This is the age of science and technology when the scientist poses superior to others and does not care for others as he feels far above all others. He feels haughty and boorish for his scientific advancement and technological progress. He never cares for all others who are equally authoritative in their respective fields. He thinks that he has bombs in his hands. He can kill all his enemies and all if he wants as his bomb is able to spoil ten worlds including the earth. He thinks that he can do wonders but does not know that he does blunders too. He knows "how to fly in the sky and swim in the sea but he doesn't know how to walk on earth." It means that he forgets how to behave on earth like man to be human and humanistic to reflect humanity.

There was a clash between Dr. Sputnik and others in various fields like philosophy, art, and literature. He challenged all of them to display their powers. Others were not ready to display their powers to compete with him. He posed superior to others. One day he happened to meet Mr. Vedanth, the most reputed philosopher, and had a deep discussion with him.

When Mr. Vedanth told many things about philosophy and its supremacy over all other subjects including science and technology that help the man invent a bomb that is able to destroy the whole world today. We are not willing to lose any civilization, any culture and any heritage in the name of world war to result in human loss. The war knows only violence and the loss of all that are to reflect the merit of man. For that, we have to preserve man to preserve all these to his credit. What we want are peace and harmony, values and virtues and so on but not bombs and clashes, violence and unrest and so on. Dr. Sputnik did not agree with him in any aspect on the one hand and challenged him to the exhibition of his powers for a success on the other.

Dr. Sputnik invited the philosopher, Mr. Vedanth to his house to learn his powers the following morning. He was ready to come to his house.

Mr. Vedanth was at the magnificent mansion of Dr. Sputnik. It was in a building with infinite floors. It all appeared to touch the sky as it was in the most gigantic stature. He was at the gate that was also very big. He did not know how to enter. He stood there humbly. Immediately the doll of a parrot came out of a box fixed on the gate to invite him in a polite manner.

'Hello, Good Morning...my dear guest...'

'Very Good morning...,' said Vedanth

'Welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...,' said the doll.

'Thank you... Say once more... Say "welcome"... Your voice is very melodious...,' said Mr. Vedanth.

'Thank you...welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...,' said the doll.

'Very sweet welcome...,' said Vedanth.

The gate was slowly opening while the sweet music was going on. It was very sonorous and melodious to listen to. His heart was rejoicing a lot. His happiness knew no bounds for he was delighted with the music.

Vedanth was at the door. The door was opening automatically. A hit song was playing to welcome him... Meanwhile, Dr. Sputnik came forward to receive him cordially. He said with all pride,

'Welcome to you...'

'Thank you...,' said Vedanth.

'Mr. Vedanth, this is my lab of wonders... I can show you all my contributions to science and technology,' said Sputnik.

'Very good...Congratulations...,' said Vedanth.

'Thank you... Let's first visit the three dolls to speak three different languages-international language, national language, and regional language... Listen...We find them wishing us "Good Morning", "namaskar", "namaskaramulu" twice with folded hands,' said Sputnik.

'We too wish you with folded hands...It is our custom...,' said Vedanth.

'Let's watch the wonders of this lab...Here is a peacock. See how it dances very gracefully when music goes on...,' said Sputnik.

'Very wonderful...wonderful indeed...it dances more gracefully than the real peacock...,' said Vedanth.

'Please stand here...without any motion...The small robot will tell your temperature, your weight, your heartbeat, your blood pressure level and your horoscope...,' said Sputnik.

'This is your temperature...This is your weight...This is your heartbeat...This is your blood pressure...This is your horoscope...,' said the robot sending out a report through a window.

'Very wonderful...,’ said Vedanth.

'You can see many more wonders...one after the other...I've various kinds of scientific equipment. I've prepared for all this by spending a lot and using my science brain. I've invested millions in this..., ' said Sputnik.

'All are very wonderful...I heartily congratulate you on your contributions and their performances...You're indeed great...I appreciate you in all respects. I've appreciated the bombs scientists invented in the age of science and technology. The bombs used in the Second World War were a thousand times more powerful than the ones used in the First World War. The bombs which we have today are a billion times more powerful than the ones used in the Second World War. The countries that have bombs are proud of themselves. If we use a bomb in the war-field today, there will be colossal loss. It can never save any life and man's race or any race on earth. This credit goes to the scientist like you...,' said Vedanth.

'I gave an idea...a tiny inkling to them. I was the key person in the manufacturing of bombs. For that I was highly felicitated...Now my country is on par with the advanced countries.' said Sputnik with pride and honour.

'Bombs for wars are there in the pockets but ideas about peace are at the heart...It is like sleeping with the bombs under the pillows and with our heads on pillows,' said Vedanth.

'All these are the products of science and technology...These are few among the many with me to my credit as a sign of my merit in the modern age...I've shown some to you... some samples. Next time you can see many more...,' said Sputnik, welcoming Mr. Vedanth for tea.

'What would you like to have...coffee or else tea... or cocktail i.e. coffee and tea together... Here are their buttons...coffee, tea, cocktail, sugar, etc. Here is the number button...What do you want...?' said Sputnik.

'Let's have coffee...,' said Vedanth.

'I touch the coffee button and the number button...I touch 'two'. Here we find two cups of relishing hot coffee...Okay these are not coffee cups but cups of coffee. Please have...,’ said Sputnik.

'Yes, it's very fine... very fine... very tasty... very delicious...Its flavour is super... unsurpassed...Congratulations...on your unfailing adventures...,' said Vedanth when he had coffee with all praises to the scientist.

'Thank you...,' said Sputnik with all pride.

While Vedanth was going to the door, He heard the words in the melodious tone, 'Thank you...u...u...u... Thank you...u...u...' Then Sputnik sent him off, waving. He was haughty in pose and unrivalled in contribution to science while bidding goodbye to his philosopher-guest, Vedanth who was approaching the gate. Again, the doll of a parrot came out of the box and said in the echoing voice,

'Thank you very much for your visit... Visit again... Visit again... Visit again... Visit again...Visit again...Visit again and again.'

'Very sweet voice...Say "visit again" again...' said Vedanth.

'Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again ' said the doll of a parrot as per the wish of Vedanth.

... ... ... ...

The next morning, an uninvited guest with his four companions was at the gate of Sputnik. The doll of a parrot came out of the box welcomed them, saying,

'Hello, Good Morning...my dear guest...'

'Very Good morning...,' said the uninvited guest with the companions.

'Welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...'

'Thank you... Say once more...say, "Welcome"... Your voice is very melodious...,' said the uninvited guests

'Thank you...welcome...welcome...welcome...welcome...'

'Very sweet welcome...,' said the uninvited guests.

The gate was slowly opening while the sonorous music was going on. It was very melodious to listen to. Their hearts were rejoicing in it a lot. Their happiness knew no bounds for they were delighted with the music.

The five uninvited guests were at the door. The door was opening automatically. A super hit song was welcoming them...Meanwhile Dr. Sputnik came forward to receive them cordially. He said with all pride,

'Welcome to you...'

'Thank you...'

Sputnik received the guests cordially though they were not invited. Sputnik was suspecting them, as they looked different. They followed him to the exhibits one after the other. They followed him to the small robot to greet them in three languages. The situation appeared favourable for them to steal all the valuables. Two were ready with guns in their hands to shoot Sputnik if he prevented them from stealing. They were filling all the scientific valuable exhibits and all kinds of scientific equipment in their bags. Then Sputnik was shocked when he found them stealing...He said,

'O! Don't take them...'

'Shut up...' said the uninvited guests with the guns aiming at him.

'You, thieves...Who invited you...? I didn't invite you...You're uninvited guests... What are you taking? All the things are my life... I spent my life inventing or preparing all these things... Don't take them away...They are my near and dear...,' said Sputnik humbly.

'Shut up... Do you want to live or not...? If you want life...Shut up...Keep quiet... lest your life fly away to the sky,' said the uninvited guests.

'Don't take anything...I can't buy them again in my life... They cost millions and millions...,' said Sputnik with folded hands, crying like anything.

Sputnik's wife heard this and came to him crying. They threatened Sputnik and his wife, filled all the valuable things in his bags and were ready to go away.

'Please...Don't take them...' said his wife, touching their feet while her husband Sputnik was trying to call the police.

'Whom are you calling?' said they and snatched the smart phone from him.

All thought that the uninvited guests were thieves from nowhere. They stole all the money when they found it in a box and were going. Sputnik and his wife followed them to the door, saying

'For God's sake...don't take any thing....'

They tried their best, but it was in vain. While the thieves were approaching the door, they heard the words in the melodious music, 'Thank you'. Then Sputnik was unhappy and sad. He felt insulted and humiliated for the loss of his contributions to science while his wife was weeping all the time. Again, the doll of a parrot came out of the box and said to the thieves in the voice to resonate,

'Thank you very much for your visit...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again and again.'

'Very sweet voice...Say "visit again" again...,’ said the thieves.

'Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...Visit again...' said the doll of a parrot considering their request.

Sputnik and his wife fell in the ocean of tears. All his poses vanished, and his glory diminished against his expectations. They tried to get them back with the help of the police, but all their trials went futile. The things and the fame he enjoyed were not long lasting. He wanted to own them ever but failed to do so. Pride goes before destruction or a great loss, an irreparable loss.