The year was 2020.
The world had begun to fall into the eye of the storm we all had feared. Countries could not trust each other anymore. All the bliss and happiness that children were taught to dream about and aspire to achieve seemed to vaporize in that one moment.
All women and all men were torn apart from their very sanity when the nations decided it was time to find the strongest of all, the most dominant. What still shocks me is how fast any opportunity of diplomacy and deliberation went of the window.
Even now, I remember how we talked about the world being more evolved than ever before, how people came to terms with the idea of moving towards peace. It was only rational we were taught.
“The technology available today has the power to make or break this world. It paves the way for us to travel this universe, reach the farthest points of the life beyond.”
These words by Musk always resonate in my mind. After all I was there to hear it at his first MUSK for the youth expo.
Who knew this technology of the future would make people so blind that they reverted to ways of the past.
Every dream, every version of utopia got destroyed the minute that bullet went through Trump’s left eye. The whole world saw it. It was his big speech after all. He was going to talk about some issue, I think. I don’t remember really. Never really liked the man. Always found him obnoxious.
The leaders of the world showed their true colours as soon as that horrible event unfolded.
I still remember the news the next day. I was sitting at the breakfast table in Roy’s with a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon and a Belgian waffle drenched in the sweetest of pecan butter syrups. Had I known, that would be the last one forever, I wouldn’t have spent most of my concentration on the gorgeous lady down the table in her suit- pant if that’s what it’s called.
“BREAKING NEWS – News has just come in saying that the Russian Federation has declared war on all nations part of MENA and has formed an alliance with Canada, Japan, Israel and the Caribbean nations all of whom seem to be coming out in support of USA after the tragedy that shook the world yesterday.
The former vice president of USA, Mike Pence, has already had talks about the plot for Donald Trump’s assassination and intelligence has suggested that this was a tediously planned kill by all the people who have showed their annoyance at his election to the post of presidency.”
The world, as we knew it, ended with end of this broadcast.
If you are reading this, I hope you have made it through the war of the world. You probably already know all that has happened but I need to be sure, so everything you read next will be all that occurred since morning of 14th February 2019. Ironic how that was meant to be a day of love.
The MENA nations were not going to just take such allegations without retaliation and started displaying their secret armory and all the power they really held. Numerous nations came forward in support of these countries. Sides were taken in this fight for dominance. No one expected the world to get so divided in a single moment of stupidity of the person who pressed that trigger. I know I did not.
Seemed like all teachings of humanity were squashed under the feet of the ruthless leaders, the bastards who spat on all rationality.
The citizens of the world had always feared that segregation due to belief would lead to the war of intolerance and yet the same groups with different beliefs tried to preach peace to those whose ears were full of arrogance and ignorance.
When we preached for equality for all, men, women and others, nobody ever meant equality in death.
All the innocent blood that was shed still stains the roads and the walls of each house. There remains no pure soul who sees the world through the eyes of rationality.
I still remember the worst day. The day all hell broke loose. The day humanity died. The day even infants stopped crying out of shock. The day tears disappeared and joy seemed to fade out faster than light.
The day news came that concentration camps started emerging in different parts of the world.
All lessons taught about the heinous crimes of the Nazis seemed too real.
I often hear the shrieks that the world made that night.
“There was no hatred against people”, the news said. It was all just for displaying power and for the dominance of the world.
Till that day I always regretted never finding the love of my life. That day I felt like not having anyone to care for was fine and maybe the only advantage I had in a fight for living. The world was in shambles. People displaying all the hatred they ever had through all the actions.
I can’t forget the day my neighbours were killed in cold blood all because they didn’t open the door within five seconds. The ruthless spine-chilling killers roamed the world free. There was no one to stop them. Walking the street without a pistol in your hand was as rare as seeing someone smile.
Anyone with hatred in their hearts was glorified and was recruited for the army. They were given guns, ammunition and the order – “Get busy killing.”
There was no wall in the world that probably didn’t have this phrase written on it with blood.
You may ask, what if someone didn’t hold grudges and didn’t have hatred, well, they were more than welcome to join the bodies rotting in the once-lush green stadiums of the all countries. Yes, the same stadiums where champions created history were now used as dumping grounds. Before the war, living beside the stadiums was an honour. Today, even the smell of a meadow can’t remove the stench.
Children were being trained to fight and to grow up to be killers. Women and men were given the option of killing, aiding in production of more ammunition or dying. With international chaos, came the uprising of all those whose’ thoughts and principles were so lowly that even mentioning them makes me nauseous. These demons ranged from racists to rapists. The world has come a long way from such lowly thinking we always told ourselves and yet they existed and the hatred built and exploded when chaos ensued.
As I write this the humanity nears its end, the year is 2030.
As you read this, the world is over but you exist and there exists hope, maybe.
I am a man who always existed and had moments of happiness and moments that I regret. Coming out in college was difficult and somewhere in my heart I still regret it. Seeing my family immigrate to USA made me happy. My dad attained his dream. But then, came the call.
“Your brother has been taken away from us. The lack of his medicines took a toll on him and he passed away yesterday. Your mom seems to be in denial. I am sorry but we really can’t live knowing we couldn’t save our son. I am sorry, son. Take care.”
The last time I heard my dad’s voice. The sound that followed cannot be replicated and yet the thud from the falling of the phone and the sound of my parents choking to their deaths haunts me still.
In that moment, I hated that scoundrel. And while I am filled with regret now knowing what has happened, I shed no tear while I pulled the trigger on Trump. I killed Trump.
As you read this, I seize to exist. Probably one of the many stench-makers at Lord’s.
– Dwaipayan Bhattacharya