Friday, October 3, 2025

Love, 2100


Rina opened the door to her apartment clutching the bag of groceries. Though it was 2100 AD and drones delivered everything at home, she enjoyed her stroll along the quiet streets. 

"Riya, where are you?", she asked.
"I'm talking to Orien, Granny", came the reply.

Girls of this generation! They always prefer AI to men.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. Amit burst in. 

"Where is Riya? She can't break-up with me this way.", he screamed.

Riya appeared. "You are toxic. I don't owe you anything."

Suddenly Orien's metallic hands grabbed Amit's collar and flung him outside.

Image source: Image AI generated

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