Scan your eyes to start the vehicle. The message was displayed on the front panel of my two-wheeler; I leaned forward and let the machine scan my retina. It has been only a year since AADIA (AADhar aided Intelligent Assistant) has been made mandatory on every vehicle but it feels like an eternity. I don’t even remember how it was like before.
With all phones and social media accounts already been linked with our Unique ID, Government had developed AADIA as a way to ease our everyday interactions. AADIA was the norm by 2020. Today, everything happens via AADIA, everything is known to AADIA, everything is updated via AADIA. We had smartphones enabled via AADIA, tracking everything we do by the end of the decade. Now, we have AADIA enabled smartbands, worn around the wrist, as watches were worn only half a decade back, attached to your body, doing everything that and much more like keeping your health in check etc.
Hi Kumar, You have logged into vehicle linked to your UID, Where do you want to go, a) Workplace or b) Someplace Else? A) Workplace, I commanded into my band.
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With the aathemaar-u* being away for couple of weeks, I suddenly found myself with lot of free time to spare after work everyday, which was inadvertently spent watching reaction videos on YouTube and staring at ceiling contemplating about Life and universe.
After slacking away couple of days in such a manner, marinating in my own mediocrity, it became apparent to me, while watching a Hindi dubbed Telugu film ‘Daring Gundaraj’, that how pathetic last few days have been. I needed to refresh myself. Lord Tyrion’s words reverberated in my head “a mind need books like a sword needs a whetstone if it’s too keep it’s edge”. I decided to give my brain some much needed exercise by indulging in some heavy work of fiction.
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Anathem by Neal Stephenson was zeroed in for this absurd task, solely because it was huge and it’s blob contained words like Extramuros. Few chapters into the book, it dawned on me that I have bitten more than I could chew. The alacrity quickly turned into regret as I tried to make sense of an Alien world with its own vernacular that author plunged into starting from the midday Provenor. I was like a Sline who’d been to no Suvins, getting lecture on Hylaen Theoric World, which even after being translated from ancient Orth to fluccish, was incomprehensible much like how the praxis of kineograms would have been to a Millenarial. I reckoned I’d rather have watched some spec-fic Speelies accessed from reticulum on my jeejah. Continue reading