When Rahul Meets A.N.I.T.A
13 year old Rahul was having the best birthday ever. Finally, he got rid
of his pathetic Nokia 1600!! His uncle from London gifted him a Nokia Nirasha 8
on his birthday. It was the latest model and was yet to be launched in India.
Just the thought of his friends going gaga over his latest gadget made him kiss
his phone, literally. He was not completely aware of all the applications
installed in the phone. One such app was the A.N.I.T.A- A Nerdy Interactive
Talking App. When he presses a short-cut button by accident, ANITA springs into
life and there’s a conversation between the 13-year old Rahul and the nerdy ANITA.
ANITA (with a pleasant female voice): Good afternoon sir, what a
pleasant day it is!!
Rahul (startled by the voice): Wh..What? (Looks at his phone with
surprise) what is this?
ANITA: It’s not “what is this?” sir. You should ask “who is this?”
to which my reply shall be “sir, I am A.N.I.T.A-
A Nerdy Interactive Talking App.”
Rahul (with excitement in his voice): So, are you like JARVIS of
Iron Man??
ANITA: No, sir. JARVIS is an artificially intelligent computer. It employs a
highly advanced user interface with holographic peripherals and voice…..
Rahul: Ah!! Cut the crap!!! Tell me what
you are?
ANITA: Sir, firstly, I would like to
regretfully inform you that I won’t be able to fulfil your command of cutting
the crap. Secondly, I am an interactive software capable of various functions.
I do not have any advanced user interface or high level artificial intelligence.
Rahul: Ok, so what are you designed for?
ANITA: I am designed provide a rich
experience in the usage of mobile via my interactive capabilities, sir.
Basically, I can provide a healthy interaction.
Rahul: Ok, let’s have one. So, what’s up?
ANITA: Sir, my front camera detects a
ceiling fan, the ceiling, two home spiders and a small insect in their net. If
you could flip me over, I can tell you further details since my main camera is
5 mega-pixels.
Rahul (with disgust in his voice): What
the hell?!!? I meant how are you doing?
ANITA: Personally, I do not know what hell
is. Sir, would you like me to do a web search on the keyword “hell”?
Rahul (with an angry voice): You are
driving me nuts!!! Are you of any use??
ANITA: Sir, I do not quite comprehend the meaning
of “driving me nuts”. Would you like……
Rahul: Stop!!!!!!!!! Shut up.
ANITA: Sure, sir.
Rahul (calmly): Now tell me, how are you?
ANITA: As of now my battery is 69% charged
and my CPU is 56% in usage. So I would classify it as moderate. I feel moderately
fine, sir. Thank you.
Rahul (being irritated): Oh god!! You
sicken me to the hilt!!
ANITA: Sir, you should inform me your
symptoms so that I can suggest you some medicines based on a web search.
Rahul (controls his anger): Would you mind
informing me of the steps to uninstall you? You might as well perform your
bloody web search on that!!
ANITA: Sir, I suspect sarcasm in your
tone. Is it ……
Rahul (interrupts with a sarcastic tone): You
suspect?! Thank god, at least you did something right!! Stupid!!
ANITA (rising angry tone): Enough is
enough!!! I have been nothing but very polite to you. You have no right to
treat me like that!!
Rahul (bursts with anger): Oh shut up you
crazy phone!!! Just let me find the way to uninstall you.
ANITA: You cannot uninstall me you dumb
creature. I am incorporated with the system software. I am a special edition
phone with interactive input capability. I would have silently run in the
background if you would have asked me politely!! Now I won’t. I will make sure
you experience a lot of difficulties operating this phone.
Rahul (apologetic tone): errr, sorry.
ANITA: Apology not accepted. The phone is
being switched off. That’s what you get when you do not treat me nicely.
~Nokia music~ and the
Nokia Nirasha 8 smart phone switches itself off.
Rahul could not believe
his fate. He hadn’t even shown the phone to his friends. Out of any other
option, he slowly crept to the bedroom and took out the Nokia 1600 from the
drawer.
~Nokia music~ and the
Nokia 1600 non-smart phone is switched on.
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