I never wanted the thing to go the way it went. No one ever does. But once the dice rolls, you are quite helpless to predict the outcome.
I wasn’t one of those. You won’t believe me, but I certainly know how the dice will roll and what number would surface. I know very well the speed as well as the direction of a fast moving electron. Hell, I can see them.
My name is Ronad Kaplan. It is a stupid name, I know- one that you haven’t heard on Earth. But Earth isn’t actually my birth planet.
Nope, you still guessed it wrong, I am not an alien.
The essence of Earth, the whole of it, is etched in my mind. I know quite well, how it was brought into being- every rock, every dinosaur, every goddamn pollutant of a gas-guzzling car. I know where each molecule is placed- what was its previous Avatar and the Avatars before them. In short, I am omniscient.
What exactly am I? I am an essence of you. I am the essence of why you decided to eat this morning before you brushed; I am the essence of why you chose to have Geeta for company for the afternoon matinee.
Ha, don’t look around. There are no CCTVs in your room. No one is watching you. No, even I am not looking at you. I just know what you are going to do.
I know that, and something more.
I know why the sun is the way it is, why the hell Big Bang occurred. I am the essence of that too.
The reason I never wanted the things to go as they are, because I know for a fact Earthlings that you are all going to die.
So am I the crackpot who predicts doom? It is not a healthy profession, and I am all against it. That’s because I am helpless. I don’t have the luxury to predict. I know for sure what I say is going to happen, that too, certainly.
If you want to know, it’s pollution that’s going to kill you. No, I am not one of those Go-Green campaigners. I detest them too, trying to change the history which had already been inked in the eternal sands of time and space. Of course that attempt is futile.
But if I know so much, can’t I help you fix it?
No, I cannot. For all my knowledge, I am impotent. You won’t get any help from me. Nor can you utilize my knowledge, and help yourself get back on track.
You may ask then, is there no scope for independent decision? Can’t we bounce back to normal- grow more trees, get eco-friendly and revert back to the Earth that is pristine.
No, you can’t. But I am not saying that you aren’t independent. I exist because of your independency.
And how is that possible?
I am one of the parallel universes that you live in. You may make different decisions, but not in me. You may try to mend your ways, but not in me. You may try to live differently, but not in me. You may try to brush before you eat, but not in me. You can do all that in other universes, but not in me.
In me, earthlings, you are surely gonna die…….
Alienman 