Dec 28, 2014

The Visitor- Part 3

“Mind-voice?” I asked again.

“More like telepathy. When I mentioned my planet’s name did you feel any slight throbbing in your head?”

You bet it did!’ my mind-voice was listening intently now and I replied to Paul, “Yeah it did hurt a bit but I thought that was the uncomfortable frequency of your voice”

“That’s because I said the name in our language which includes transmission of mental ideas along with the usual air vibrations. Humans can’t process incoming telepathic signals efficiently yet. But we can receive your mental signals very well”

Oops. Time to go mute’ my mind-voice declared and Paul smirked, “Going mute won’t help kid. 
You see, thoughts are not necessarily just the words and sentences in your mind. Mental images, ideas, anger, love. You humans send it out continuously. There’s no easy way for you to truly mute that. Just like you can’t consciously listen to others thoughts, you can’t consciously stop sending out your thoughts either.”

“Oh! I should stop thinking then?”

 “Hmm, but having an open heart is not a bad thing. Sending your thoughts out for someone is a very compassionate way of touching someone’s soul. There must have been days when you suddenly felt loved and days when you felt all alone? That’s your body tuning in to the thoughts around you. This is why you feel comfortable at home with family even if nobody’s talking. One person’s state of mind can impact others around him. You humans are still in baby phase, kid.”

“Hey I’m not a kid” I inflated like a hot balloon.

“Don’t get angry at me for saying the cold hard fact, kid. Your species is really in a kiddie phase. And if there’s anything against you humans, it’s the time.”

“What time?”

“Your average life span. Do you think humans could’ve achieved anything if their life span was about that of a cat? Like 20 years at max? Almost all great achievements were done by people above that only. Imagine what Einstein could’ve done if he had lived just a few more decades. You get smarter as you age and then you die, with all those ideas that were never expanded or implemented. When your medical growth prevented several diseases from being fatal and the average life expectancy was increased you saw tremendous growth in science. There’s no wonder humans have achieved so much in the last two centuries, far more than they had achieved in the previous two millenniums. It’s really impressive. But our kind live long, several centuries. I’m about 90 of earth years old but back home I’m still considered an adolescent, a mad youth who gets kick out of driving to the far corners of galaxy.”

I sensed him getting personal now and something seemed to hurt him, so I tried to move on from the topic “What else do we need to be as smart as you? What makes you so smart?”

“Brain to body ratio, dude. Brain to body ratio.” He said waving his hands up and down his skeletal frame, seemingly happy at boasting about his superiority.

“What does that mean?”

“Look at other animals. Their brains are used for mostly controlling their body and preserving it, running around, hunting, surviving. But human brains are bigger when compared to their body weight. Big enough to control your body and still have space for other stuffs like thinking. And since you people stopped leading a hunter’s life and settled down farming, your lives became much simpler and were able to do things like sitting and pondering under an apple tree. Suddenly humans had all the time in the world to use that brain for tasks other than thinking about food and reproduction.”

I blushed, “We still do that… a lot”

Paul laughed. “I know. We do too”, he winked “But our brains are big enough to think about other important tasks at hand too. Remember that scene from ‘Watchmen’ where Dr. Manhattan is making love to his girlfriend and he conjures up a body double to carry out scientific experiments in the next room?”

I giggled like a girl, “Oh yeah! She storms out of the room when she finds out, as if she has caught him cheating on her”

“Science being the second girlfriend” he chimed in. I was starting to like this alien, I mean extra-terrestrial visitor.

“Well, the point is that we have much bigger brains and tiny body.” He said coming back to the topic.

“But we will too. Humans didn't always have big brains. We evolved.”

“Yes, you will. If time permits that is.”

“What does that mean?”

“If you don’t destroy each other before then. Your economic system is designed such that everyone has to do something- a job, no matter how boring- to feed yourself. A system where eveyone’s in debt, debt to his stomach, his family, his employer and you try to pay that off by working and earning wages. A system where the one with a lot of bank balance gets interest and the one below minimum balance is fined, perpetuating the “rich get richer and poor get poorer” setting. A system where someone with money has to do very little to earn more but someone with not enough money has to toil to get nearly enough before running out of money again. A system where people are slaves to the paper-bonds.”


“That’s true, but I don’t see how we could do it any differently.”

“You can if you put aside your differences.”

“How can that be done?”

“See, in our world we act like one huge family. There’s no currency and so nobody’s pressured to earn. Everyone’s allowed to do what they love and contribute to society in their own way. If someone is interested in making spaceships he will join others of similar interest and they will request raw materials from someone who is fond of making metals, promising him some of the working ships. He will give gladly since it’s only for the betterment of the community. Someone whose love is in cooking will spend all day cooking to his heart’s content and distribute it among the neighbours, supplying food in essence. Someone whose dream is teaching will teach the colony’s children and so on.”

“But in such an impartial system won’t there be lazy bones like me who’ll waste time doing nothing.” I said.

“There could be, and there are kids like you too, but seeing everyone around them contribute something to the society they feel guilty and start doing something. Have you seen an ant in an ant colony lazing around? It’s in their nature to act as one big family. That colony won’t survive if every ant saved food only for itself. Much like individual families here on earth. Your dad won’t scold you if you spent a couple days in home being sick. They’ll take care of you. Ants do that too and so do we in our planet.

‘But humans don’t care about anything that is outside his field of vision. You make walls for the house, dividing yourself from the ‘outside’, make borders between countries, states, towns and then fight for your own states. And then you divide yourselves based on dumb concepts like religion, language, caste, race etcetera etcetera. Of course, it is only practical in this system where ‘profit’ is the only goal. It requires a drastic change in views of everyone at once to make any progress.”

“So you think we have no hope?”

“You have potential. That is, like I said, if you don’t destroy yourselves into nothingness first. Like a bright sun collapsing into a black hole.”

I stared at him mouth gaping with awe (or was that the sound I made? ‘Ah’), “How do you know so much about Earth when you just fell here on my balcony?”

“Of course I know so much. I've been studying you people.”

“Ah, there you go” I laughed, “So your kind is actually interested in our progress. You said they are not impressed by our technology.”

“Yes they’re not. But I don’t have a choice. You think I fell in your balcony from outer space?”

“What else?”


“I've been living on earth for several decades now.”

The Visitor- Part 2

I stared blankly back at it. The sound seemed to be coming from the creature, but in a very human-like voice. I managed to sit straight.

Sensing that I was too shocked to reply, it spoke again “I heard you from outside. Why on earth were you talking to yourself?”

“Uhh…” I just sat there motionless frozen to sub-zero.

“Because you cannot go to Mars and then talk to yourself, that’s why” it said and fell on my bed laughing.

I looked in disbelief at the thing rolling on my bed. Was that a genuine laughter? It sounded so. It got up and looked at me. Maybe I should call it a ‘him’ seeing that he introduced himself as Paul and sounded like a male.

“Get it? ‘Why on earth’… ‘Mars’…  I’m taking a jibe at your astronautic capabilities. Get it? Oh come on!” he genuinely looked disappointed, and looked at me apprehensively.

“Oh! I forgot” something seemed to have occurred to him, “I’m in India. Do… you… speak… Engliiiishh?” he said slowly.

“Uhh?” even my mind-voice was awestruck.

“How do I make a connection with you if you don’t understand me” he said it more to himself than to me, “Oh wai-wai-wait I know an Indian song. I hope that’ll ease you up”

As I prayed against any “yo-yo Honey Sing” he started singing “Why this kolaavery kolaavery kolaavery dee”

“Oh please kill me already” my mind-voice shut its ears.

“See? I’m friendly. Don’t be afraid.” he, the thing, said to me now stopping the song.

“What are you?” I managed to speak at last. He stared at me as if offended.

“I mean, who are you?” I corrected myself.

“So you do speak English. Man, you made me show off my singing skills” He said.
‘Really?? Singing skills?’ I shushed my mind-voice trying to think straight, “You didn’t answer me”

“Boy, you’re demanding.” He snickered “Okay take a guess. Look at me and tell me you haven’t seen me before.”

“No I haven’t. I don’t know who you are” I lied. I had indeed seen something like ‘him’ before. But only in the movies.

“Oh, I’m sure you know” he wasn’t giving up.

“You’re an alien” I guessed. That must be it. The other guesses in my list were Yeti, Chupacabra and Loc Ness monster but I didn’t think those would be smart guesses.

“No YOU’RE an alien” he hissed, his smile fading for a few second and then he recovered, “I’m sorry. Don’t say the A-word. I find it disturbing.”

“But you are an alien right? You’re not from this world” I asked.

“And you’re an alien to me. How does that feel huh?” he spat back. Honestly I didn’t feel as offended as he did, but then people have their preferences of offensive words.

“Okay okay sorry. No A-word” I apologized feeling a little confident now and I got up from the floor. He was hardly up to my shoulder height. But there was still something daunting about him, perhaps the balloon head.

He looked up to meet my eyes, “That’s good” and then he sat on my bed, “I’m hungry. Do you have something to eat?”

“You still haven’t told me what you are” I pressed. He raised the skin above one of his big eyes where people usually have eyebrows and I corrected myself “… who you are”

“Well I’m an inhabitant of &^%#$%*@”

“Um… what?” I felt lost because he had just made some strange noise, a throaty gargle mixed with a nasal sound and just hearing it made my head heavy.

“Never mind. I don’t know how to say it in English. It’s how we call our planet. It’s in a galaxy far far away.”

“Did you just quote Star Wars?”

“Yep” he grinned. I wanted to ask how he could’ve seen the movie but I let it pass.

“So you are really an ali-” I was going to say it again and then corrected it, “You’re an A-word”
He laughed loudly, a hearty laugh, “You make it sound like a curse word. Yeah, I’m an Extra-terrestrial… to your planet.”

“E.T?”

“Yep”

“And calling you an E.T is fine?”

“Yeah it’s fine” he said shortly and didn’t explain further, “So can I get something to eat?”

I passed him the plate of Murukku that I had brought back from my vacation to home. He chewed on it with surprising efficiency “Mmm, crunchy. As much as I feel sorry about your species I enjoy your food. That’s the one thing you’ve done good. Food in my planet is bland. We don’t have spices you see.”

“Sooo…” I thought of a reply to give “take some spice from here with you”

What? Ask him how he knows so much about us’, my mind-voice was back, now that there was no danger.

The E.T that called himself Paul chuckled “I wish!”, but didn’t explain further and munched on some more Murukku.

“Sooo…” I pondered over what to ask him, “What are you doing here?”

“Nothing. Just traveling.” He said looking at the snacks and not me, but again didn’t explain further.

“You can travel planet to planet, I mean… galaxy to galaxy just like that?”

“Yeah, pretty much” still not looking at me but the snacks and then his big fluorescent eyes turned towards me, “Oh I’m sorry. Where are my manners? You see, I didn’t simply land here because I wanted to. My shuttle broke down. So I had to park it outside your house.”

‘Oh that’s what the bright light outside the window was’, my mind-voice put two and two together.

“So you crash landed on earth? You found lights on in my room so thought you’d come say Hi” I tried to make it sound formal all the while my mind-voice was shouting ‘Cliché! What a Cliché’

“Well, there was a lot of stuff that happened in between but that’s a fair statement which explains how I got to be sitting here” he said having almost finished eating the snacks.

I nodded and tried to make more conversation before he got bored and left my house, “So… Paul. If you guys have been out there for so long, I mean your species as a whole, why haven’t we heard from you before? You know there are satellites listening to radio frequencies from outer space.”

Paul seemed hesitant at first and then spoke, “Well kid, I belong to a highly intelligent species. There are only a handful of such elite species in the universe. Our people didn’t see it worthwhile to contact you humans.”

“What do you mean?” I said it a little too loudly than my usual self.

“I’m sorry if that offends you, but that’s the truth. We usually keep it to ourselves. Like the secret societies in your world. We are like a gang of Ph.D graduates.”

“So you don’t hang with us kindergarten folks.”

“Umm, more like primates.”

“Okay” I didn’t like that I was agreeing to him, “What makes you think you are so smart?”

He kept his cool, “I travelled several galaxies to get here in less time than light takes to travel from Sun to Mars.”

“Oh” was all I could manage.

“The deepest into space you’ve gone is to your own moon and the farthest you’ve sent anything is the Voyager, that that has gone just a little a bit farther than Pluto.”

“And it’s still going.”

“Yeah yeah, Very impressive. You know where I’m getting at. How are you supposed to go ‘To Infinity and Beyond’ with such speed?”

 “Point taken” I couldn’t argue with that, and my mind-voice said ‘He’s quoting Buzz Lightyear now’.

“That’s why I said I don’t want to offend you. It’s a decision taken by powerful people that Earth is not yet ready for our contact.”

“We can be taught”

“There are limitations. Even if we dumb it down from our end, the technologies are way out of your understanding. You see, your communication skills are not yet developed to match ours. Just like maths has to be taught in numbers and not English, our technology needs a very high level language.”

“Like Java?”

He chuckled, “Something like that”

“We can learn that language”

 “You can teach sign language to a Gorilla or Orang-utan but will you go about teaching sign language to a cat? Java is a high level language for computers. But it’s made on top of low level languages which are made on top of binary language. In the end the bits and bytes are what make the difference, but they are nothing on their own. You need to arrange them as per the rules of a language. Can you write a Java program in Zeroes and Ones straight from memory? It’d need a powerful mind to do that right? That’s how our language is. Language makes difference”

“So you’re saying that language has the power to make people smart?”

“Yeah, your languages are stupid. Just 26 letters and a handful of grammatical rules that people are too cool to follow. But Chinese, now that’s a language. Took me almost a month to learn”

“A month?”

“Yeah, can you believe it? So long for one language.”

I was going to say that that was not what I meant but he continued, “An average Chinese or Japanese is smarter than an average person elsewhere. That’s because their minds are moulded to process more information per symbol than other languages do.”

“So why can’t we process your language? You can teach it to those smart Chinese or Japanese people.”

“There’re still limitations” he grinned, “We use more than just sounds to get our thoughts across, and that’s not something you can do yet.”

“Like what?”

“Just like how you use vocal sounds along with your body language to get a point across effectively, we use vocal, nasal and mind-voice.”


“Mind-voice?” I was shocked to hear the name I had been using all this while to refer to my inner thoughts.

(--To Be Continued--)