere. They stole all the money when they found it in a
box and were going. Sputnik and his wife followed them to
the door, saying
‘For God’s sake...don’t take anything....’
They tried their best, but it was in vain. While the
thieves were approaching the door, they heard the words in
the melodious music, ‘Thank you’. Then Sputnik was
unhappy and sad. He felt insulted and humiliated for the loss
of his contributions to science while his wife was weeping all
the time. Again, the doll of a parrot came out of the box and
said to the thieves in the voice to resonate,
‘Thank you very much for your visit...Visit again...Visit
again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again and
again.’
‘Very sweet voice...Say “visit again” again...,’ said the
thieves.
‘Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit
again...’ said the doll of a parrot considering their request.
Sputnik and his wife fell in the ocean of tears. All his
poses vanished, and his glory diminished against his
expectations. They tried to get them back with the help of the
police, but all their trials went futile. The things and the fame
he enjoyed were not long lasting. He wanted to own them
ever but failed to do so. Pride goes before destruction or a
great loss, an irreparable loss.
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