the first words

uno vérsaé * All this occurred some place in some language we would never understand about.

“Hey Kiddo! What are you upto? It’s a good day, go and play outside “, asked the father. He was proud of his son, who at such a young age has shown tremendous deeds. He could not sop wondering on this very unique side of a father-son relationship. It is his own extension that he feels so proud of. Does that make him an egotist in very vague terms? And very soon the son would grow up in his place, somehow redefining his own existence.

But the little one was way too much involved in his far-away-world. He was working on something, which by terms of his involvement seemed very important. Father was surprised (and impressed) by the genuine dedication. So, he asked..

“What are these odd little things?”

“Nothing Dad, just a small project”, kid replied.

“Project!! School?”

“Yes and No. Remember I made that model for my class exhibition? I am kind of developing on that”,

and with that the kid got busy again. There were so many ideas zooming off in his head. All about how to go next with this new adventure. He was working on a very peculiar machine-sort-of-thing. If we are to imagine, it would be something like a computer, working on real and virtual principles. He was busy ‘programming’ on this. He got quite some appreciation for this model when it was up for the exhibition.

That was one reason why he got so involved with this stuff. And now, he was totally possessed with it.Making it more complex.

Kid was lost for a moment, only to be disturbed his father. “Hmm, you are getting deep on this one. So tell me once more about what is it all about?” father asked animatedly. He knew how his son loved to explain about this project of his.

“Okay”, he began with a different kind of sparkle in his eyes. “It is a self-supporting and self-operating system working on its potential. It won’t require any outside source or support to sustain, just a trigger to begin. And it will fluctuate in its own parameters.”

“Fluctuate? As in grow and collapse?”, father asked again, although he already knew the explanation. He has heard it so many times.

“Yeah, it will change but it will also be stable. It will be a balanced system, you know – a dynamic balance. Everything will be in balance to its counter-part. Things will evolve due to this innate nature.

And when the balance rearranges, everything will restart giving whole system a new set of laws. Just the core, the congenital behavior will remain, guiding it along the same path, just with a new course.” [Writer’s note – “Did I mention, these are not human we are reading about! Rather the father-son relationship might not even exist to these beings, its just the closest nature of analogy writer could imagine to make things a bit less imaginary. Well, just know that and carry on… ] “That’s interesting kiddo”, replied father. He could not feel less elated for his son. The sheer intensity of interest in this small project surprised him.

“Yeah dad, it is. And now I am just adding things to make it a bit more complex. You see, refining certain details. "

“So, you mean that basic attribute sustains, but after each collapse, it begins again as an altogether unique system. I like the concept. So, what are these two identical figures?” father asked noticing new additions for the first time.

“No dad, they are not identical, look, rather these are exactly opposite to each other.” Kid replied showing the finicky of his craft. “oh yeah! I missed that in first look”, father agreed.

“But in a way, they are identical. Exactly opposite but still similar, it’s a pair you see.”

“Pair, ”?

“yeah, one always incomplete without other. These are a reflection to the basic nature of this system.The balance. Gradually, they will inherit their own character. Developing on its own. Each has what other lacks !” kid was lost in explanation, as if he could visualize the realization of his words.

"Each has what other needs". Father wondered on this last statement, it was sort of….. Beautiful. “well ! that is really something.” He was lost for words. “I will leave you with this project…I am sure it will turn out great. Good going young man”, and he left.

Kid got back to his work. Giving his little project the intended nature. Working on his peculiar machine-sort-of-thing.

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“Dad, hey day…where are you?”

“Comiiiinng. Just a moment…….yeah”

“Hey, its done. I ve finally made it” kid showed the tiny spot hovering in tiny vacuum. It was sparkling with glitters.

“Your project? Its done..wow..great..so what now… Does it work?”

“No daa. Not yet...its still at square one..I will have give it a kick to start-off”. “Oh..So whats the kick” ?

“Well, its just a small vocal command”

“And what are you going to name it?”

“It does not matter what I am going to call it. But they will call it many names – personally I like the one they will call UNIVERSE”

“universe! Got a good ring to it. Does it have a meaning?”

“Doesn’t matter”

“okay , so give the command, let it start off”

“OK. Here it goes”, kid paused for a moment and said “LET THERE BE LIGHT”

And somewhere around this every place..there was a BIG BANG..

the clock began ticking.