Date:
":;" Parmy, Lubusa (Catholic Calendar date 18th May, 4591 AD)
Place:
Mercanda Planet, Carmery galaxy (1 quintillion parsecs from earth)
Narrator:
A merchant who deals in antique pieces. He travels round the Universe, from one galaxy to other, collecting these things.
Narration:
(The merchant is selling a few things he gathered while on a visit to MilkyWay galaxy in a place called Planet Earth. The merchant, with his dressing & presentation, appears as if Jack Sparrow is selling Bone-china dishes in the streets of Istanbul. A large crowd has gathered around him, exactly the way Indians flock around the snake-charmers )
" This, my fellowmen, this is called plastic. A plastic bottle to be precise. A material which cannot be destroyed! One which doesnt decay, burn, breakdown or annihilate! The person who made this, yes this was made in a room with U shaped vessels and persons wearing white coats, became an instant celebrity. The method of manufacture of this material is included in the books there and the big formulaes look like the mosquito nets that we use! I must say the people there are very intellingent. And gods have always been partial to them in the way that EARTHians are bestowed with smart minds, & occasionally, Gods visit that place and help them more.
Now this, a very peculiar thing mind it, is petrol! Yes, this liquid is a fuel. It runs machines, cars, trucks and what not! We, stupids like anything, sit 24hrs to recharge our vehicle batteries with solar energy; and they? They just put this inside and they run like anything! Gods have been exuberantly helpful and generous to them!
And the last one, this white sheet, the PAPER as they call it! What we all think in minds, they just note it down here! And guess what more, they have machines which can actually 'PRINT' something on this paper. People there keep doing this all the time. Lakhs of paper every second! And thus they have an impeccable collection of data, accounts, history, knowledge etc.
They are weaker than us in only two things.
First they cannot roam around the Universe like we do. They even get scared when I land my spacecraft at their places!
Second, their forests & trees are dissipating. Their Icebergs are melting. They live in an average temperature of 25-30 degrees!! They are dying. They have their lungs choked. They have their bodies burnt. They keep crying for something called OXYGEN. And what they inhale, contains all the soot, the origin of which I could not track.
So the students, the professors, the scientists and the scholars, I present you these things to work on, and create similar fabulous products for our world. This, combined with the natural beauty we possess, will make us the best place to live in!"
And so, another planet, quintillion parsecs from earth, also started its way to glory....just that it was to be the other way round!
Save trees, save paper, use less plastic. Conserve the environment. Your grandsons might be asking for a free visit to oxygen booth as their birthday gifts.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
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