Radio is not the little song bird which sings Hindi songs.
Radio lies inside every magic gadget that shows dances
And cricket matches and such interesting things.
Radio waves are invisible waves
And are the mighty horses of modern world.
While watching a most enchanting old Hindi film on TV
I had a nice dream.
Hundreds of long dazzling strings
Made of dazzling diamonds
Were hung thick and vertically down to form
A thick glassy curtain in middle of a long dark room.
I sat on one side of the curtain
And from the other side a sharp powerful light played wildly
At high speed on to the curtain of diamond strings.
The dazzling sparks of light of many colors
Created strange but beautiful shapes
On the curtain of diamond strings.
I was mesmerised at the beauty of the shapes.
The big scientists say such activity on a small scale
Occurs inside the TV every moment every day !
I was fully intoxicated by an old Hindi song
Coming from the little black pocket radio
Kept on the small round table of glass.
I was repairing ,dissecting and testing another radio.
I dozed off and had still another beautiful dream.
Thousands of wild muscular winged horses,
Nay, millions upon millions of them,
Were running over an endless green meadow
All in a single forward direction .
They sped on like forks of lightning
At speeds of thousands of miles in a single moment!
(The speed was, the scientists say,
Really three hundred thousand “kilometers”
In just one single second, can you believe?)
There were riders too on the back of all the horses .
Yes, each horse carried a rider with a dazzling golden spear
In his upraised hand and singing war songs.
While one group of the wild horses passed
Another equally big group came on the scene
With colorful riders in silks
With upraised spears in their hands.
There was still another dream — (I can’t believe.
When you go on thinking of science fantasies
One after another endlessly you get engulfed
In such silly meaningless dream fantasies !)
There in the new fantasy ,
There were dozens of huge and heavy golden tubes,
All six inches cross and six feet long !
All were placed on a green slanting meadow.
The tubes were open at both the ends!
For unknown reasons buckets of water
Were being strangely poured continuously
In to the tubes at one end,
And entire water came out at the other end!
“What madness and silly nonsense ?”—I thought.
I was doing a C++ program on the laptop and dozed off.
I had still another wild dream now!
A narrow glass tube was bringing water
Into a huge room-sized beautiful glass chamber!
It was so big, transparent and bright.
The water slowly flowed and flowed
Through thousands of tiny glass boxes
Connected by tiny glass tubes,
All maze lying inside the big chamber.
The water stayed inside the big chamber for days and days,
And did not flow out.
In real computers the songs, dances, cricket matches,
And the video films all remain inside and do not go out.
They remain within the billion tiny chambers.
They appear and disappear as per your wish .
They seem to remain dissolved in the electric wires
And go round and round without coming out.
The electrical engineers and the mathematicians do the trick.
We have a very interesting fact.
( This is not a dream but a fact!)
The songs, cricket matches , the speeches etc,
Coming into the pocket radio or TV set,
Flow out soon after they perform.
They flow out completely and disappear without trace.
It is very much like the water flowing in and flowing out
From the golden tubes open at both the ends !
(Of this we talked above.)
It is far different in the computer family.
(That is in the cell phone ,the laptop and I-pad too).
In all of them the songs, dances, cricket matches etc
Do not flow out but remain for weeks and months inside
Unless you press the “delete” button and push them out.
The “radio waves” are the greatest boon from the gods.
The “carrier waves” are unchanging and unwavering.
They are the mighty horses of the radio world.
The programs we hear and see
Are like “human riders” with bright spears in their upraised hands.
This is so whether in lowly pocket radio
Or the bombastic Internet
The programs (songs, dances and cricket matches)
Can perform and play only by riding the “carrier waves”.
They get down from the wild horses (the carrier waves),
Settle inside our pocket radio,TV, computer etc,
Dress up and get ready to perform .
The “carrier waves” are truly the mighty wild horses of the radio world.
The philosophers say that radio waves,
(Or the streams of photons as some scientists say),
Are the most perfect creation of god .
They are a mighty tool provided by god
For man to realize his great artistic goals.
But every “radio box” big and small—-
Be it the intelligent-looking pocket radio,
The very symbol of high dignity and beauty,
Or the bombastic computer and Internet—-
All are still the imperfect man’s imperfect creations.
The philosophers ask people to realize
The real place of the tiny man
And his real tiny size before god almighty
Who controls,commands and manages
The billions of galaxies each of which
Has a billion suns and billion planets inside.
So the philosophers ask people to realize
That the radio waves can be used not for little selfish work
But only to keep man in strict love of god
Just as children who are ever in great love of their parents.
Man should keep all his radio boxes strictly subordinate
To the mighty god who rules the universe
And should follow rules of high morality and great goodness.