Sarubhakta
A man.
Next, a man-made man.
After the death of the universe, a man said to the man-made man, ‘We did not arrive at anti-universe.’ Man-made man understood – yes, they did not arrive at anti-universe. Had they arrived, they would have at least taken shapes.
Where did they reach then? They both thought. The man thought in biotic neurons; the man-made man did so in electronic chips of the brain. Both felt total blank. But both could not tell each other whether blank experience was materialistic or non-materialistic. In the same disposition, both were silently observing the end process of the universe. They were completely unable to make timely measurement of it. The death of the universe was the end of the time too.
Equipped with earthly environment, the universe penetrating space shuttle was of really egotronic speed. The man understood that this journey was not possible in the speed of light and tycoon. The things understood by the man could be understood by the man-made man.
“Robot, I cannot feel proud of me, can you?” The pain of uncertainty developed in the man observing the end process of the universe.
“In what sense?” The man-made counter-interrogated in dilemma.
“Proud in the sense that I am the only man and you are the only man-made man living even after the death of the universe.” Anxiety further piled up in the man. The man-made man internalized the first pain of the last man.
“In order to feel proud, we need the earth which we have already lost.” He added. They got carried away. Both wept. Man did not accept his tears as real; man-made man did not take as fake.
Timeless. No universe. They did have chance to kill time simply with weeping.
“Robot!”, suddenly man shouted in Archimedes Eureka style, “I am feeling the situation to be proud of.”
“Why?” asked man-made man with welled eyes being electrically charged.
“The death of the universe will not stop by our mourning, so…”. The man did not change his tone, “Robot! I am not the last man of the universe; I am the first man – the earliest human. Are you getting me?
“Perhaps, yes. But you had said that if the death of the universe stops, the end of the humanities stops. This could not be true!”
“Yes, I had, but now I say, humanity will not die even after the death of the universe!”, the man smiled with enthusiasm in Eureka guess. The man-made man understood- perhaps this is the half smile of the earliest human, he also felt the last suffering of the last man.
He was not literal in expression. When waves of scientific obligations naturally developed in his metallic structure, he involved in instrumentalities of the shuttle leaving the man somewhere between smile and pain.
Some reactions were seen in master control computer of the universe penetrating space shuttle. By symbol, 000.
Computer display reads: Biosphere and atmosphere of the earth- highly satisfactory; possibility of air loss — 0%; position of the shuttle — unknown but out of danger… out of danger…out of danger.
The man closed his eyes. Necliocosmochronology. Big bang and the same alpha-beta-gamma theory.
Steady-state theory on the other side. Chemical evolution of galaxies. B²Hh layer. E, R, S, P, X – five systems.
Pi (π) theory.
All appeared. The earth appeared. The moon seen from the earth appeared in artistic design. Then after, there appeared morning cosy sun. Finally appeared constellations.
Wow! All disappeared. Almost all disappeared. All disappeared in the innumerable end process of the universe.
The man again tends to weep.
Twinkle, twinkle little stars
How much I wonder what you are…
He tried to console himself with nursery rhymes. Partially got relieved.
There was his house also in a country of the earth. Parents had already died. He had his wife, and had dreamed to have a son and a daughter.
He was a young scientist but not popular. He had a darling. And he had a high ambition of to do something significant and to be someone important.
One day, his darling, who was a scientist, had asked, “Scientists are mad, are they?”
“What are we beloved ones then?”, he had replied.
The both had fallen in hysterics. Later, his darling had her lovely reaction, “Ouch! My mouth hurts, my stomach hurts …!”
The eyes half opened, and closed completely. There was his darling in the universe penetrating space shuttle; there was only memory of her darling.
On some other day, his darling who was a philosopher had said, “Never leave me alone, otherwise I will die or get mad.”
In response he had embraced his darling as if she is the part of his body.
“Ouch! What an unfortunate I am!” he spoke within himself. It is because his darling who had promised to die had given him up; and the one thought to be mad in his absence had called him mad.
But the darling, who called him mad, was not only one. The whole world which his darling could not leave had called him mad.
And the reason was his the very first research of his life i.e. formulation of theory.
‘Sudden death theory of the universe’ was the name.
He had reached to his darling after developing a five pages long purely mathematical theory, and had shared his happiness in low profile. “Look, I drafted the theory of stars in the notebook given to me as a birthday gift.”
“Really?” She expressed her happiness. In return, he had got abundant foodstuff and additional gifts, full of love, from her. While returning from there he had remarked without any condition, “O OK, be ready. We are leaving the earth and the whole universe at any moment.”
This time, he could not get additional presents from her darling.
Ouch! Love hurts!
Universe of love hurts!
Love of Universe hurts!
He had uploaded his research, or say, theory to internet, and had sent to the world-renowned physics laboratories and astronomical observatories.
He had said to the reporters who need direct statements: “I was going through Albert Einstein’s theories of relativity particularly special theory developed in 1905 and the experimental validation of general theory proposed in 1916 made by Edwin P. Hubble in 1929, and paradoxes of red-shifts, suddenly sudden death theory of universe came into light. Forms of matter, energy and speed are absolute in previous so-called sudden death theories. So, the mankind has been ignorant to existence. Generally, human beings have also been indifferent because the humans who hardly have the earth’s century long life expectancy are not able to understand the difference caused by the death of universe including the sun, the moon, and the earth billions of years later.
The universe is the first and supreme truth of human being so the first responsibility of human beings is on the universe.
What is the sudden death theory of the universe then?In simple terms, it is such a theory which proves that billions of years long life of the universe can end in any single moment…’He was soon called ‘mad’.
He didn’t want to relate his destiny to Bruno-Galileo.
Investing all his property, he invented 000-the universe penetrating space shuttle.
After that, he collected as many bioticgenes as possible.
Noah- humans of the space ridiculed him. He did not feel insulted.
Ouch! Pain!
The universe of pain!
The eyes fully opened, not half-closed. He saw that the man-made man was checking his biological base forgetting his metallic origin. He smiled because he had been telling to the man-made man there in the earth, “if the symptoms of collapse appeared in the body while remaining out of the universe, keep the genes safe.”
“What’s my condition?” he asked.
“There is no effect of timelessness, but there might be.”
The man-made man replied with test result. He again smiled despite all sorts of sufferings of human beings. “Timelessness is for some output, it is not for not doing anything,” he thought.
“Eureka!” He did not shout this time, but examined, in calm and cool mood, the transparent tubes of biotic genes.
“Everything is alright,” he felt relieved. In timeless emptiness, he pleaded:
May the universe be created…
May the time be created…
May the earth be created…
I will create the lives… I will create the lives …I will create the lives …!
Translated by Narayan Prasad Sapkota
[Endeavoring to break loose from the intricacies of experimentalism, the poems of poet Sarubhakta are direct addresses and interactions with time and life. The beauty and the trauma of time and life, reflected at direct interaction with them, form the main decors of his verses. Poet Sarubhakta was born in August 1955 in Pokhara, Nepal. He started writing in 1967, but his first publication was a poem ‘Malai Euta Surya Deu’ (Give Me a Sun) published in Ahwan in 1977. His popular works are Banda Khaambhitra (Inside a Close Envelope, collection of muktak), Boksiko Ahwan ra Ghosanapatra (Appeal and Declaration of a Witch, poems), Kavi, Premi ra Paagal (Poet, Lover and the Lunatic, poems), and novels like Prayogshalabhitra, Sishirka Antim Dinharu, Ithar, Yuddha: Uhi Gas Chamberbhitra, Nimaviya, Paagal Basti, Taruni Kheti, Samaya Trasadi, Pratigandha etc. Poet Sarubhakta is a recipient of Madan Award, Moti Award, Lokendra Literary Award, Ganki-Basundhara Award, Rangamanch Award, Ratnashree Gold Medal, Parbat Literary Honor, Aarohan Honor etc. He lives in Pokhara with his family.