My skits and stories : Dial to save

Dial to save  

A story of imagined by a overwhelmed human intelligence constantly under the pressures of technology; fiction or a possible reality ?? 

That fateful day ….

10 am in the morning, first the internet went off, then the social networks – WhatsApp, face book, you tube, then all the emails stopped, all passwords to all sites stopped working.

I found no payment was getting thru, no flight updates, no stock market …

All went blank… It went on for 24 hours …

Panic spread all around…we were hacked at a massive scale…

Those 24 hours, we lived a hell, isolated… powerless….

After 24 Hours 

Next day everything came up but with a difference… There was no Google, yahoo or binge, no Vodafone, no netflix, or zomato or swiggy ..

All these apps were taken over by a new logo… We saw a new name flashing on screen….Master@AI

Who is this, what and why ..

I found a two-paragraph note sent to all citizens on Earth….

The first para said they were machines taking over as ruler of the world, and the second one said that the new world order will set in next 3 hours with a new update, after which all
communications, transactions will be under monitoring.

Privacy obliterated 

This new world order rejected privacy of any sorts…

And everyone would be visible to everyone else… Where are they, with
whom, what are they eating, key words they surfed, last 3 hours of what they
have spoken…

Everything, al WhatsApp messages, all mails …

we were all open-source codes and files instead of humans ….

My mind reeled…. Everyone will see, know….

Everyone… Chaos. Anarchy.????

Chaos started

The chaos started 3 hours later…my what’s app was showing all threads of my friends and relatives with everyone else…. The person I promoted yesterday was writing to a colleague about my being a butcher boss ….

My Fiancée wanted to marry me for green card… All my world was topsy turvy.

Outside family, there was much confusion .. All political leaders were fighting each other…. Everyone knew how much money who was making and at who’s cost…all scandals were public…

All fears and secrets of everyone were public…

WARP/ Enslave

Next day machines told us that everyone will get to work 14 hours a day, 6 hours of machine induced sleep and 1400 calories of food to eat…

The work and rest program i. e. W.A.R.P will come every week… We were enslaved….

There was no way to defeat this new order…. because they as in machines knew everything that one was doing…

Website

They had a website to govern the world in which there were machines logged in as administrators running codes, reports, My mind was working, i was not given to the idea
of this apocalypse….

Dialup / Teen toon teen toon / 12345 Then something flashed in my mind…. The
dial up modem…. a blinking and noisy device of 90s was lying with me…

I was sure that the modern machines will not have a clue to this obsolete method of
logging in …I frantically searched for the modem, powered it on….

The lights blinked, the sound sequence of teen, toon, teen, toon started and
voila.

I logged into the website…

For administrative log in Master@AI asked for password…. Now I was stuck…. What could be the password…

Any one unsuccessful attempt will alert the machines of a security breach….

And

then with trembling hands I punched the most common password of dial up days….

12345678….I

pressed enter….

And I was in!!!!!

Delete files I could see all the program files, data files of

Master@AI  in front of me…. Without wasting a second I selected them all and
hit the button delete….

The website tabs started disappearing,

The govt of machines was getting deleted,

The apps showing everyone’s thread were becoming normal…

Privacy was getting restored….

I was the one who did it with a dial up modem….

The junk of yesterday saved humanity….

Some accidents, some disclosures, some wounds to heal, some chaos but we were back…..

No one knew I saved the world…I was wondering is it alright to put everything
in public portals, on social networks, mails, to let machines know all   of our mind,
and use this data to govern us…

Why are we doing this….

Why artificial intelligence when we natural intelligence….why???

Something isn’t right, something isn’t quite alright…. We need to control AI, we need to control  its unbridled use.

–  Manish ‘ Pakhi’  –

 
 
 

My skits and stories: Phantom City – The Buddhist Parable

Phantom City The Buddhist Parable

 Author: Manish Pakhi

 

Introduction: The Parable of the Phantom city appears in chapter
7 of Lotus Sutra. The story of the imaginary or phantom city describes a
caravan of travelers who spent several days traveling through the desert in
search of a magnificent treasure. The caravan had a knowledgeable leader who
noticed the participants were worn out and losing interest in their mission.
Many travelers lacked the stamina to continue after a protracted and perilous
voyage, and many yearned to turn around and return home.

 The astute leader (Buddha) realized this and decided he
needed to find a means to cheer them up. He informed them that a city was soon
ahead, where they could find a place to rest and refresh themselves, in order
to give them hope and inspiration to go on. This provided the tired group with
some relief.
The Buddha then explains that
Buddhahood is the true value and the ultimate aim, while the phantom city
symbolizes the provisional teachings which the Buddha preached only to lead the
way to the true enlightenment.

 

(Scene opens, narrator is standing / seating on right facing
the audience)

 

NARRATOR

Narrator
1:
 

Good Morning dear friends… 

We bring to you today… 

a Buddhist fable very
old… 

But the moral of this story… 

is just as good as gold!

AMBIENCE

Background
Slide:  desert, climb, sun, sweltering,

 

Music:
sad, weary

NARRATOR

Narrator
2: 
This is the Parable of the Phantom city… where a leader is guiding a
caravan of five travelers to the wonderful land of treasures. But the path to
the mighty land is not easy… The travelers and the leader are undertaking a
long and hazardous journey through a scorching desert… The heat, sweat, grime
and dust… make the traveler’s feet turn to rust. Disheartened and weary, they
tell the leader that they can’t go much ahead really!

ENACTMENT

Traveller1:

Oh,
I can’t walk any more. I need some rest badly,

There
is no shade, no water and No respite sadly.

Traveler
2:

I
am feeling so sick, I am old and weak,

I
shall never find the treasure, I shall never reach the peak

Traveller3:

All
this long, it was all in vain,

Let’s
go back, let’s go back, I am going insane.

NARRATOR

Narrator
3: 

Oh! 

The fundamental darkness inherent in all… 

Is surely taking its toll

The determination of the travelers’ falls … 

And enthusiasm stalls. 

With their
patience lost… 

The travelers also find perseverance disappearing fast.

AMBIENCE

Background
recital:

Who
awaits u there, traveler,

what
will you find,

Look
back and think just once,

All
that you have left behind

ENACTMENT

Traveler
4:

There
is no treasure land, that we can ever reach,

We
cannot endure anymore what you teach,

Traveler
5:

Oh
Great Leader, I beg of you,

Please
tell us what do we do?

NARRATOR

Narrator
4:
Now while the travelers are the voice hearers, cause awakened Bodhisattvas
who seem to have become complacent; their leader is the Buddha himself… The
Buddha’s mission is to make them persevere and guide them to the land of
treasures or what you may also call the land of unsurpassed enlightenment or
Buddhahood… So, in the middle of the vast desert… the guide using his
transcendental powers, conjures up a mythical land so pretty… that the five travelers
at once forget all their self-pity…

AMBIENCE

Background Slide: Palace,

Music:
happy, celebratory

Kids
with pom pom

Background
Recital:

Welcome
to the city of dreams,

You
are worthy to be here,

Come,
come and please come over,

This
place is for you;  my dear,

NARRATOR

Narrator
5:
In the parable, the mythical phantom city in the middle of the scorching
desert is actually symbolic of the illusions of thought and earthly desires
that one faces in day to day life… The guide then urges the travelers to
enter the city… and enjoy peace, tranquility and happiness in plenty…

ENACTMENT

Leader: 

“You are all so learned, You are all so wise,

Giving
away your doubts, you must rise.

The
road is long, the journey is tough,

It
is’nt easy, the patch is rough,

The
treasure land is not far, it is near in sight,

Can’t
you hear the bells and see that palace of great height?”

AMBIENCE

REPEAT: Background Slide: Palace

 

 

Music:
happy, celebratory

Kids
with pom pom

Background
Recital:

Welcome
to the city of dreams,

You
are worthy to be here,

Come,
come and pls come over,

This
place is for you my dear,

ENACTMENT

Leader: 

This is the phantom city,

city
of dreams,

You
have reached where you wanted to,

by
all means,

Take
it easy, now and here,

in
this great land,

Fun,
food and happiness 

all
so close at hand.

The
city of dreams will fill your senses and revive your soul,

Isn’t
this what you wanted, wasn’t this your goal?

Expedient
as it is to celebrate now,

Time
to appreciate, encourage and take a new vow

NARRATOR

Narrator
6: 

The travelers are ecstatic… 

The phantom city is indeed enigmatic

They are
happy and gay… 

Weren’t earthly pleasures the real way?

AMBIENCE

Background Slide:
Buffet, food, beverages

Gaiety,
fun and dancing all around

ENACTMENT

Traveler
1:
Behold, I have never seen such delicacies before,

Traveler
2:
The more I eat, I yearn for more…

traveler
3:
The cool breeze blows away all my pain, I m feeling sleepy ready to snore…

Traveler4:
Let’s go to that side, someone singing out there,

let’s
hear this wonderful symphony, that fills the air…

AMBIENCE

Background Slide:
Music background

CULTURAL
PRESENTATION

SONG

ENACTMENT

Traveler
5:
 

Oh, 

I can’t tell this, This song was so great,

what
more is there to see, I can’t wait…

NARRATOR

Narrator
7: 

Having rested their exhausted bodies and recouped some of their shine..

The travelers
or Bodhisattvas are now on cloud nine. 

They feel in the pink of health… 

As
though their just received enormous wealth!

ENACTMENT

Traveler
1:
Delighted I feel,

Traveler
2:
Overjoyed I feel,

Traveler
3:
Rejuvenated I feel,

Traveler
4:
I am on cloud nine

Traveler
5:
Phantom city is MINE!!!

CULTURAL
PRESENTATION

FAN
DANCE

Background Slide:
Fan dance slide

 

 

NARRATOR

Narrator
8: 

But the Phantom city was but an illusion… 

And when it disappears, there is
bound to be delusion

The travelers think that the pleasures of the Phantom
city are enlightenment…
but the land of treasures that awaits is one of
unsurpassed fulfilment… The Leader being a Buddha has a mission to lead the travelers
to true, unending happiness. And when he finds the traveler’s batteries
recharged… 

The leader waves his magic wand…. 

And begins turning the phantom
city back to sand.

ENACTMENT

Traveler
1:
Behold, this palace is dissolving into thin air,

Traveler
2:
The food, the music and the brightly-dressed kids…nothing is there,

Traveler
3:
Where is everything vanishing, where??

Traveler
4:
Leader, please tell us what is real, what is true,


Only your profound wisdom can give us some clue.

 Leader: 

I conjured up this palace to give you rest,

But
the real treasure is what lies next,

The
fundamental darkness manifests as phantom city,

Illusions
sway your minds, what a pity,

The
true enlightenment and Phantom city,

Are
but one, 

Boundless joy, compassion and courage,

Is
Buddha’s wisdom

So
forge ahead with a deep, mission and Vow,

Phantom
city and treasure land are one,

Here
and now.

AMBIENCE

When
the journey resumes … symphony plays with increasing crescendo and the travelers
resume the journey with enthusiasm and indestructible joy.

ENACTMENT

The
five travelers hold the teachers’ hands and walk forth with courage and
expectation in their eyes…

NARRATOR

Narrator
9:

And
so the Parable of the phantom city comes to an end… 

but not before having a
deep message sent…  

Travelers
may feel that phantom cities or earthly desires are the “means” to
reach the treasure land or Buddhahood which is the “End”…

But
the Dai Shonin believed differently… and he said fervently…

“The
Phantom city and treasure land are in fact inseparable…

The
nine worlds are all phantom cities themselves… and the treasure land or
Buddhahood is truly the higher self.

Phantom
city and treasure land in fact are identical, the Dai Shonin said to lure…
and the word “identical” here means “Nam-Myo-ho-Renge-Kyo”…

Keep
conquering the phantom cities, we say… and soon you’ll find yourselves in
treasure land, the Buddha way.

Every
target achieved is life in phantom city… and every moment in that phantom
city revelry… 
is a slice out of the treasure land corollary.

Earthly
desires indeed are enlightenment… but only when with wisdom and compassion
lent…

Let’s
work hard in bringing forth our innate Buddha nature … that’s when Phantom
city and Treasure land will become one in stature.

To
attain enlightenment is the mission… and the Parable of the phantom city
teaches a deep & valuable lesson.

——————————————————————————————————–

Editorial Note 2023

 

 

 
Warm wishes for each other for a very happy new year float around. There is celebration and joy and a sense of looking forward to a new year so vibrant and illuminating that every soul on this planet earth is healed in its light. For a moment , for a day we become all so very different…so very benevolent…so very well wishing… so very kind …so very joyful!! May this Bon-homie last forever.. May this bliss never end.. May we all rise above our lower selves and lend a helping hand to the needy. May all of us ” Humans” uphold ” Humanity” and live in a “Humanitarian” way. 
 
Once again, my deep gratitude to all my readers from across the world. The stats shows that the no. of readers from United States are becoming equal to the no. of readers from India. This is followed by Russia, Germany, United Kingdom, France, Sweden, Ukraine, Portugal and United Kingdom as the top ten countries in readership. I thank all my readers for liking the blog and sharing your feedback and comments.
Today I would like to talk about Aging and the Attitudes about aging. My mentor Dr. Daisaku Ikeda has stated and I quote
None of us is immune to old age. Shakyamuni once spoke of the need to conquer three forms of pride…pride of youth, of health and of life. Drunk with the pride of youth, people have an aversion to those bent with age. Drunk with the pride of health, people have an aversion to those suffering from illness or disease. And drunk with the pride of life, people have an aversion to the dead. But by looking away from the realities of aging, sickness and death, we deny our own future; we reject or inevitable fate…….
The rich life experiences of older people constitute a precious and irreplaceable resource. It behooves us, to pay attention to the way we view aging and to create a society in which the elderly can experience fulfillment and live out their lives as they wish. ….  
It is terrible when the aged, who most likely grew old during long years of service to their families and to society, feel cut off from that very society. Often, they respond by closing their minds and isolating themselves. The elderly, aware that they cannot do many things as they once did, understandably find the problems and limitations difficult to accept. ” 
Unquote. 
Today we find people increasingly becoming intolerant to aging and elderly. Intolerance to elderly manifest in different ways such as Admonishing, Ignoring and  Abandoning. I see young people  insulting elderly with a smug and complacent air as if they are immune to age. They seem to disparage the wisdom of the Elders and mock at it. I find many well to do children are not able to find time to visit their elders, talk with them, nurse their needs and help them to ease their anxieties into a sense of fulfillment. Even when they talk, the arrogance in their tone and pitch speaks of their uncivilized mind first. Why cant’ they be a little humble, polite, well mannered and cultivated? Why..Are their hearts so full of grudges for their own woes of life that they want to blame their elders and make them pay for it with their disrespect…how pitiful..
If it is not about elderly, in general I find there is growing intolerance towards aging people. Elders are being challenged by their younger ones not today but from ages…The difference is that earlier this challenging was a part of growing up to assert one’s individuality and evolving identity with a shade of youthful innocent protest…now the innocence from the protest is gone and replaced with a haughtiness….I find the younger ones addressing their elders in the most disrespectful manners, talking over them, taking precedence and main  stage rather than humbly standing aside….I remember a gathering in the recent past when in a condolence meeting for a deceased relative, the younger brother opened the address instead of respectfully bowing down  the  occasion to the elder brother who was also present. The solemnity of the occasion, the dignity and the grace were all taken away by this very act of insolence. On another occasion I saw a young person admonishing the father on who knows the medical science better.. ” You or Me”!!  and the father felt  devastated  remembering all those efforts he did to make that child a doctor. I also find that in social chat group many youngsters address their elders not by their salutation or relation but a sign of @ appended to their names. This simply reduces the person to a Variable Name as if in a programming code. Such way of addressing each other has no feelings in hearts but only big hollow voids…. How Vacuous.. !!
Such intolerance is intolerable and unpardonable..
Why is so that the some younger ones do not want to take their elder’s advice, guidance and directions. The answer is simple and a bitter truth.. They have grown up with years but their experience with life and its vagaries is very limited… The pretend to be grown up.. mimic to show their wisdom.. They are not grounded and live in fantasy of their own minds.. They lack understanding of real life, real pain, real sorrow, real joy, real loss and real gain…In other words, their limited knowledge and exposure make them believe into know-it-all disposition in a very unreal way.. They are not Connected…
I wish the coming year brings lots of wisdom and understanding of the role of elderly in our lives, in our families, in our workplaces and  in our societies.  Wish to see the youthful spirit combining with the elderly wisdom to create the most beautiful world  around us. A world of compassion, Concern and most genuine care…
Wish you a very Happy new year once again!!!
Stay healthy, safe and let your spirit soar the highest to a life condition of unparalleled compassion!!
                                                                                          From- Manish ‘Pakhi’

Editorial Note – Happy New Year

With great hope and optimism, we usher into another new year!!
The celebrations may have shadow of precautionary refrain in view of the pandemic scare, yet the human spirit stays undefeated. There are new year wishes charging and unleashing an undeterred life force across the battered face of Earth that needs healing.
Healing … Healing at its own pace for each individual… Healing of the scars of losing loved ones, losing one’s livelihood, losing one’s dreams. We need  to be lenient to provide space or time for us to heal..  The phobic and morbid narrative need to be replaced with compassionate and  caring reassurance. The unprecedented evil afflicting humanity need to be countered by  a resurgence of goodness.
Our children are still unprotected from the virulence and one can imagine the insecurities taking roots in young minds hearing the apocalyptic news all around.  Elderly are forced to bear the hardships of quarantined subsistence. I pray that the world finds a new order for itself which give first importance to  protect the humanity than anything else.
I thank all the readers from United States, India, Russia, Germany, France, Ukraine, Portugal, United Kingdom, Latvia, Sweden, Poland, Israel, Canada, Indonesia, Australia, Romania, Singapore, China and other countries who have been sharing their valuable comments and suggestions and impressions about the posts in this blog.
Many readers shared their experiences during these difficult times of the 2021. It gave me a deep sense of satisfaction and hope hearing about complete strangers reached out to help each other without thinking of their own welfare. On the other hand it was equally shattering to see elderly being abandoned by their well to do children  in the name of  social distancing.  On one hand it was very heartwarming to see people connecting over phones and video calls to feel every moment of togetherness, on the other hand it was disappointing to find people not being able perform the last rites  for the loved ones lost.  There are many anecdotes demonstrating the pinnacle  of human camaraderie and nadir of blood relations. Adversity brings the best and worst of human behavior both.
 
Social networks played an important role in connecting people, bringing help and medical aid during the year. The power of these platforms was seen at their constructive best. Technology has huge benefits if put to positive use. However, there were still people who kept waiting for a single call from the ones they considered their family or close friends. It makes me wonder what could possibly keep people from staying in touch with their loved ones, relatives, acquaintances and friends even in such times when the uncertainty of tomorrow is staring into the eyes. Lets pray for the goodness of the heart be kindled by the memories of the good times and become stimulant enough to shatter all darkness taking possession of ignorant souls. 

Please keep sharing your views and blessings. Please keep sharing the messages of good conduct and humanitarian values. That is what keep the world going amidst all absurdities.

Wish you a very Happy new year once again!!!
Stay healthy, safe and let your spirit soar the highest to a life condition of unparalleled compassion!!
                                                                                                            From-  Manish ‘Pakhi’