Ramjanul Haque Khandakar
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Tomorrow’s Utopia
In 2149, humanity conquered sadness. The Global Neural Grid (GNG) was hailed as the pinnacle of human achievement—a mesh of AI, biotech, and quantum empathy that rewired brains to prioritize joy. Wars ceased. Poverty vanished. Even the weather bent to humanity’s whims: hurricanes dissolved into rainbows, and winters were just "aesthetic snow" that didn’t chill. But perfection, as the Grid’s engineers failed to predict, has a funny way of unraveling.
By Ramjanul Haque Khandakar9 months ago in Confessions
The Goblin HR Incident
When Jade applied for an internship at Glower & Blight, LLC, she didn’t realize “arcane logistics” meant babysitting goblins. The job posting had been vague (“Must thrive in chaos! Dental plan includes dragon-scale polishing!”), but student loans wait for no one.
By Ramjanul Haque Khandakar9 months ago in Humor
The Chronos Market
In Chronopolis, time was the only currency that mattered. Not seconds or minutes, but years—sliced from lifespans, traded like stocks, and worn as glittering chrono-bands around the wrists of the elite. The city thrived under this economy, its skyscrapers crowned with gardens that never wilted, its streets humming with hover-limos ferrying the ageless to parties that never ended. But in the shadows, the Hourless coughed their way through smog-filled slums, selling their futures for a single breath of clean air.
By Ramjanul Haque Khandakar9 months ago in Futurism
The Day the AI Discovered Dad Jokes
Dr. Lila Patel never intended to create the world’s first sarcastic toaster. Her goal was noble: design an AI assistant so emotionally intelligent, it could mediate geopolitical conflicts. But when her lab’s coffee machine short-circuited and spilled espresso on her prototype’s motherboard, things got… toasty.
By Ramjanul Haque Khandakar9 months ago in Humor
The Weight of Light
The first time Jora saw the sun, she was twelve years old, and it was already dying. Her mother had dragged her to the Surface, violating every law of the Under-City, their home buried deep beneath the frozen crust of a world that had forgotten warmth. The air above ground bit Jora’s lungs like shattered glass, and the sky hung low and bruised, a sickly indigo smeared with ash. But there, on the horizon—a sliver of molten gold, bleeding through the clouds.
By Ramjanul Haque Khandakar9 months ago in Men
Echoes of Eden
The first time Lira remembered her daughter, she was kneeling in a holographic garden, pruning roses that never wilted. The air smelled of synthetic lavender, a scent calibrated by the Harmony Protocol to evoke “tranquility.” Her hands froze mid-snip as the memory struck—a rogue bullet of truth in a world of curated lies.
By Ramjanul Haque Khandakar9 months ago in Futurism
The Great Cat Caper: How My Cat Outsmarted Me and Stole a Pizza
You think you’re smart until you’re outwitted by a ten-pound furball with a criminal mind. It all started last Tuesday. The kind of Tuesday where you wake up late, realize you’ve run out of clean socks, and step into cat vomit on the way to the shower. In short: a glamorous day. By the time I survived work and traffic, I was exhausted. Pizza was the only thing I desired.
By Ramjanul Haque Khandakar9 months ago in Petlife
