“The world is coming closer to an end. Celebrate 2025 with a bang because none of us will see 2026. Just this year in hand and humanity will die.” The T.V. channels and radio stations screamed. Stress was visible on the faces of the news readers.
They tried to calm down as much as possible and continued, “But wait! The good news is that our scientists are working on preserving human biodiversity in DNA Banks to help humanity return to this planet in the future. Please start typing questions if you have any and send them to the number given on the screen below.
“How are you so sure of this? People have been predicting the end of the world for years now.” One of the viewers commented.
The other said, “This is fake news.”
Comments started pouring in, and it looked like a war place.
Another one wrote, “Ok. In that case, how will human biodiversity work without humans?” This question triggered further comments, and anxiety and stress rose.
“Maybe Artificial Intelligence is the answer? It is the new trend and already taking over human work.” One of them replied.
Many responded with thumbs up and smiling emojis, while some with crying emojis.
Suchi had been watching this news for the last one hour. Her brain had almost stopped working, not knowing how to respond. All the emotions came rushing like waves in the sea. “If this were true, how would I fulfil all my dreams? One year left and myriad dreams. No…no, this can’t be true!” She yelled, springing up from the sofa.
Suddenly, Suchi remembered a scientist who belonged to a group. She dialed his number to confirm the news.
“Hey, Suchi! I know why you called me. It is true, and our group is seriously working on storing human biodiversity,” Shashi said.
“Please tell me more about your project.” Suchi requested.
“Don’t take me wrong, Suchi. I cannot share any more details. It is against the rules of confidentiality.” Shashi replied.
Suchi hung up the phone, sounding upset. But Shashi’s confirmation did bring a grin to her face. She felt her DNA might help get her back to earth someday, allowing her to fulfil all the dreams that had remained incomplete in this lifetime.
There were four core members in the group. Shashi led the group. He was considered a visionary leader. Doing something for humanity was in his blood despite the odds.
One of the team members, Samarth, believed in the project wholeheartedly but doubted Shashi’s intentions and feared opening his mouth. He started spying on Shashi.
When Shashi discovered this, he fired Samarth, raising many questions and doubts in the minds of his team, for Samarth was one of the intelligent team members and was doing pretty well.
Shashi dispelled all the doubts and appointed a member from another department to work on this project. The project started again but did not move as fast as expected. Shashi either fired people or fought with his team, often leading to a toxic environment and delay in the project’s progress.
Staff began gossiping, speculating about the sudden shift in Shashi’s behaviour. When Shashi’s senior asked for clarifications, he justified his point about why he felt vexed with the team.
Having received the answers, the senior calmed down and instructed Shashi to speed up the project. The project gained momentum.
With only a week left before the world’s end, a group of scientists held a press conference to announce a significant achievement – The preservation of human biodiversity in DNA Banks. Cameras flashed incessantly, capturing the atmosphere of hope and anticipation.
A team member leaned close to the Managing Director and whispered gravely, “Sir, everything has been destroyed. Shashi has left a note and is planning to take his own life.”
Panicked, the entire team hurried to Shashi’s residence. But in vain. Shashi’s lifeless body hung from the ceiling fan, his legs dangling above the floor, with a toppled stool lying beneath him. Though the room was heavy with silence, it spoke a thousand things.
Shashi’s note read, “I couldn’t reverse the system and give justice to my son and wife. This was an opportunity for revenge, and I couldn’t let it go.
My 18-year-old son died in an unfortunate car accident. He was coming home after his badminton tournament. An overtaking Mercedes belonging to a politician hit our car and my son died on the spot. He had many dreams. He wanted to take sports to the next level and make India proud. But, alas, everything fell apart in an instant. I lost my wife because of a doctor’s negligence. I still hear her laughter in the silence of our home. If humans want to harm each other, isn’t it better to have robots?
We humans have not spared nature either. Mountains, trees, and rivers all are shedding tears of pain. Hence, I am against storing human biodiversities and do not want any rebirth of humans on this Mother Earth.
I heard someone say, “This is not just the end but a gateway to something better – A transition from Kaliyuga to Satyayuga where people will love each other and experience abundant happiness.
Perhaps! But, if we store these human biodiversities, will there be any change in human behaviour? Will they respect nature and other living beings? Will they follow the discerning purity of the soul, the true essence of the soul? All this seems to be a dream for me that would never come true.
I am glad to know the world is going to end soon. Goodbye friends. I take your leave now and wish to rest beside my family. I pray that, from now on, Mother Earth finds the peace she deserves.
