Re-Program

“Our Earth…In a Moment in Time”, an old cello mix I have been listening to while I am travelling the forest and green fields of my hometown for a summer vacation. I still have the earphones my grandmother Victory gave me for my birthday 10 years ago. Well, I don’t really need to use these “old junk”, as what my mother Shanti used to scold me about plus not to mention my friends at the Uni. Mom is just exaggerating, though nowadays we can use ear pieces which can download or upload music, documents, projects or whatever you ask the internet in an instant. We no longer need T.V. or computer monitors just a hologram which is easier and economical for we can talk to someone or anyone without bothering them to come to you or visit you. However, I am still an old fashioned lad. To me this gift Nana gave me is the most precious thing I keep among many others since she passed five years ago due to old age. This and Dada’s present , my own automatic motor bike , hot big ride which I parked in my apartment. Dada has a mini cooper at home in case I need a somewhat means of transportation to the country side. But as I peek through the digital train I can see that my home is no longer a province but a city with sky crappers but full of plants and gardens even up the tallest building in the busiest area of Sun City.