by Meghashri Dalvi
The historic pulses travelled long long distances. Neatly encrypted
data tumbled across the vast expanses of space. A gentle burst from a
distant civilization nudged its way towards the galaxy. A friendly call
just to say--hi, we are here, where are you?
After centuries of relentless journey, the signal finally reached
the third planet from the Sun. To the quiet blue marble with the white
swirling wisps of clouds.
The humans on Earth had set up massive receivers to capture such
messages. Colossal arrays of radio telescopes waited to catch these
exciting dispatches, but the Earth dwellers were not listening.
They were busy generating tiny energy packets for their own basic
needs, and they had no electricity to power those giant receivers.
© 2017 Meghashri Dalvi
Bio: Dr. Meghashri Dalvi consults in Technical Communication when she is
not writing science fiction or teaching Management. Her stories have
appeared in Aphelion, Ascent Aspirations, Anotherealm, Quantum Muse, and
Flash Fiction Press.
E-mail: Meghashri Dalvi
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