WHAT THE FUTURE AGE?

By

Muhammad Yousaf Gabriel

Oqasaorg@gmail.com

Perhaps no pen on earth could describe, and no imagination could truly portray the life of humanity, surrounded by atomic plants, and plagued by atomic radiations in the future age of full-fledged atomic-energy -for –peace, A race of wretched monsters and haggard apparitions, dreading their own shadows and mistaking their own cry for a smile and a smile for a cry. Thinking themselves as smiling by crying,and taking themselves as crying but actually smiling. If that be the plight, a Darwin’s perception is not needed to know, that they must be most unfit for survival, and further the impulse of a Freud may not be required to realize that such a race would certainly prefer an atomic holocaust, to their tormenting anxiety, the faster the end the better. So fast is the process of the change of human mind these days moving, change for the worse indeed, that a man going to bed in an attitude quite normal and serene, with perhaps a thought or two of pity and sympathy in his heart, but to your horror you will see him, all of a sudden start out of his bed, panting, with a fury boiling in his breast, his eyes blood -shot with wrath, cursing violently himself and everyone, and showering abuse, in a hysterical manner for having done any good to any one in the past, or having done any act of kindness, and swearing never to do any such thing to any one whosoever, from that very moment onwards. Lull him to sleep, and then await for yet another surprise. In the midst of his sleep he shall start out of his bed again, and swearing bitterest vows to snatch   everything from everyone in the world, the first thing tomorrow morning, by the early surnrise. Just lull him to sleep and perhaps the scared sun will never again arise in his world.We are living in a world, in which neither there is joy of wealth left, nor  there is patience for poverty found, but both joy and patience have joined with worry in mourning. Every emotion has joined every other emotion and all have been fused into one that is worry. Tears, sighs, heartily laughter  have all disappeared. Mind today is a barren desert, with nothing but worry blowing in every direction over the seething dues. Judging from this fast changing attitude of man, it is not at all difficult to realise, that a time may not be very far, when to real misfortune of mankind, man blinded by an uncomfortable fit of rage, in some unavoidable situation may cast the destiny of this wretched humanity into the atomic hell.