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I woke up in the morning,looked at my inter galactic watch,I was late for my work.I was a dead man if i didn’t reach in another 2 minutes.I somehow took instant clean quickly and took 2 BF pills to get me going for the day.

I stepped out of my floating house,Moon was a bit cold today.Normally the temperature is kept normal for everyone to sustain.There was something about the day.I went to my carship and for the first time i didn’t remember the code to open my ship.One more try failure,I would be sent back to where i came from.I tried my ID number again and it opened.In 5 milliseconds i was at my workater(or office as we call it at moon).

At the gate i met Queeky,he was looking at me with gloom on his face.His face is quite not there where i would have liked but the friendship was so strong that i always seemed to understand what his mood was.Queeky and I have worked together for about 5 moon years now.He is from some galaxy similar to ours about 2,500,000 light years away.A lot of difference in the way we both look but still understand each other so well.Coming back to where i was.Queeky’s ‘expression’ had made it very clear that Boss was not happy with the progress.

I and Queeky were part of the project named ‘ Emcsquara’.It was basically about a prototype vehicle which could travel at about 70% of the speed of the light.We were facing some issue with its mass after it attained a speed of about 55% of the speed of light.We had an appointment with Einstein working at our office at earth but he had asked for some more time as he was also not pretty sure what the bug was.We also asked an another Einstein working in our sister concern,he had asked us to meet in a day or two.

Queeky had talked to 3 Edisons till now regarding the issues but they didn’t help or didn’t want to help.All these clones of famous scientists seemed to have develop a ‘Snob’ effect.There is an extreme envy between all the clones of various personalities who were in the same field in actual.According to a study,this error has been induced due to a Gene 511 which was unnecessary injected to improve efficiency while cloning.

With all these thoughts I and Queeky were in front of the Boss.The Boss was of the same species as Queeky.Infact all except few of us humans were all of the same species named Nobanis.Queeky was never on boss’s firing line due to obvious reasons but i always received a mouthful in their extremely French like language.Many a times my language decoder also failed to convert what he was saying.

The boss had nothing to say to me instead of putting pressure on me to complete the project as if he has bought me or had he ?

I came back to my stonicule and switched on my 3Dtop.I got a reminder that i needed to go to Venus tomorrow for some urgent work.But before going there i need to put a logo tattoo of Pepsi on my arm.I forgot the actual reason behind it.There was a law which compelled us Humans to agree everything what these people or paliens or aliens said.

I felt as if I was a product and not a human.but I was feeling very human today.I wanted to talk to someone,share how i felt today.

The day finally came and i was at Venus.There was no work as such,we need to participate in some annual Pepsi Human Campaign which takes place every year,I don’t even remember since when ? Since i was kid,I went there with my father,with the same logo on my arm.There was something about the event.Many Queeky like aliens came there to see us all.

Queeky was a nice fellow but was a little different.He used to behave strange sometimes,anyways he was a good friend of mine!

With this thought i returned to the moon.Whenever i got time,i used to see earth and absorbed information about it.Recently i heard a river named Ganga has been revived again which was lost long back somehow by a new water extracting robot.My grandfather had told me about a river named Ganga.Many monuments have been bonsaied to remember what was there on earth.but Why would someone do that ?

In my thoughts i reached a model of earth in front of me.I remembered a chapter from my book where it all begun.A country named India sent a satellite to moon and it discovered traces of water here.

My thoughts just keep on wandering.I was suffering a severe headache from morning.It was usual now.It was 2 pm and i went to take my LB pills as part of my lunch.I wonder how my ancestors used to eat all solid stuff which grew on earth.

An alien came to me,similar to a HR as explained by my grandfather,and said I have to go to Earth for a meeting with Einstein.I took a sigh of relief and geared myself for the meeting.

All this time i wanted to fly,be free and do what i want but i was bound by something but first time i had a feeling that i was happy.I had never been to earth.I was always here at Moon or was at other planets,had seen images of earth,read about it in my history course taught by Queeky’s dad.

Something changed inside me,I was planning to be a rebel.I wanted to go to earth and get lost somewhere in there.I never wanted to come back to this life of slavery.I wanted to feel human not a product.

I am done with my packing and now all set to leave and escape.Queeky came to meet me and i met him as if i was meeting him for one last time.I hugged him ( a practice very unusual at the place where I worked).I took the private spaceship thinking in mind that I will never be back.The distance of 407 000 Km was covered in no time as i kept dreaming of my plans.

I am now exiting the ship and Whoa ! Whole Spaceport was full of aliens of various kinds.I am seeing about 15 Shahrukh Khans( a famous 21st century filmstar loved by humans) greeting aliens landing from various spaceships and entertaining them.There are many known human faces all busy with some chores on the spaceport.I still didn’t know,why i was brought to earth.Was it really the meeting with Einstein ?

I got my answer when i came out of the spaceport and saw an ad.

The translated version of the ad in the alien Earth.

I was a product,a branded product,not a Human.And now was being replaced due to a malfunction called behaving like human error.

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