The Verma family had finally settled into their new home on the Moon. The sterile yet sophisticated lunar habitat, a stark contrast to their old Earthly home, offered a strange mix of comfort and detachment. The walls of their residence were embedded with technology that simulated Earth-like conditions—adjustable atmospheric pressure, controlled temperature, and even a subtle magnetic field to mimic gravity’s effects on the body. Yet, no matter how advanced, it could never fully replicate the deep-rooted familiarity of home.
Avni leaned against the transparent dome wall, gazing at the vast lunar landscape. The ground stretched endlessly, a dusty silver under the artificial illumination of the colony. In the distance, vehicles moved smoothly on electromagnetic highways, floating silently toward research centers, residential sectors, and hydroponic farms.
“This place is like something out of a dream,” she murmured.
Ansh, meanwhile, was completely immersed in the joy of low gravity. He had spent the last hour experimenting with jumps, each one launching him higher than before. “I can’t believe this! I feel like a superhero!” he shouted mid-air before gently landing back on the floor.
Meera sighed. “You better not break anything. We haven’t even been here a full day.”
Aryan, sitting at the dining table with a steaming cup of synthetic chai, smiled. “Let him enjoy. This is the only place where falling won’t hurt him.”
Meera shook her head, still adjusting to this bizarre new life.
A World Unlike Earth
The first thing they noticed about lunar life was the peace. Unlike the chaotic urban landscapes of Earth, filled with honking vehicles, political debates, and the ceaseless noise of civilization, the Moon colony was eerily silent. Even the busiest streets of the settlement felt meditative in their quietness. The people here moved with a deliberate grace, not out of sluggishness but as if the very environment demanded mindfulness.
Meera exhaled deeply. “I don’t hear a single unnecessary sound. No rush, no interruptions. It’s strange.”
Aryan leaned back. “Maybe this is what Earth was supposed to be like before we filled it with distractions.”
Avni nodded. “I read somewhere that astronauts who went to space often felt a ‘cognitive shift.’ They saw Earth as this tiny, fragile ball floating in the void and suddenly all the things they once worried about seemed insignificant. Maybe people here feel that all the time.”
Aryan smiled. “It makes sense. People on Earth think we’ve traveled far, but aren’t they also constantly moving? The whole planet is spinning at 1600 km/h while orbiting the Sun at 107,000 km/h. They are space travelers too, but they don’t realize it.”
Meera exhaled, thinking of the people they had left behind. Their parents, still attached to their ancestral home, had refused to come. Their farm, their animals, their life’s work—everything was tied to Earth. Meera’s father had said, “We were born with soil under our feet. We will die with it under our feet. You go if you must, but don’t ask us to leave.”
It wasn’t just the older generation. Even Avni and Ansh had struggled with the move. Leaving friends, adjusting to a different education system, adapting to a new curriculum—it had been an emotional storm for them. No more spontaneous meetups, no more Earthly festivals celebrated in open fields, no more lazy evenings watching sunsets.
“Do you think we made the right choice?” Meera asked Aryan.
He took a slow sip of chai and thought before answering. “There was no perfect choice, Meera. We had to leave some things behind, but we’ve also left behind a world that never respected inner peace. No more corporate flattery, no more nonsensical office politics, no more meaningless social rituals. And let’s not forget—no more disrespect for nondual Sharirvigyan Darshan.”
Meera nodded. It was true. Earthly life had become a competition of status, power, and mind games. Here, in this silent lunar expanse, there was room to breathe, to think, to just be.
Technology vs. Natural Living
For all its advancements, the Moon colony had one major drawback—it lacked the raw, untamed beauty of Earth. Everything here was artificial: the temperature, the air, even the food. The colony had perfected the science of extracting nutrients from raw elements and delivering them in efficient, easy-to-consume meals.
But that efficiency came at a cost.
Ansh poked at his meal, unimpressed. “It doesn’t taste like home-cooked food.”
Meera sighed. “It has all the nutrients we need, but where’s the joy of eating?”
Aryan understood. “That’s the thing with super-advanced technology. It can replicate function, but it can’t replace experience.”
Avni, always the philosopher, added, “It’s like how people on Earth still loved vintage bikes and heritage hotels. Even when technology advances, some things—like food, real gravity, and natural landscapes—remain irreplaceable.”
Aryan nodded. “That’s why in yoga, grounding to the base chakra is tied to gravity. Without natural grounding, how can one push back and jump to the highest states? Even those who mastered anti-gravity technology preferred the natural feel of weight on their feet.”
Meera sighed. “Then why did we come here?”
Aryan smiled. “Because awareness is more valuable than comfort. Earth was a place of noise, but here, we can finally hear ourselves. And that is priceless.”
The Cosmic Perspective
That night, as they sat by the transparent dome wall, looking at the vast, star-filled sky, Aryan spoke.
“Leaving Earth was difficult, but isn’t life a series of departures? We leave childhood, we leave our homes, and eventually, we even leave our bodies. Every goodbye is a preparation for the final one. So why not embrace change while we still can?”
Meera, still watching the stars, whispered, “Do you think one day even space will feel small?”
Aryan smiled. “Perhaps. Just as Earth once felt vast, but now seems like a dot in space. Maybe one day, after we explore enough, we will realize that even space is limited—compared to the infinite vastness within.”
Avni listened quietly, absorbing every word. Ansh had dozed off, curled up against Meera, unaware of the deep cosmic thoughts being exchanged around him.
For the first time since their arrival, a deep, peaceful silence filled their hearts. They had left behind a world of chaos, but they had gained something far greater—a glimpse of the infinite.
And in that moment, they knew they had made the right choice.
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