2121

In the museum lit by torches Anuk was showing around the visitors. The guide and the visitors were all in their teens. There seemed to be no one older anywhere around. The visitors had just drawn up on sleighs drawn by huskies. There was snow all around. The area was somewhere near the North Pole. There was no internal heating. Everyone was wrapped in voluminous furs. The building looked like it was builtΒ  from blocks of ice, much like an igloo

The objects on display were wrecks of items of daily use from our times, like laptops, mobile phones, TV sets, and microwaves. There were skeletal remains of a car, and some bits of wrecks from airplanes.

I could hear the guide explain……. These artifacts are from more than 100 years ago, and we do not know what they were used for. Perhaps they were some kind of totems. They are all made from rare substances, some are rare metals with which we can make superior spears and fishhooks, or sleigh rails, and some are from some smooth material we have not seen. They were all washed ashore on various high tides. They may belong to the legendary civilizations of the south we heard about when we were young, which the gods put under the sea to punish them for their greed.

A guest piped in, yes our village elders spoke of them, before they all died, saying that their sickness was also a curse of the gods which the greedy people of the south brought upon them. Only a few of us children would be spared, they said.

Another added, maybe these are the magic things they had in the olden days, sleighs that went without pulling, even flew, and spears that killed a whole tribe, and horns that could be heard across the sea.

The others laughed at this, and said that the old men were very sick when they thought of these stories, pity they are not around today, as they would be excited to see all this.

I was hovering above in my time machine, sent out to check out the life ahead, as the earth was getting sick of the endless waves of the pandemic  unleashed when a biological warfare laboratory developed a leak

 The chill I felt when I heard all this had nothing to do with the weather outside. I flew high above, and saw that a tiny icecap was all that remained, surrounded by an endless sea

I flew back to our warmer times, my heart chilled at the thought of what awaited our children

The year was 2121

 

 

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  1. MarvelousπŸ€πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’šπŸ™.

    β™‘ You have admirably connected the present scenario and what lies ahead πŸ€πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’πŸ‘.

    β™‘ I admire these lines:
    “I flew back to our warmer times…….what awaited our children
    The year was 2121” !.

    β™‘ Indeed, it is frightening πŸ’šπŸ’™πŸ§‘πŸŒ·πŸŒ·πŸŒ·πŸŽ―.

    β™‘ Best wishes, πŸ’₯
    CA K Ravi Shankar

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