2210

New York City, AD 2210: The battlefield. Just about ten thousand humans on the frontier. No, they weren’t experienced soldiers. They were men, women and children of their respective families. The decision had to be made, then. Their lives were at stake. Their population was like a piece of meat under the butcher’s knife. A little more and it’s all over. General Durst took heavy yet slow steps to the podium, from whence he planned to address his “soldiers”. He looked around. Then he looked at his locket, which blurred at his hot breath, in the cold. He looked up. The men were lined up with their last cigars in one hand, and ion defragmenting weapons in the other. The more responsible and smart men took charge of the heavier machinery and vehicles. Women were preparing to defend the UNO headquarters where their children had taken refuge. The UNO headquarters echoed of children’s cries. “It’s now or never”, thought the General. He finally came up with something to speak,” My dearest mothers, friends, and brothers. We are here, united as one. The reason behind my short sentences could cause you to curse and hate me. But somehow, it will satisfy me and you, when Time considers it just. Today, when I woke up, I saw my mother. A lady in white, who called me “Little Billy”, again. It went deep down into my realization, what I felt was “crap”, thirty years from now. It was today. It is today. It will be today. I realized the truth “today”. I folded my hands and shut my senses into prayer. I felt it. Someone at the other end seemed to listen to me. I believe he’s the one my mother used to call “God”. This “God” promised me victory if we all pray. He has saved humans during the 15th Ice Age, and even after the Ice Age, and for every reason that we are here, “today”. Look at you. You are supposed to be in your happy families. Why should you be out here in this cold, facing your own creation? Why do we have to fear “today”, which we considered a blessing yesterday? Aren’t these trash metal copy-of-the-human supposed to be our slaves? Then why are they aiming their weapons at us? Why are we outnumbered in population by this so-called “Man’s Best-‘est’ Friend”? Dear Humans, now, it’s either our prayers, or our graves. We cannot let these Robots take over us. I wish to say no more, but act. So are you all with me? May the “God” be with you.”
 The General threw out a last smoke from his cigar, looked at his mother’s picture at the locket again, and took out the small cross, which his mother had handed over to him thirty years ago. Then he was disturbed by a noise. It was the robots charging towards them. He was pleased to see that his soldiers were in deep prayers. When they opened their eyes, the General shouted out, “This is for you, mom…CHARGE!!!!” 

New York City, AD 2010: “This is an Exclusive Report presented to you by NBC TV. The Senators representing every country in the UNO are excited to find out what Dr. Koshima Atari has in store for the world. This is supposed to be Japan’s step in changing the world. For the last 5 centuries, activists have been trying to end human slavery, and now, it has been accomplished. Now, we will have slaves which will not require extra maintenance; be it health-care, food, or various other requirements. We will now not have to worry about a friend whom we cannot trust. That’s all we know about the upcoming ‘gift to the world’. But what we don’t know is, what is it that will bring such light to the world? ...”
20 minutes later…
 “… Oh mah gosh!!! This is unbelievable!!! And let me repeat; this is an exclusive report by NBC TV and Senators from every country in the UNO are dumbfounded in praise when they found out what Dr. Koshima Atari had in store for the world. This could be a new era in the science and technology of robotics. The first Android: the A-2210. But why name it A-2210, and not A-1, or A-001? Let’s see what the professor has to say about this. Dr. Atari, could you tell us more about this android and it’s strange name? ... … Oh! So you’re saying that you were the 2210th scientist to have joined the Robotics Division of Honda Electronics, and so you believe it’s your lucky number? That’s nice! And perhaps it will be lucky for you for the rest of your life, as the name “A-2210” will echo from ear to ear. Yes friends! According to Dr. Atari, this is supposedly “Man’s Best-‘est’ Friend”. People, the future is here … “