ROBOT – I WANT THEM MORE

Satisfaction in the Magnificence of Human Mind

It was a winter evening, I was in Shibuya, Tokyo and I went to Henna Café. I was wondering as I waited for the Manager to come so that I can order for a cup of coffee but I find no one around. Suddenly, Barista turned to me and said, “Good evening Sir, Welcome to Henna Café”

Me: (Yelling…) Manager… Manager…
An unknown man from behind: Yes Sir, I am the owner of this Café. Don’t worry.
Owner: Sir, this is Robot Barista to help you.
Owner: Barista, Sir is our foreign guest, please take good care of him.
Barista: Sir, What do you like to have?
Me: One Café Latte.
Barista: Okay Sir, can you please wait for a minute.
Me: Okay. Here is 320 yen.
(In a few minutes, Barista came with a cup of Café Latte and a Forbes magazine)
Barista: Excuse me, Sir, here is your Café Latte. Have a good time!
Me: (in a fearful tone) Okay… okay.
While having Coffee the Owner from the corner table walked to my table and asked, Excuse me, Sir, How is Coffee?
Me: (in a very comfortable tone) Oh, it’s quite rich and tastes awesome!
Owner: Thank you, Sir. Are you new in the town?
Me: Yes, I’m an Indian and have come here for some work.
Owner: Oh…Indian! Very nice people. I love India.
Me: Thank you. If you don’t mind can I ask you a question?
Owner: Yes Sir, Please feel free.
Me: Why you do not have any human staff? Why Robot?
Owner: Sir, One robot is equal to four human staffs… Moreover, I have Robots to do all our works because I believe this way we can be more productive and can serve better coffee at a reasonable price.
Me: Wow… that’s a great idea! By the way, can I touch your Robot? Oops, I mean Barista…
Owner: (laughingly…) sure, Sir, you can.
Barista: (with a thank you card), Thank you, Sir, Please visit us again.
Me: (grinning), Thank you, Barista.
I touched Barista’s head and found it doesn’t give electric shock like my steam iron. Again I touched his hand…wow, it doesn’t give electric shock at all. Let me shake hand with him and see. 

Blue lights blinked on Barista’s eyes and he said, happy to meet you, Sir.

Wow…what a sophisticated imagination!

It was just my imagination but that is what happens in many Elite Cafés, Hospitals, Homes, Restaurants, Institutions, and majorly the I.T. Offices. Probably, in another couple of decades, we all will have our personal robots in our homes and offices just like we have smartphones today. The world with Robotic technology is wonderful and can lead us to INTELLIGENCE and PRODUCTIVITY.

Isn’t so amazing to see the magnificence of the human mind! A few days back I came to know our scientists have already invented robots which can be used by humans for copulation. That’s so bizarre. Yet, the human doesn’t want to leave any stone unturned in making our lifestyle More Sophisticated – More Enjoyable – More Affluent.

We human are hooked by the ultimatum – “THE MORE”. Satisfaction has become the ultimate pursuit of our life. The finitude of our human strength smells us like rotten eggs.

WHEREAS, The Bible says,

“As for man, his days are like grass;
he flourishes like a flower of the field;
for the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
and its place knows it no more.”

God created humanity in His own image but He has also bounded him with finite wisdom and strength. Let’s enjoy life in its finitude instead of trying to fill the bottomless pit – SATISFACTION OF HUMAN HEART.

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2019 – A JOURNEY FROM UNCERTAINTY TO REALITY!

There is time for everything under the sun
And there is a season to learn many lessons…
Yes, that’s what I would say 2018 was for me!

There were some treasured moments which I’ve shared and there was also the time of despair which I’ve carried alone. At times, the beauty of my dreams amazed me and later the shattering sound of some of them startled me. I made many promises, some to God and some to people, in some I fulfilled and in some, I failed.

As I approached the New Year afternoon, some of the big questions which were confusing me, quietly –

HOW AM I GOING TO FINISH THIS NEW RACE “2019”?
CAN I GUARANTEE, 2019 WILL BE A ROSY YEAR FOR ME?
CERTAINLY, ON WHOM CAN I TRUST?

New Year is a journey which starts with many UNCERTAINTIES and ends with many REALITIES. As I started this journey from Uncertainty to Reality, three things I learnt to focus on –

Excess Baggage Is Chargeable – Yes, we all are conscious about it when we travel. Analogically, it is quite relevant in our New Year journey. Carrying The Pain of Failure, The Old Weaknesses, The Grudge of Old Fights, The Guilt of the Past Wretch can greatly charge us this year.

The Bible Says, “Forget the old stinky things that you left behind and strain toward what is ahead of you to crown you with the glory of God.

Hurly-burly is Expected – Life is not always a rosy path filled with colours, softness and scent. Time of turbulence is inevitable to teach us and mature us from imperfection to perfection.

The Bible says, “Therefore, we do not lose heart. Outwardly it will seem like wasting away, yet inwardly we will be renewed day by day. Let us, fix our eyes on what is unseen – the eternal glory & the future light of life”.

Trust your Travel Partner – In the journey of life, we must love people as we love ourselves but when it comes to trust them for a definite purpose we need to be mindful. It is always risky to trust a human being. He is a mere human just like me, his days on earth are like the grass that soon withers so as mine. I am finite and mortal as he is. How can he be the perfect one to trust for my future hope! BUT IF NOT HE, THEN WHO?

WHO IS MY TRAVEL PARTNER, WHOM CAN I TRUST?

The Bible says, “God is not human, that he should lie, not a human being, that he should change his mind. He does what he speaks and He promises and fulfils them”.

Warm Greetings and Prayers for your meaningful start of 2019!

Every night dies to birth a new day
Every season ends to let the next one bloom
The dry leaves wither for new ones to sprout
So if things seem dark, and you feel it can’t get worse than this, remember something Wonderful is round the corner…

I AM NO WAY IN THE CENTRE STAGE!

I am born to create
Not to destroy.
I exist to mend the broken
Not to break things down.
I live to help reconcile
Not to create dissension.
I am just a mediator
Not the protagonist.
If I sing, I’ll sing to comfort
Not be a rockstar.
This is my prayer to God –
“Never to make me an obstacle,
But a bridge to crossover.”

This poem I had written when I felt that I am taking the centre stage instead of allowing God to work. Many a time we tend to forget that we are just God’s instruments who are part of His massive orchestration. He has a plan for all of us to be used in a certain divine way and we need to play the part we are destined to. The moment we try and seek attention, we lose the focus and dissimilate in the air without any further trace of existence. A train has a certain specified track on which it has to run to reach its destination. The moment it derails from its track there’s chaos and destruction that are left for us to witness.

Yet, God honours our existence on this earth. He gives us everything that we require whether we deserve it or not. One passage from the Bible which always makes me so warm of God’s greatness and His compassion on our existence. How He valued and cared for us as precious when He created us and sustains us throughout our life.

“LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! You have set your glory in the heavens. Through the praise of children and infants you have established a stronghold against your enemies, to silence the foe and the avenger. When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them? You have made them a little lower than the angels and crowned them with glory and honor. You made them rulers over the works of your hands; you put everything under their feet: all flocks and herds, and the animals of the wild, the birds in the sky, and the fish in the sea, all that swim the paths of the seas. LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!”

Stay blessed!!!

LISTEN CAREFULLY TO THE WAVES

Listen carefully to the loud silence
of the beautiful waves.

Each one has a new story to tell,
story of how they swim to the shore
to wash off the pain of those sand dune,
story of how they splash love
on those barren rocks on the banks.

Each one has a new experience
and a worthy lesson to share,
lesson of how they keep doing
the same thing over and over again
never getting tired of it,
lesson of how they bring cheer
and joy to all those standing at the shore,
waiting for them and never expect anything back.

Each one has a caution to tell,
show how calmness can turn into chaos and cause destruction.

ON THE BANKS OF TEESTA

On a January winter morning,

The gossamer mist engulfs me.

It carries me away in the cold air,

Above the tiny ever-growing city buildings

And gently lowers me on the banks of Teesta, the mysterious green river.

I see footsteps on the white sands,

Once they were mine,

It’s been a long time since I walked on them.

The kids blow balloons and frolic around,

The silvery water gushes past the huge boulders,

My mother warns me not to go into the water,

I am a good boy and I listen to her.

I have always been cautious of the river,

Buses have fallen into it, people washed away never to be found-

Adrenaline pumped teenagers have been drowned by its strong currents

But I never blame Teesta.

We have to respect the power of nature.

I recollect how Teesta’s beauty captivated me,

The serpentine contour, the murky green surface,

The forested hills rising on either side of it,

Rocky hills, Strong hills, Old hills.

We jump from rock to rock carefully balancing ourselves,

My curly haired-crush moves deftly on the rocks.

I am rather tentative and worried that I will fall.

I am so in love with her.

We don’t have smart phones to take selfies,

We don’t need one as we are lost in nature.

I can smell the chicken-masala wafting through the air,

My feet can’t stop tapping to the rhythm of the song,

All of us hold hands together and we dance in unison,

Our faces, look happy, all smiles, at least for a day,

A day worth the wait,

Picnicking on the banks of Teesta.

The mist disperses as the sun comes out,

I am brought back to the present.

I retain the smiles and the joy,

The times have changed, and picnics are no more regular.

People throng the malls more than the serene riverside.

I stand on the bridge and look down at the green waters,

They flow where they have to as life goes on.