Come, Fly with me into the future!

The year on the calendar was 2150; he was staring through the glass pane on the day of his grand-father’s funeral, or rather the day of mourning for the one man who had achieved his dream of unifying the world under one government, as one world nation. He had not witnessed the plights of millions of fighters from the world over who fought for justice against economic oppression and politilical supremacy. He had been born 20 years after the unification process and even now found it difficult to grasp the concepts of boundaries and bondage. Though these words were quite alien to the world that surrounded him at present, he understood the difficulties his own grandparents had faced through the numerous bed side stories he had heard.

A lot had changed in the past 50 years since the world government for which his grandfather Mr.Swaminathan, whose ancestors and cultural values were deep rooted in the heart of TamilNadu, became one among the board of world presidents. Over the past 200 years humanity had witnessed thousands of incidents which can only be classified as nature’s wrath against humanity. The Economic conquerors were not able to mitigate the sufferings faced by their countrymen. The greater the number of disasters, humanity started to raise its head. It was as if God had taught them a lesson and made them realize that a human being was more valuable than a robot.

That very night he was going to travel to a place called “Madurai”, to study ancient Tamil literature and culture. Studying history and archeology were like going to a theatre after the invention of time machines…of course you will not able to change anything as it was just a screen image and you could only act as an observer. Research laboratories on the moon were still working on finding the ultimate means of breaking the time space continuum proposed by the genius of the first millennium, Albert Einstein.

He was on his way to the jewellery shop, the one thing he felt would never change as long as women inhabited earth. Tonight he was going to propose to the girl he had first fallen in love with. He felt as nervous as Oliver felt while proposing to Jennifer in “love story” by Erich Segal, a renowned classic by now! He had butterflies in his stomach and was even rehearsing his lines and posture. Adit or “Kennedy”,as his grandpa fondly called him realized that the only thing that will remain unchanged forever, transcending time and surmounting the plights of reality is the feeling called love.