The Christmas tree was astoundingly large but without any palpable trunk, branches, and foliage. Santa Clauses were strikingly swift, but they had no beating hearts. Reindeers ran unbelievably fast, but they lacked legs. Children were getting gifts in abundance but from Santa-shaped automated telling machines. Carols were sung but in robotic voices. AI-synthesised cookies were presented as the foremost Christmas cuisine. Church services were performed but by digital clones. Before I could fully recognize the new weird world, I heard the first cry of a new- born. Oh! It saved my soul from drowning in the shallow festivities of 2100.
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Swapan k Banerjee
8/1/2021 10:35:26 am
The world is being taken over by the Artificial Intelligence lock stock and barrel. A tale of overpowering sadness. Well done Paritosh.
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Paritosh Chandra Dugar
8/1/2021 11:46:45 am
Thank you for your expert comment, Swapan.
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Pamela Kennedy
8/1/2021 12:45:48 pm
Paritosh, your story is prophetic, but let's hope it doesn't ever come true.
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Krystyna
8/1/2021 03:43:52 pm
After reading your fascinating tale, Paritosh, I counted my lucky stars. So thankful NOT to be alive in 2100!
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Andrew Carter
9/1/2021 10:03:15 am
Let's hope Ai doesn't perpetuate slander in the fortune cookies.
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Mary Wallace
9/1/2021 09:50:16 pm
You left us with a small glimmer of hope. Reminded me of the song "When a child is born".
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Sue Clayton
10/1/2021 06:58:53 am
Countless Christmases ago a new born came to save the world. Let's hope your new born makes a better job of it.
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Paritosh Chandra Dugar
10/1/2021 02:45:33 pm
Thank you Pamela, Krystyna, Don, Andrew, Mary, and Sue for your comments.
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