A CALL FOR EARTHERS: THE THING WE NEED TO DO IN THE WORLD OF HOVLEF

by NL RINKU

  * 2 TWO YEARS AGO- JUST BEFORE BEGINNING OF THE THIRD WORLD WAR

  SOUTHERN STATE OF THE MOON- THE NATURAL SATELLITE OF THE EARTH 10:30:08 AM

  “Sir, are we really going to handover the mool which are now fully available in the small city?” a reporter asked him at the citizenship meeting. He kept himself silent for few seconds and looked the people of the moon. They all were waiting for his answer this moment. They were hoping that government will take a best step to free them from the fear. They had some queries for him but that were gaining his worried twice. Citizens of the natural satellite began to doubt him as enemies were giving their eyes on it. They didn’t feel safe.

  “Please notice, the mineral oil is ours only. At any cost we are not going to surrender at them,” Governor Pat Wubben said, hope you are just relaxed.

  “Excuse me sir, they have the most powerful guns, can we call them for war?” side reporter of the first one asked. “No, we are not doing this. Earthers have covetousness of the universe. If they want then we are ready to fight,” Governor Pat Wubben said, everyone clapped after him.

  A man up his hand, governor could find him as a questioner.

  “Yes?” he said.

  “Hello sir, my name is Tom Clark and I am from northern, are you too doing something for my state?” the man asked. “I have been talking to your governor about this. The moon is ours. We all will protect our home, not a stone will leave behind in case of the life saving,” he answered.

  Now Dr. Marshall will tell you the appearance of a new spaceship in southern sky that he had visited yesterday and made a particular research on that. An office staff brought a mike to his face as he was just dwarf.

  “We saw they were 3 miles away from our experimental house and dead due to a sudden crash in their machines. We couldn’t catch them for why they were on this land. Guess they were old here. They had been visiting someone without passports,” he started the speech.

  A kid asked Dr. Marshall, “Do you want to say that the stranger among our citizens is a spy?” “Maybe he has been providing secret information to Earthers and working in our office, can’t say now beside a police proof,” he said and just moved to his notes on the digital screen. They had arranged a notepad for him, before the conference.

  “In the year of 2037 my parent leaved the Earth to come here. My mother delivered me when dad was working in an oil mine of the satellite. I have remembered machines and aliens from different planets were trying to handle the moon. Our communities couldn’t do anything for weakness. Government formed a lot of conditions with them. Then they stopped the torture. ”

  “And further we knew they don’t believe us. They brought various techniques. They brought chemical bombs for us.”

  “I heard they did kidnap your sister, is it true?” a female reporter asked. “Excuse me ma’am, I can’t talk about this. It is the biggest horrible incident of my life. They were going to put non-natural sperms in her body. Please don’t repeat the same kind of question, I am so sorry for this,” Dr. Marshal said.

  Another guy stood and asked him, “What is about the protector of our space?” How long they will hide the secret at the moon’s citizens? The current situation forced them to reveal it. “Earthers could hack our passwords,” Dr. Marshal said.

  At the time governor Pat Wubben came forward. He began to consult the people about the shameless incident.

  “Sorry my friends but they won’t attack us now. We have made conditions with them. You don’t need to worry until our government is in power,” he said and looked.

  “Then why did they steal the protector’s codes? Will we trust them that they won’t be aggressive?” someone said. Machines don’t have emotions, feelings. They don’t understand the price of a life. They don’t see the tear of a child. To feel themselves secure people of this moon had made a shield around the space when they quit the Earth forever. It saves them from outer enemies.

  “I promise you we won’t let this happen. We are planning for new passwords and soon we will set this,” Governor Pat Wubben said.

  “Could you confidently say that Earthers and aliens can’t hack this again?” The natural satellite’s citizens asked him, the question was from all of their mouth. The politicians were just sparing them during the real talk. They didn’t want to bear the responsibility. It was like forcing the people to do suicide and asking them to eat poison.

  Governor Pat Wubben’s personal guards watched him when he moved away from the meeting for his office; Dr. Marshal and his other officers were with him too. They all were having nervousness of machines. It became a nightmare for them, mostly for the citizens of the moon.

  Democracy gives the freedom of speech to the common men. Any government can’t build a barrier when it comes to answer to their questions. This is a passion about respect for nationality.

  * LET’S TALK ABOUT CAROLUS GENERATION: THE LINK OF MYSTERIES AND REAL HISTORY

  Civilization changed. Then the human and humanity followed the same road. Old days disappeared in a mirror of this nature. We searched and saw they are not any more. They were dead. Gods aren’t guilty for this. You can’t say that our forefathers did this. We are helpless that we could trust them. We thought they will build a golden planet and full of silver stars in the world.

  The olden times has still remembered the danger of that scary war. When King Samuel made ally with devils and they agreed to vanish 20th galaxy of gods, by the way this was a wrong decision. King accompanied his millions of warriors. They went out on a journey to the heaven. All were refusing him to not participate there. King didn’t bend his bone. He didn’t bow his head. He didn’t put down his crown. Gods were watching him from their chairs. They also decided to provide different kinds of harass to King Samuel. They mixed diseases, venom in the air. People were saying he cheated us. He didn’t listen to our words. Disaster passed in the country and the creature forgot that a very old civilization was existed here someday.

  Billion years went on without humans. The planet became empty. Gods feared that further any generation don’t try to call them for war. They didn’t want a second group suddenly. They needed some times. They didn’t send a genius life. They wanted to send a cellular life first. At last their consideration approved. Honest and simplicity satisfied them. A peaceful surrounding reached at their ears. They saw again and it made them happy.

  Then cells divided, became multicellular. Some new lives continued their walk on the Earth. Atmosphere shifted itself. Gods thought this is a good chance. They sent others including beasts like dinosaurs, dragons and some few more animals, here. But they didn’t give the lives a clever language. They stayed in limit. Relationship between makers and children became too far. Gods moved a little forward on their next decision. To listen the lives pray they made angels who became a media. They were appearing themselves on the time of pain, sad and death.

  “Their teeth are like rock. They are too hard.”

  “And they are biggest of the world.”

  The gorilla could get him though he couldn’t speak. Their style was just different, only this class of animals could understand each other without verbal communication. They were higher in these years than remaining lives. I am talking about the further starting of generation when the planet was pure green and natural.

  “Who is that beast?”

  He looked at him. He seemed nervous. The air was flowing in opposite direction. It was winter, he felt.

  “My young brother, she is a pregnant dinosaur. She was coming to me and I guess she was in hunger.” This is none of any language of man. They were blessed by the gods of heaven. They were not in hurry of showing their cunning. They had enough ability. They were liberators of the Earth.

  “Today she did her job. Then her family will try and maybe they will success, what will happen to us?” The query for life was really very necessary for them. This was not in the books of law. Gods made them equally and they all should behave to each other just good. A dirty mind
could be a cause of destruction of a whole generation we people know it. Yet we repeat our wrongs. We call these works some mistakes only.

  Most of the dinosaurs became flesh eaters, where the gorillas are vegetarians. They ate tons of foods in a day and it seemed the planet will become a nongeneration home and less time will spend on this mission.

  “Look at his body, she didn’t digest him inside. She removed his brave heart and imagined that I could swallow the part,” co-gorilla said, in the language of animals.

  They had not seen these beasts as meat eaters. So the gorillas didn’t believe his words easily. According to them gods didn’t add any hazardous characters in the beasts when they sent to land here.

  “You have to trust us brother. We are with you. Think that she was protecting her child. Dinosaurs are like us, they are not thirsty for blood. They are pure vegetarians.”

  Then he understood himself that this was a job of that mother dinosaur. She should not afraid at all.

  “I think we should meet her now, to avoid her fear. We should be her friends. We should make a new relationship,” the gorilla leader said and patted his back. They were unknown. They didn’t think so that dinosaurs will behave like evils. They were trusting gods. They thought relationship is worthy to finding happiness.

  “Will you go there?”

  “Chill my friends; I will do this for you. I will meet them,” someone said among these gorillas and came to him.

  “We should need help of angels. They will advise us.”

  Others put the deliberation at that reunion. “Gods sent us. Always we shouldn’t depend that they will watch us just. We should do our own jobs without making any disturbance. They will be pleased then!” leader said and looked.

  “Yeah, he is saying right. We should accept the challenge about the relationship between us and these dinosaurs. They are not too much dissimilar in alliance.” He got ready to go there. He was not alone; his co-gorillas were going with him also. They saw a group of dinosaurs. They called and noticed that a storm is moving towards them, I mean dinosaurs attacked them immediately. They tried to run so fast, to save their life. Only few of them could get away from that danger zone. After this they lost their brothers, mates and relatives. “It didn’t happen as we were thinking.”

  “How did they become evils? They are not eating leaves or grass anymore.” “Did you see a dinosaur could catch me in his hands?”

  “I escaped you brother, remember,” the gorilla said and looked him a bit. “Does it matter?” he said. “They will vanish to our animal civilization if we don’t something and later they will eat their own in hunger. Think of our families now. Think of a safe spot to hide until they are in the jungle.”

  “We are always prepared to do what our children need, we will guard them,” a gorilla raised the thing on protection.

  “We will talk to gods. We will go for begging help from them,” leader said. He did try to show the trust there as they were losing it. “If they don’t listen to us what will be our next step?” a gorilla said, because they don’t appear directly. You know very well that angels are becoming corrupt day by day. They hope work from us.

  “Does it mean we will have to satisfy them?” a female gorilla asked. “Angels will ask us to do things what they want. If we could make it possible they will bring us to the front door of heaven to meet gods,” leader said, things are different for everyone and they will choose among us.

  “Old gorillas are not allowed,” leader said.

  “We will ride a particular mountain to call the angels. This is a clear move that we can do easily.” They made groups with the gorilla leader. They walked towards east and reached at Caliver Mountain of the very mature Earth (North African territory, Morocco). They were confirmed that dinosaurs will no more follow them as they were passing with a secret road, where the dark was watching them. They looked above the sky and prayed. It was just mid-night.

  “Hey messengers of gods, their flowers, and our peace makers; please accept our calling. We are afraid. They might ruin our gorilla kingdom if you late. Save us my lords,” he started.

  Everyone then called them after the leader.

  “Save us my lords, save us from these beasts. Please save us!” “We are aware of their works. They are cruel now. They are hunger for flesh and bloods. But, what can you do for us?” angels appeared in front of these gorillas. The animal generation bowed its head in respect to the messengers.

  “Please save us my lords, we have been ready for your requirements.”

  “We request you, please,” the leader said and put a frequent decision from his co. Gods wanted to develop the planet. They needed servants. They knew the service will take millions of years to get better, may take a billion year also. It was for a rich civilization. It was for a successful human generation which was waiting to reappear since the planet made some changes, after the spoil of King Samuel’s kingdom including so many countries.

  “Work for creators of the universe. They all are your fathers. They want good things for you. They want to help you. When your children will rise for the next they will find the planet as a great resource. They won’t afraid. They will live freely, you too,” the angel said.

  “And you will proceed to other planets in future just for this!” “Science and technology will play a major role here. Machines will do your things. You can reach everywhere without your body. Imagination will give the pleasure that you didn’t expect. Your dream will come true in each and every second.” Gorillas agreed on this proposal. A new day began with cultures, tradition and source of knowledge. Angels brought them to the front door of gods. They just felt relax now.

  “Only one can go in, to meet gods” an angel said at the left side ear of the major, a senior felt it as he was standing just close. They chose leader for this. He left his family and crossed that door line. He was watching rocky statue. He was watching bright stars in the heaven. He was watching a mobile, energetic and digital map also. He noticed people of this future and their planning for the Earth.

  “What kind of thing is this?” the leader said softly, he hadn’t seen the powerful gadget before in his life. He wondered. He touched the screen of this biggest automatic drawing.

  “Map of galaxies and different worlds which is in control.”

  The leader heard the sound from the space as he was alone in the shinning world.

  “Who are you?” he said, looked around but couldn’t find the orator.

  “I am god,” he said, I am shapeless my son. The animal became curious. “Can I know your name?” the gorilla leader said.

  “I don’t have any name but certainly I am for you. I am for your family.”

  Further, he tried to see the god; a voice was reaching to him only.

  “Angels say you are so many in this home, where are others staying?” he said.

  “Yes we are; you can listen to us if you concentrate in your heart.”

  “I am glad that you gorillas are now helping us in making the planet. The change is coming here for your kindness,” another voice came to him. “We all are shapeless my son!”

  Gods knew about their problems. They were searching someone too, for the galaxy who will be a key monarch in the next generation, who will be a game changer in bringing prosperous to human society. They did sure that possibilities will start from the gorilla and his family. At last they will continue.

  “They eat meats; they are now a different kind of beasts in the universe. We bless you that dinosaurs won’t harm you anymore. They will become your servants. They will work under you.”

  “And we are giving you the voice of your next generation, language of the man that you will use to talk.”

  They returned. Kingdom built and everyone got citizenship. Blood war stopped for a while, until a century.

  * THE HOME: TIME- 9:35:21 SECONDS “I think we are unable to control the situation going on now. They are saying oxygen deal with citizens of the moon is old and thus United States and
other powerful countries cannot help a bit this time,” grandfather said and looked at me.

  Further he continued to read the newspaper about the last night occurrences. “They are making dancing robots, some of them can do hip-hop and only a minimum can try break-dance.”

  My new girlfriend Janie smiled when she came from our kitchen. Thought she will act like a dancer now, just to make fun of me. She does it always.

  “Baby, did you write the article?” she said. She gave me a soft smooth kiss. She thought I am behaving like a kid. I should join in a second class job which is perfect for me.

  “Yeah, my friend gave me the idea. He is doing great these days. I just inspired by him!” I said.

  “Nitin? The Indian guy?

  “I know him,” she said as she prepared coffee for me.

  “I don’t agree, how could they make robots for entertainment in the war time? Are they really serious about us?” grandfather said from his sit. The world respects to machines more than we people. They brought changes in politics I mean most of the educated took robots in leadership instead of humans. Decision makers couldn’t do anything here. They voted to androids, gadgets and robo-sapiens. They thought only machines can do things very fast as they don’t need rest. Men are lazy, cheaters. They made war with Martians and Citizens of the Moon.

  Secretly people accompanied. They worked as spy against the roboticgovernments. They didn’t want that the machines force them. They wanted a revolution. They wanted to fight for their liberty. Indian fought, Americans and Canadians did also. But it was happening 200 years ago.

  The phone rang suddenly, uncle Gregor I told him.

  “So, no oxygen can provide. They will face a hazard. I am sure they won’t support us if it became complicated,” grandfather received the call. Uncle Gregor was working as a spy in a secret company. My view says he always works for the integrity of humanity. He didn’t even vote the robotic Mayer Mr. Mc-337. He was saying transforming the right of us will let you feel that at last we made the planet a better hell. Voters didn’t realize their fault when he just advised them. He intentionally shifted his own name Jack. He loved to hate the real enemies, the robotic leaders of the country.