chapter 2

The R-Stead A, now no longer dull and vacant, gloomed and bloomed with many 21^stcentury primitive people. The gaffer Esq. Mayden has scribed another important dictumto resurrect yet another hundred primitives. Although two Juntas, Floyd and Blenda has not voted it again, Esq. Mayden has got a majority vote of three and hencethe resurrection waswell under way. Blenda and Floyd had taken the MoP as per Esq. Mayden’s request and had, in turn, managed to get the same results. Of course Mayden, being a bit surprised about the inexplicable results, kept mump and hence Blenda and Floyd continued to enjoy their Juntaship as before.

Bendek (An aged man of primitive Polish), was the new addition. In spite of being elderly, he hasn’t lost any enthusiam of his earlierself. Bendek quickly taken-in the atmosphere of new home and merged with others happily. He being a very popular psychologist of his time, had known how to keep himself busy amongst the other primitives. Many of the primitives were are also suprised to see him as some of them knew about his research and travail in achieving the fame. He was extremely good injudging human psycology and in his time, had had many experiences to share with. Hence many surrounded around him and used the opportunity to become his close inmates.

The old man learned about the advanced world swiftly and was not surprised with it as he had expected that form of change. Dandan (a red haired female from earlier China), Masako (a Japenese female), Blake (male from earlier Canada) and Miss Sahara had quickly became his followers in the advanced world as well. To add, Mannar and Blain (an young American male) also curiosuly involved themselves in his group and began to listen to his very factual experiences. It all seemed so interesting to them that they have lost the time and appetite.

“The human mind is the most optimum master of all organs. It simply can do wonders. In my time, I mean earlier, I have seen and worked with various of such minds. I conclude it as master even though, we still may have not completely understood it.” Bendek said looking at his new followers. He loved to talk, especially about human mind.

 “Does that mean, these advanced people have mastered the mind than our time?” Blain asked being keen in observing the new information.

Bendek thought for a long while and said eventually, “somehow I just don’t think so. It seems to me that these people are more like bots(Read Popular Dictums Section C). Their preference is to metal rather than the real organ. I strongly feel that even these advanced people may have failed to understand the importance of mind or brain as we call it. Let’s wait for more days as we will learn all about it in coming time.”

 “Have you met this so called Esq. Mayden?” Mannar asked highlighting a grimace in her dark face.

Bendek giggled at the grimaced face of Mannar and replied, “not yet baby girl. I am all eager to meet him personally. He, in fact, would be a good subject to me.” Everyone else at once laughed heartily understanding the hidden humour in Mr. Bendek’s old voice.

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The argument first started in the interiors of the male comfort station of R-Stead A. The washroom titled as male/female comfort station, did not had any unseen voice recording devices. Out of the pure respect, the boffins and CMPs, had decided against such hearing devices and luckily, it proved to be the best point of communication for all primitives. Although, outside comfort station the primitives did keep low voices and profile, they did indulge themsleves in talking, exchanging and arguing about their new life sytles and opinions inside the comfort station. Somehow, Alica (young female from earlier Canada) has won the confidence of Emory earlier and received the confidential information that the comfort stations had no voice recording devices (in both male and female stations). Promptly Alica has whispered it to some and then, they had promptly whispered it to other members. Hence the whole resurrected men and women, now knew that comfort station is the only best choice that they had for any sort of open conversations.

Presently Anton (male from ancient Russia) and Faisal Khan (male from ancient Pakistan) started arguing about the washroom sytems and its difficulty in operating advanced devices. Especially, Faisal had had his own problem in using them and was almost on the verge of frustration.

He opened the argument stating, “these people should have at least some sense. They have made the washroom for robots. We are human beings and I am really isn’t very comfortable in using these advanced stuffs. ”

Anton for a long second didn’t know how to respond as still the primtives were not friends. But after taking his own time, he replied, “buddy understand that we are in a advanced world, we have to get aquainted to their life styles as soon as possible.” This very statement made the blood boil of meat eating Faisal. He quickly countered, “you seem to have taken them as friends already. You need to support me, not them.”

“I am not friends with anyone, not yet. But I do think logically and so advised the same. It is us, who has to stay together for long period. So don’t take me in bad.” Anton replied with a slighter hard look and walked out of the comfort station not wishing to continue the argument.

Still that was the start of a real argument which soon was taken into the ‘Devour Banquet’. After the comfort station argument inception, both Faisal and Anton started to look one another as opposites and started exchaning hard looks in devour banquet. The good lady Miss Sahara was quick to notice the hard exchanges and whispered to Mannar, “it seems something is cooking in between them, I just hope it is not bad”. Mannar quickly had a long glance at both and understood the same, she too commented, “I hope so too. That guy is from ancient Pakistan and as I recall some of them have short tempers, I hope they will make it up soon and become friends. ”

Miss Sahara was also worried about any indifference among them as it might just break them all hard and encourage the advanced world to take complete control on them. She with deep heart whispered, “let’s hope that both will understand the present situation and come to terms quickly, at least for the sake of all primitives. ” Mannar understood the depth of her feeling and nodded her head in mutual concurrence and started pushing the food into her mouth hungrily.

Although nothing more argument between Anton and Faisal continued, it did gave a start. There, in the devour banquet, other arguments started soon. It was majorly about humanemotions. Many female and male primitives soon, while eating the much needed food, picked up the arguments and started stating that human should have emotions or they simply will be like bots.

There were few who did half heartedly opposed that and tried to maintain that any sort of advancement, technologically or otherwise, should be encouraged and considered to some extent. However, the senior and ancient celebrities like Bendek and Elzinea concluded with few examples and experiences of their time and concluded that, at far, human should have emotions (specially positive) and keep the technological advancement under their arms. The final conclusion of the whole arugment thus ended with a statement that an advancement, that is too much, could just be a hinderance to the human society. 

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While the primtives argued in the devour banquet, the two CMPsEmory and Dallan (Dallan of course a Globetrotter and lately considered asa CMP too), asserted about same topic too. Emory, although being an advanced CMP did had soft corner for human emotions. After watching many recorded digital recordings of primitives and their low whispered arguments in R-Stead A, she did state that human emotions, may not be so bad after all. Further Emory argued that at times, it is the same positive emotion that can make impossible possible. She also recalled few of the instances of advanced world where emotion filled with right attitude and mind, has done wonders.

“In fact if I should brave, I must admit that Esq. Mayden had something to do emotions as well. He was the one who scored that unbelivable MoP with a strong positive determation. That determination is nothing but a postive emotion, isn’t it? ” Emory asked Dallan looking deeper into the eyes of the Globetrotter. 

 “Perhaps, you might be right on that. Many ancient Zarcians (people from Zars, the other much advanced planet in the universe) were indeed surprised at the emotions of early humans and they did conduct a vast research on that by visiting the ancient earth many times secretly.” Dallan replied with a deep thought.

He further continued, “the boffin of ours of that particular time line has concluded that somewhere human emotions had made miracles in achieving whatever success they had during their period.”

Accordingly, at some point both agreed that human emotions, in far seeing eyes may just be good in few contexts. At the same time both also wondered about the sudden long leave of their Cheif CMP Bolaski, who has kept it secret untill last momentand told only Emory and Dallan about it. They also discussed about it briefly and Dallan hinted that the long leave of Chief CMP must be because of a strong hand of Esq. Mayden.

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Squander is one of the last place that an advanced human wish to live. It is filled with all sorts of junks (including living and demented humans, Sadhus, Popes, Imans and Monks) that anyone could least expect. The whole city is also filled with all sorts of waste and deadly chemical products that are used in conducting various experiments on advanced weapons and warcrafts. The air is so thick and highly polluted that, it looks like a fog or thick cloud. People with less MoP (Below 55) are sent to Squander for punishment or retribution. The city had no proper plan and neccesities that could mak one livable. It is like ‘Prison’ or ‘Jail’ of earlier earth. People are left to free wandering and find the food from wastages and used garabages. The people in Squander arepopuarly termed as phlegm’s (pariah or outlaws) and are very less cared about. Most of the people are too demented or still have/posses some sort of belief in gods and ghosts(Read DD 2 - Version 1: Gods and Ghosts are Good riddance)

. Of course, the Squander city is well protected so that no one could escape away from it. It is again completely covered with high thick metal walls on all sides. The only fine and healthy place is the offical chamber and private home of Junta Faruk, here esteemed Junta Faruk and his junior workmates lived with all amenity just like other advanced cities. The place is a very highly contructed building at the center which overlooks the whole city below. The offical office has all advanced facilities including good air circulation vents, labs, kitchen, comfort stations, personal rooms for individual work mates and a special Chamber cum home for Junta Faruk.

The phelgms just wandered anywhere they wanted inside the circle of city and outside the esteemed office of Junta. Although, the phelgmsare constently monitored, they are not taken very seriously. Kentakov (a middle aged man of unknown ethnicity) is one of the demented man who roamed the entire city with will. The demented Kentakov kept on talking to himself continually and hence no one has much bothered about his words. Yet, no one know that he has deadly secret which he is hiding in heart and trying to express it tothe outer world. Kentakov, very much earlier, was one of the associate of Esq. Mayden (in his very much younger days) and did odd jobs and taksgiven by young Mayden and his brother Jayden. Much later, when Esq. Mayden assimilated the power, mysteriously Kentakov was sent to Squander on the confidential instruction given by Esq. Mayden. For sometime, he was monitered very intently. Nontheless, as years passed by, he was left free to roam and die in the wastes of Squander City. Kentakov although showed the highfull demented version outside, he did had a concealed inner self mind that very fe knew few. Thesecretswere about the so called advanced gaffer Esq. Mayden’s personal life!

Only thedeep inner mind of Kentakov still did understood the very fact that Esq. Mayden has betrayed him completely after using him like a candle of earlier earth. While he was within the circle of young Mayden and Jayden, Kentakov had a small family as well and he did loved them and cared them a lot. But soon things changed and his very small family was scarified to Mayden and Jayden’s clandestine experiments. On knowing the truth, Kentakov was raged and charged against Mayden. However, he was cleverly stated as a dementor and sent to Squander for retribution. Now presently, the old demented man was on the verge of certain death, yet in his very heart, he knew that he will get a chance to retribute Esq. Mayden and that very aspiration had left him alive inspite of many diseases that circulated in his old body. Being outerly demented, Kentakov just keept his hope internally and was longing for an opportunity. He was savvy of the whereabouts of Gaffer‘s wife, son and daughter, which no one else knew. Save Esq. Himself.

 “I shall have him. Somehow, somewhere and sometime.” Kentakov murmured eating a ruined apple core and brushing his long grey beard.

Little did he knew that the opportunity was going to come to him. SOON.

***

Floyd finished uploading his new digital non fiction opus at exactly eight AM in the morning. The title of the opus was ‘Is Human Brain the Master of all organs? ’ He had spent long days and hours in conducting many researches on it. In fact, he had worked all night yesterday without any sleep at all. Further, he had written it very skilfully providing practical examples of advanced world and importantly, using some old theories of earlier Gaffer Esq. Jagson as well. He knew that, this opus was just going to be sensational all through the Gorbs. In fact, some of his well wishers who knew about his article, had said that his work is going to be aexact contradictory of Esq. Mayden’s new master plan of inducing ‘Brainset’ project. Hence, they all predicted that his volume might just become one of the most digitally read article. Without worrying about the aftermath, Floyed slept for long hours as he was very much in need of it. He slept peacefully for ten long hours. Then at six PM in the evening, he was woken up by a personalized call on his I2P2. Floyd rubbed his sleepy eyes and answered the call without even looking at the caller.

 “Esteemed Junta is cruising all through the interweb of common populance.” said a sweet female voice. It was none other than Blenda. Floyd at once sat up with a new adrenaline rush of gore.

 “Err, is it? I haven’t checked the response yet as I slept untill nowjust after publishing it.” Floyd said trying to aviod a awkward yawn.

 “That explains your lazy tone. And I think now it is time for some celebration.” Blenda trickly used the opportunity and invited him rather indirectly.

 “You think so? I am hungry as well, it might be good time to have a refreshing healthy drink and food.” Floyd fell directly to the trap of Blenda.

 “Good. Let’s catch up at ‘Ingest Motele’ in another hours time.” Blenda declared with a mischievous smile on her face.

An hour later, both were comfortably sitting in the private lounge of Ingest Motele. Knowing they were safe to talk privately, both were relaxed.

 “I did go through the opus, it is just sublime, although I may have one or two queries.” Blenda said drinking her favorite health drink which had a tendency of bringing rosy colour on the drinker’s lip. Floyd didn’t miss the opportunity and kept looking at the rosy lips for as long as he could.

“I have second thoughts now. The Author seems have no master on his own mind.” Blenda giggled and teased him.

Floyd recovered soon with a warm smile and replied, “naturally, the author is an human for that matter.”

“You might have noticed the comments, many say that you have a big fight with Mayden coming soon as you have clearly uplifted Esq. Jagon’s old theory on human emotions.” Blenda was back to the reality and alerted the Junta of Astral.

“Yes I just had a glance. It was to happen anyway. But then, whatever I have written is based on real facts and experiments. I am sure that the previous Gaffer will agree with me.” Floyd said munching a spiced snippet of carrot.

“But you may have to answer many of new Gaffer‘s questions and come clean. If you fail, he might just rule you out of Juntaship.” Blenda warned againwith a farseeing eye.

“Let’s cross the bridge when it comes.” Floyd smiled sweetly and carefully placed his palm on Blenda’s palm. Their two eyes at once connected again.

***

The next batch of resurrection contained many young boys and girls. Soon, they were escorted to the R-Stead A since it could in-house few more primitives. Among them one was Leon, a young and handsome boy of ancient Greece. Leon quickly grabbed all the attention since he was well mannered and had a soft voice with good looks. He learnt all about the advanced world and its known ways swiftly. He was too amazed to see himself alive and with people of his own era. He chit chated and used a lot of humour to make quick friendship with all. All except one, Mannar.

Mannar, for some reasons of her own, thought Leon was acting smart purposefully. Everything about him and in him seemed fake to her. She tried her best to aviod him and be herself with Miss Sahara. However, Miss Sahara had too fallen for Leon and went to introduce herself forcefully pulling Mannar beside her.

“Hi Leon, I am Miss Sahara from earlier Yorkshire and this is my close friend Mannar from India.” She said with a warm smile on her face. Leon looked at both with keen interest, he was in fact, bit puzzled as there were clearly a huge age difference between them. Miss Sahara being in late middle age and Mannar, the brown skinned girl was just too young. In his puzzzled state, he tried to beguile them.

“Hi Miss Sahara and Mannar, good to a friendship between you two inspite of the age difference.” He said trying say it with humour, but then Mannar completely took it other way. She thought he was just acting too smart again and at once contradicted him.

 “What’s wrong in us being friends? Maybe, where you come from may not have seen such friendship.”Mannar said with a quick angered tone including a bit of irony as well.

Leon was suddenly taken aback. He did recovered himself after a quick flush of blood in his face. “I didn’t mean that. I – I just don’t know what to say, everything seems new to me.” 

Thanks to Mr. Connor who rushed to them holding a digital TabPan (like digital tablets of ancient earth!) and removed the tension right away. He at once exclaimed in an exciting voice, “look what I found. It is a digital tablet which has all information about this new advanced world, it’s dictums, and about the history of our own era too.”

On hearing his exclaimed voice all the primitves gathered around them quickly. Blain, the American boy observed a big holographic screen near by and took the TabPan from Connor and casted it’s contents on holographic screen. Everyone threw a admiring glance at Blain and began to read the contents in big screen. It had many popular dictums of advanced world, which scrolled down stating reasons indicating that the new dictums were good and popular. In truth, the information compared the dictums with the history of ancient people of earth and about their emotions through various pictures. It also showed pictures of PHO (Potentially Hazardous object or Asteriod in earth’s term) crashing and its aftermath. Soon all became desolated as they recalled their earlier family and friends. The primitives soon got seperated and began to sink in their own thoughts of their lost family.

Everyone was so silent for long two hours. Just while in their own thoughts, they heard two dissonant voices. They rushed to the devour banquet where it was happening. It was Dasha (young Russian woman), Blake (man from Canada) and Ngai (male from Vitenam) who were quarrelling. Dasha had complained to Blake that Ngai is making wild sexual gestures at her continually. On the other hand, Ngai was trying his best to explain that his english his poor and hence he was trying to communicate with her through some hand gestures, which Dasha had taken as sexual gestures. The argumets continued as few people joined on both sides. Leon soon presented hismelf in the center and in his own soft mannerism calmed the disputants. Further, slowly, he took the leadership and proved to Disha, Blake and Ngai that it was just a misunderstanding of communication. Luckily, every one was convinced with Leon and walked away excusing themselves.

Mannar looked at Leon for a long minute as he relaxed himself from the dispute. She casually walked to him said,“that was a good job. You seem to have a good leadership skill and logical mind too. I am sorry I was rough on you earlier.” Leon smiled sweetly at Mannar and said in his ever soothing voice, “it’s ok Mannar, we are all friends. Isn’t it?”

Mannar threw a sweet smile and replied saying, “yes, we are.”

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