Is Health the Only Focus? What Else Matters!

 
Preface

Some time not to distant in the future, on one beautiful morning in mid spring, over the hills and vineyards in Tuscany with crystal clear deep blue sky, summer was approaching with its hot breeze for acknowledgment. In this beautiful setting lives an old man in an awfully quiet rusty house by the river. In a few weeks, the old man will be standing by a body, (a robot) which has been the achievement of his lifetime work. The old man will be holding in his right hand a remote control with one red button. As he will take a sudden deep breath, his eyes will fill up with tears of discomfort. His body will tremble and his legs will give way to gravity and he will fall on his knees. In a slow motion, a teardrop will depart from his right eye and as it will fall, the old man will stare at the teardrop as if it was falling forever. As soon as it will hit his right hand, his lips will start to shiver as he tightens his right hand and squeezes the remote control, his emotions in a gentle manner will transits into a smooth groan, as he groans, he will shout, ‘ my boy’. He will know at that moment that this thing, this young looking robotic boy that is made out of a complex sophisticated machinery by the old men for almost 45 years is his last hope.