Judgement Day

by Farah Ghuznavi

I’m not crazy, you know, even if they’ve sent me to you for an assessment! My husband wants me committed to a Rest-and-Reprogramming facility “for self-protection”. For his own protection, Jai means…

The consequences of marrying a much younger man chrystallised with my daughter’s arrival; Jai didn’t want to be a grown-up, let alone a father.

Indian cultural conventions still favour women marrying ‘mature’ men. But I’d realised men never grow up anyway, so their age at marriage is irrelevant. I chose Jai because I’d made more money from my robotics patents than I’d ever spend, and I yearned for a family, for motherhood. Was that so strange?

My male range-mates were all married. Most had multi-stage families by then – their wives continuously getting younger, until some had daughters the same age as their latest marital trophy.

Little was said beyond the inevitable eye-rolling that accompanied the “men will be boys”-type comments. Yet Jai was considered my aberrant consolation prize, the rich female singleton’s ‘joy-boy’. Dowry violence and female foeticide are fragments of past shame, but some attitudes linger on.

Once I held Anandita, I didn’t care. I’d used frozen eggs, but carried her internally instead of seeding a bio-capsule for ‘risk-free reproduction’. Why do it, if you feel nothing?

My problem was I felt too much. Anandita was premature; and after surreptitious advice that the colostrum would help, I went ahead. But when I continued breast-feeding, Jai claimed I was reverting to a primitive state.

My marriage flushed itself quietly but relentlessly down the toilet, Jai complaining of spousal neglect. That’s what do-bots were for, he argued, to free humans from menial  work. Yet I actually found childcare enjoyable…

As for the role of do-bots, is there anything humans have left to do – or need each other for any more? Artificial Intelligents undertake every conceivable task. Even the sex industry’s pathetic creation, the inflatable rubber woman was re-launched as a humanoid robot – designed for a more ‘authentic-seeming’ experience.

Who needs a real woman to fake an orgasm for you, when you can have one of the S-X  series (appearance modelled to your specifications) to do the very same thing? Its plastithene “flesh” simulates intimate contact, GlobeNet wits labelling it the ‘S-X4U series’.

So I knew what was coming when Jai brought his sex-bot home, ostensibly to help me with childcare. He called her ‘Pammie’, modelled on some ancient TV show about lifeguards.

Pammie handled Anandita well enough; she was programmed with over a trillion stories, songs and games for a child’s entertainment. And she handled Jai even better! All of which served to emphasise my redundancy. Especially after I made Jai co-chip-holder to my assets in a serious moment of oversight failure. Perhaps motherhood had done something strange to my mind, after all.

Nevertheless, I’m not insane. Or suffering neo-natal depression because of the “backward” birthing system I chose. The vertical learning curve aside, I’d never been happier than I was experiencing the sudden raptures and hormonal firestorms of new motherhood.

Unlike Jai. So he decided to get rid of me. We all know no-one comes out of those reprogramming facilities intact.

Sadly, technological progress notwithstanding, human cupidity remains constant. And Meditechs aren’t immune to ‘persuasion’ either; not on the scale of my patent income. Now they’re expecting you to provide a laser-scan of my supposedly addled brain that’ll send me straight to where they’ve decided I belong.

Anyway, I know you’re not really listening, but you’re my last hope. After all, if an Alphatek-series machine can’t be objective when it’s doing a scan, who can?


Farah Ghuznavi draws on her experiences as a development professional for inspiration in her writing, and remains an unrepentant idealist. She has worked for NGOs in Bangladesh, Britain and Africa, as well as with the United Nations, and the Grameen Bank, famous for its collateral-free loans to poor women. Her work has been featured in magazines, anthologies and websites in the UK, US, Canada, Singapore and Bangladesh. Her flash fiction piece was Highly Commended in the 2010 Commonwealth Short Story Competition, and another story was awarded second place in the Oxford University GEF Competition.

 

19 thoughts on “Judgement Day

  1. Good one! Even though it’s set in the future, I can see so many similarities of attitude of men towards family and life :) As you put it, men never mature, so I guess the future still looks gloom. Nicely written!

  2. A well written, insightful piece. The writer shows what feminists have been saying for a long time: that there is more to gender justice than formal or formalistic equality. The road to substantive equality is truly long; and will certainly take us well into the future. The writer brings a fresh perspective to this understanding of the challenges of achieving a gender just society.

  3. A very clever way of showing how, no matter how technologically advanced human civilisation may get, the objectification of women and tendency to control and ‘mould’ them according to male specifications will continue. There are also subtle references to the need to preserve certain things such as the basics of motherhood.I am also quite impressed by the details the writer has gone into in simulating a frightening, cold, technologically overloaded future.

  4. Eloquently written. Gender equality is a cause that every nation shares and it is a voice that desperately needs to be heard.

  5. Hard painful facts of life for women,presented in a most entertaining manner so that it is actually enjoyable reading.

  6. Very engagingly written! I love the progress from traditional and orthodox at the beginning of the “supposedly addled brain” ending the piece. It’s very telling.

  7. Very engagingly written! I love the progress from traditional and orthodox at the beginning, to her “supposedly addled brain”/state of mind at which the piece ends. It’s very telling.

  8. Despite the futuristic setting it rang true and felt very real. Attitudes do “linger on”.

  9. A bit scary really, but very well-written. Brings home the point, no matter how hi-tech the world becomes, humans will be humans.

  10. Excellent piece. Brings home the point that women are usually penalised while men strive to fulfill their fantasies.

  11. this is such a GREAT story! and i love how it touches upon several topics – marrying a younger man or woman and how very different people’s reactions are to the two; men getting bored of chores and duties, including taking care of the children and how they will always tend to be and act like *boys* and remain insensitive to the needs of women!

  12. This I suppose, is a modern version of a story we hear in Bangladesh all the time. Men basically want to reduce women as objects for men’s consumption in various forms. Makes it seem like this world was created for the male gender and women have been sent here as something for their entertainment. The Islamic preachers’ 70 virgins etc etc adds to this very appealing polemic. Although this is still an established stereotype in many places, I am glad many women are fighting this and winning.

  13. Short sharp declarative sentences, almost breathless pacing, and seemingly spontaneous, witty, apt inventions! An excellent fresh treatment of a theme that could easily lead to a ‘heavy’ or familiar narrative. Enjoyed a lot!

  14. Good story! There’s a lot of humor here (Who needs a real woman to fake an orgasm for you, when you can have one of the S-X series (appearance modelled to your specifications) to do the very same thing?) as well as social commentary. It does show that while technology advances, people (unfortunately) don’t change.

  15. I remember reading somewhere, ‘Little girls grow up to be women and little boys grow up to be big boys’.

    Such an enjoyable read! Despite being set in a possible future, it resonates just as well with the present: treating humans as bots. I almost wonder, if it is better to be with a humanoid than a real boy ‘who-will-never-grow-up’

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