The real Ramayan

The Real Ramayan - Originally written in May 2004

Chapter I 

16th Dec., 2056. 

End of "The saata Purusha" simulation...

Logging out user Valmiki.

"Ahh, its been a tiring day. Running a humanistic real world simulation on this junk shit G800 sure was time consuming. To think we have long surpassed  Moore's law

with quantum computing and this thing still takes 14 days. Anyway my assignment is finally done."

On the third moon of planet Srishti lies the rive Sarayu. On the banks of this meandering river lies sun city Ayodhya. It was almost 2000 years ago that the people of planet  Srishti first came to this moon in their giant fire chariots and created the first human colony in space here. The face of the moon on which Ayodhya nay the whole province of Kosala is build always faces the central star of this planetary system. The central star is fondly called by the denizens of Srishti as Surya and hence the first governor of Kosala was called "Surya Vanshi". 

The current governor Dasaratha widely respected in these lands, was one of the first to be born in Ayodhya and rule it. Most of his predecessors had been appointees from Sristhi a fact not lost on the people of Kosala. 

"Almost 60 grey hair", Dasaratha thought to himself. It was his 40th birthday yesterday and he was feeling every bit his age. The years in interplanetary politics had left him feeling older than he would liked to look. The grey hair was the last of his worries, the lasergram from Srishthi did not bode well. The war on Sristhi raged on for the 80th year. Far too long he thought to himself. There was already some spill over to Kosala. Some of the rebels from Srishit had landed on the forests close to the Sarayu river. He had been getting reports from the outposts of random raids by bands of rebels calling themselves Rakshasas. Most of these rebels armed with new kavacha armor were almost impossible to kill and their numbers too small for any of the large battle cruisers to hunt them down without causing any collateral damage.

He was also childless a fact that had been gnawing him for a couple of years now. Three times he had married in the hopes of getting a child, stubbornly refusing to accept the fact that problem lay with him and not the woman he shared his bed with. He really needed to see his friend Vashistha. 

Dr. Vashistha Rishi, one of the finest minds in the kingdom and one of leading figures in the study of the meta physical was a real recluse at heart. Spending most of his time at the University of Kosala and his beautiful villa on the other side of the Sarayu, knew what ailed his friend Dasaratha. 

Dasaratha in-spite of being the governor of a  state was way too old fashioned and stubborn to try out sperm donors or even adopt a child. "Stubbornness sometimes is a good thing , we would have lost our sovereignty to Sristhi a long time ago", he often told Dr. Rishi. Still for the benefit of all man kind something had to be done. If the rebels won the war on Srishti, they would land on Kosala next. Dasaratha was the one of the last capable generals who in the event of a real space war could keep the rebels at bay. Vashishta had been cerebrating on this for a while now. He had consulted with his mentor on planet Swarga with a certain Dr. Vishnu Sahstranaam about his predicament and they had hit upon a brilliant idea. One that would keep Dasaratha happy and  the fate of Kosala bright. Dr. Vishnu had recently invented a technique of freezing sperm in a pill and impregnating a woman with it. Vishnu who had won the Aantariksha science award for his birth control pill had now created the exact opposite. The only problem now remained was whose sperm to use and how best to get Dasarathas wives to swallow the pill. Vashistha wanted Vishnu to decide that and send him a couple of pills. 

Every year Dasaratha would get his wives and come stay with Vashistha at his villa near the Sarayu, that would be a good time to give the wives the pill thought Vashistha. Dasaratha himself gave his wives the pills under the impression that the pills prescribed by Dr. Rishi would help his wives get pregnant easily. He accidently threw away the rest of the pills out of the window where a group of apes were nibbling on some leftovers. One of the female monkeys accidently ate one of the pills but more on that later.

Ahh the wonders of modern science thought Dr. Rishi when each of Dasaraths wives was pregnant. He did some preliminary tests on each of them and surprisingly enough the oldest wife Kaushalaya had eaten the pill that contained Dr. Vishnus sperm. The rest of the samples   were from anonymous donors and would need to watched over more carefully. 

Dr. Vashistha soon retired from the university and started spending more and more time at his remote villa. It had been sixteen years to the day since he had given Dasaratha the pills. He woke up that morning like any other and was staring at the beauty of the rising Surya on the horizon when suddenly out of nowhere a Tataka class small attack craft swept from the clouds and started firing on his house. He barely managed to run away as the twin super plaser guns set his entire house on fire. Something had to be done. The rebels had been laying low for the last couple of years but ever since General Kubera had been over thrown in a blood coup by his Field Marshal Ravana, rebel activity had been on the rise. 

Vashsistha decided to ask Dasaratha for help.