Page 128 - Musings 2020

6

The Hell and The Heaven

Aditya Upadhyay 2017A7PS0083P and Kamal Khemka 2017A1PS0691P

“Ladies and gentlemen, as you all know how THE PANEL has taken control of the Earth and
brought prosperity and peace thereafter. The world is now divided into the East and the West,
with the East consisting of the people who live in a dreadful and miserable condition, suffer
hardship until they provide enough services, and earn enough credits to be considered for an
upgrade. While we here in West enjoy the hardship that we suffered in the East for the
betterment of the earth….” the man on the TV screen said in a monotonous and dull voice.

“Millie, could you please turn off the TV? Why do they repeat the same thing all over? I am
really frustrated hearing all this shit. I am on the balcony if you want something just call me.”
Jhanvi said
It’s the time of the evening when the sky is full of birds chirping their way home to their nest.
The environment is filled with the sounds of children playing and shouting through the street.

“Milli, can you bring me a cup of tea? The weather is so calm today isn’t it” Jhanvi said from
the balcony.
“Yes Ma’am” She replied, handing over the cup of tea to her.
“But still I miss mama and papa so much. Even if we were not happy in the East, at least we
were together there. I only wish that they will also earn enough credits to get promoted to this
place.”

Jahnvi is an astrophysicist and an ex-militant for the women’s force of THE PANEL. She has
shifted to this place recently after getting promoted by THE PANEL in rewards of the deeds
and services that she had provided to the civilisation in the past. She has done a major
breakthrough in her field and has already included her name on the list of BEST 30. She was
enjoying the sunset and the nature that THE PANEL has provided to its dependents which all
though is artificial but still is much better what others have been experiencing, then suddenly
a car stops in front of their house and a man dressed in grey coat comes out of it. He appears
to be a tall cyborg with a metallic left palm. As he reached the gate, he seemed to be anxious
yet quiet.

“Sir, can you provide your identification, failure of which may lead to your detention by the
cops” the machine on the door replied in a male British accent.
He scanned his left thumb on the scanner and went inside their house.
“Welcome Mr. Varun, what happened you look a bit anxious today?”
“Jahnvi, THE PANEL has asked for your services, which you must choose to provide. The
cab is waiting outside”

The next moment both of them were on the cab which was traveling at lightning speed. All
the time (which was not literally that much) Jahnvi was thinking about how she grew up into
a smart, beautiful yet a child-like lady who still dances and sings on her own just the way she
used to do when their family was together. Her line of thoughts was broken up by the sound
of people talking in indistinctive voices.

128