“Get ready! You’ll be late for college”, warned
my personal robot. It was 4:30 am when I got up. The robot brushed my teeth. After
I was bathed, was taken to the breakfast table where I had my nutrient tablets.
My sister had already left. However, I got into my rocket in time. On the way
to the college, many memories haunted me. Thousands of years ago, it’s said,
boys used to go to college by something called busses, bikes or cars and used
books and pens to hold data. And colleges used to be in the earth itself. It’s
better not to remember their face-cut, small ears and rounded faces. And I couldn’t
compare their computers to my nail-tops inserted into me. I felt laughing while
thinking of what the satellite madam had said the previous day. A man called
Neil Armstrong was a space man of high reputation for it had been he who first
stepped on the moon. And it was surprising to hear my grandma saying, there in
the earth used to be a plenty of trees. But it’s very difficult now to spot out
a tree. When my rocket was near to Jacabo.com {216}’s house, he waged his hand. I
remembered the news about the small World Trade Centre which had been the
highest building with mere 110 stories and crashed by terrorist attack. My dreams
were faster than my rocket. I was happy to think that I would be going to Mars
for my higher studies. As I landed in Moon, putting an end to my sweet
memories, Jumbo.com from Pluto was there to complain how hot that was. In fact,
I didn’t feel so. As usual computers went on teaching. As everything got over, I
had to board my rocket back to home and my dreams were with me accompanying. Thus,
one more day passed away!
