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Contents
Story Structure
DNA Computing
End of Silicon Era
Climate Change
A.I. by Stephen Hawking
A.I. by Michio Kaku
Type 0.7 Civilization
Spacetime
Spacetime by Brian Greene
Antimatter
Fourth dimension by Neil Tyson
RADHA
Member of Vishnu. A friend of Krishna’s.
NANDA
Father of Krishna. Husband of Yashoda.
Brother of Vasudev. Former President of
AIC.
YASHODA
Mother of Krishna. Wife of Nanda. A
Biologist.
BALRAM
Brother of Krishna. Programmer.
VASUDEV
CEO of AIC. Brother of Nanda. Husband of
Devaki.
DEVAKI
Wife of Vasudev. Sister of Kamsa.
KAMSA
Brother of Devaki. AIC’s Product
developer.
J.A.R.A
Half human – half robot, created by Dr
Jara.
SANDIPANI
Leader of Vishnu. Krishna’s mentor.
Dr Jara
Creator of J.A.R.A.
BARAM
Former Scientist. Owner of Baram’s juice
shop.
MADHU
A friend of Krishna’s. An aspiring
architect.
SRIDAM
A friend of Krishna’s. Professional
bookworm.
AARAS
Unable to walk, but able to compute for
hours.
AMBROSE
Resident of Central African Republic.
Later helped Krishna to clean up the
country.
OSMIN
Krishna’s room partner in Iceland.
MAGANDH
Minister of Mathura.
Year 2030, Mathura
The black truck glided out of the jungle, and pulled over
before a figure in the dark. Vasudev got off, slamming
the door close.
‘You’re late!’ said the figure, his clothes fluttering in the
cold wind.
‘Yeah, minutes. Sorry to keep you waiting, Nanda,’ said
Vasudev, meeting his brother’s sober eyes.
‘Not minutes … years,’ said Nanda, sternly. ‘You
should’ve been here years ago, Vasu.’
Weather it was his burning heart or years of sentiments,
Vasudev felt nothing but take Nanda in the arms. He did,
sobbing like a child. Like the dam, holding years of
emotions at verge, had been wrecked. ‘I am so sorry … I
am a dumb man … I don’t understand anything. You
were right … you were always right.’
‘Okay now …’ said Nanda, rubbing Vasudev’s back. ‘It’s
fine – Hey, look at your son, he’s so handsome.’
Vasudev’s son was sleeping in his arms as though he was
gliding in the deepest corner of the universe. Away from
all the troubles.
‘Yeah, he is,’ said Vasudev, wiping his tears. ‘We didn’t
give him a name yet.’
‘Mmm …’ wondered Nanda. ‘He’s unusually charming
and attractive. We name him Krishna.’
‘That’s great,’ said Vasudev, gently nodding at him.
‘Okay now …’ said Nanda, rubbing his brother’s back.
‘It’s fine.’
Vasudev broke off, holding the baby out. ‘Shame, I
won’t be seeing him again.’
‘Why? Are you not staying?’ Nanda looked over
Vasudev's shoulder with panic in the eyes. ‘Where is
Devaki?’
‘We aren’t staying. I started it all …’
‘No, no … you didn’t.’
‘If I hadn’t been so greedy …’
‘No, it is Kamsa … only him. You were right, if AIC
stopped making profit, we had to close it. But … but it’s
our home, stay here.’
Vasudev took a deep breath … and looked at Nanda in
the eyes. Nanda stared back, busy figuring out reasons
to keep him.
‘Okay, if you’re so pumped up … go!’ – Nanda
emotionally-emboldened him – ‘But come back soon,
I’m due pulling your ears.’
Vasudev chuckled, pulled the cloth over his son’s head,
and offered him to Nanda.
‘There are other scientists with me. Dr Baram, Dr
Babington … and Dr Raj. They’ll guide you through what
we have done after your resignation. It’s all either on me
… or on you,’ Vasudev hugged Nanda, hopped into his
brother’s car, and drove away from his brother … again.
Meanwhile, Nanda got into the truck, and steered
towards the Village of Peace.
A year later,
Ujjain, India