There is this scene from the Movie "I, Robot". There is an accident and both the cars are drowning in the water. Each of the cars has one person alive. One has Will Smith, the officer and the other has a kid. And the Robot tries to save them from the accident. It calculates that Will Smith has more probability of surviving than the small girl and it saves him. And for the rest of his life he hates the robot. That girl was a kid of someone and even 0.009% of surviving chances means a lot to her parents, which a Robot cannot, and can never figure out no matter on what latest technology it is built on. No matter what fool-proof logic it applies.
From the movie I, Robot,
Susan Calvin: What happened to you?
Detective Del Spooner: Headed back to the station. Normal day, normal life. The driver of a semi fell asleep at the wheel. Average guy, wife and kids, working a double. *Not* the devil. The car he hit, the driver's name was Harold Lloyd. Like the film star, but no relation. He was killed instantly. But his twelve-year-old was sitting in the passenger's seat. Never really met her. Can't forget her face, though. Sarah.
[fingering the necklace]
Detective Del Spooner: This was hers. She wanted to be a dentist. What the hell kind of twelve-year-old wants to be a dentist? Yeah, um... the truck smashed our cars together and pushed us into the river. You know, metal gets pretty pliable at those speeds. She's pinned, I'm pinned, the water's coming in. I'm a cop, so I know everybody's dead. Just a few minutes until we figure that out. NS4 was passing by and jumped in the river.
NS4 Robots: [from flashback] You are in danger!
Detective Del Spooner: [from flashback] Save her!
NS4 Robots: [from flashback] You are in danger!
Detective Del Spooner: [from flashback] Save her! Save the girl!
Detective Del Spooner: But it didn't. Saved me.
Susan Calvin: The robot's brain is a difference engine. It's reading vital signs. It must have done...
Detective Del Spooner: It did. I was the logical choice. It calculated that I had a 45% chance of survival. Sarah only had an 11% chance. That was somebody's baby. 11% is more than enough. A human being would've known that. Robots,
[indicating his heart]
Detective Del Spooner: nothing here, just lights and clockwork. Go ahead, you trust 'em if you want to.
Why do I remember this now? I almost behaved like a Robot few weeks back. There was this mail at office saying one of the active CLT( Child NGO trust...) who met with an accident. These are the exact words from the email,
"I must point out that there is a good chance that she might not make it. If she does, we do not know in what condition."
Me being a pessimist, more to say logical and heartless at that time, evaluated if it was worth giving money to save her life or was the money worth spent on a child who has rest of the life to live? And thank god, my faith in life won over my logic. I finally did help this female and guess what. I got this mail today,
"All her organs are fine; breathing on her own. Vital Signs are good"
Is this feeling called divine? Feeling that your faith was higher than anything else? That your wishes for an unknown person have come true? Is this called a miracle? I would say the word gratitude is overrrated. It takes away the kindness in people. Till date I really did not know what went into my head that day inspite of all the logic that was screaming in my ears. Guess, this is called intuition.
God bless Sridevi! Hope you recover soon. Saving life's is best job one can do. I wish I had enough courage to be a Doctor. I wish am at least part of the organizations who save life's. Someday!
Detective Del Spooner: Headed back to the station. Normal day, normal life. The driver of a semi fell asleep at the wheel. Average guy, wife and kids, working a double. *Not* the devil. The car he hit, the driver's name was Harold Lloyd. Like the film star, but no relation. He was killed instantly. But his twelve-year-old was sitting in the passenger's seat. Never really met her. Can't forget her face, though. Sarah.
[fingering the necklace]
Detective Del Spooner: This was hers. She wanted to be a dentist. What the hell kind of twelve-year-old wants to be a dentist? Yeah, um... the truck smashed our cars together and pushed us into the river. You know, metal gets pretty pliable at those speeds. She's pinned, I'm pinned, the water's coming in. I'm a cop, so I know everybody's dead. Just a few minutes until we figure that out. NS4 was passing by and jumped in the river.
NS4 Robots: [from flashback] You are in danger!
Detective Del Spooner: [from flashback] Save her!
NS4 Robots: [from flashback] You are in danger!
Detective Del Spooner: [from flashback] Save her! Save the girl!
Detective Del Spooner: But it didn't. Saved me.
Susan Calvin: The robot's brain is a difference engine. It's reading vital signs. It must have done...
Detective Del Spooner: It did. I was the logical choice. It calculated that I had a 45% chance of survival. Sarah only had an 11% chance. That was somebody's baby. 11% is more than enough. A human being would've known that. Robots,
[indicating his heart]
Detective Del Spooner: nothing here, just lights and clockwork. Go ahead, you trust 'em if you want to.
Why do I remember this now? I almost behaved like a Robot few weeks back. There was this mail at office saying one of the active CLT( Child NGO trust...) who met with an accident. These are the exact words from the email,
"I must point out that there is a good chance that she might not make it. If she does, we do not know in what condition."
Me being a pessimist, more to say logical and heartless at that time, evaluated if it was worth giving money to save her life or was the money worth spent on a child who has rest of the life to live? And thank god, my faith in life won over my logic. I finally did help this female and guess what. I got this mail today,
"All her organs are fine; breathing on her own. Vital Signs are good"
Is this feeling called divine? Feeling that your faith was higher than anything else? That your wishes for an unknown person have come true? Is this called a miracle? I would say the word gratitude is overrrated. It takes away the kindness in people. Till date I really did not know what went into my head that day inspite of all the logic that was screaming in my ears. Guess, this is called intuition.
God bless Sridevi! Hope you recover soon. Saving life's is best job one can do. I wish I had enough courage to be a Doctor. I wish am at least part of the organizations who save life's. Someday!
No comments:
Post a Comment