It was in the early Nineties that I started reading Isaac Asimov. Goaded by lingering childhood urges, I picked up I, Robot, a collection of stories about evolution of robotics, sometimes supervised by Dr Susan Calvin, a phenomenal Robopsychologist, never to look back. The book is also famous for the Three Laws of Robotics, propounded in course of the stories that became the fulcrum of Asimov’s opus. I remained consumed by the evolution of robots into humaniform androids, calibrated expansion of humanity across galaxies and black holes, rise and fall of Empires and Foundations, progression of Psychohistory, cumulative human and alternate consciousness till I run out of his works.
It was a chastening experience that left me with a vision of millennia, an answer to Life, much more expansive than the cryptic ‘42’ handed out by the other well known saga, A Hitchhiker’s Guide to Galaxy. Such was the influence of Asimov’s prophetic vision, I remained overwhelmed by the weight of the knowledge of what was to come for a million years. I was ready to stop anyone in his tracks and begin unloading my newly gained wisdom, not that many gave two hoots to what I thought. Most people had never read Asimov and the odd one who claimed to have read some book would smile wanly. Internet was yet to take over, and even though countless websites and bulletin boards spawned by the end of the Twentieth Century, I found none who shared my enthusiasm for Asimov, or science fiction for that matter.
Cut to the present day, there are probably more blogs on the genre than I care, and surely they are all being run by enthusiasts. However, I wish to introduce you today to Three Realms of the Mind, a blog created and populated by Karthik L, who apart from being an aficionado is also a compelling writer of fantasy and science fiction, with an inimitable vein of humour. The prompt for the moment is a guest post that I have had the honour of writing for his blog, about Oryx and Crake, a book by Margaret Atwood, later expanded into a trilogy. My effort is as small as her fiction is huge, but as an ardent admirer of her writing I humbly solicit few moments of your priceless eyeballs there: Oryx and Crake Series