Reproduction Credits, Ltd.
- A. Falconer
- Oct 29
- 4 min read
By Falcon Research
India 2050
The Announcement
“Good morning, sustainable citizens!”
The Ministry of Sustainability & Fertility—MoSuFer—flashed across every wall screen, glowing like divine revelation.
A smiling anchor in a biodegradable saree announced,
“Starting this quarter, conception is a regulated privilege! Earn one hundred Green Points to qualify for responsible parenthood.”
Drones dropped eco-confetti shaped like diapers and leaves. Smart speakers chanted:
“Reproduce Responsibly — India Depends on You!”
Mrs. Chaudhary stirred her algae-milk tea.
“They make it sound like a national fertility drive where numbers matter more than people,” she muttered.
Mr. Chaudhary adjusted the solar blinds.
“At least they’re transparent. In our parents’ time, you had to guess the moral code.”
A holographic billboard outside screamed:
“Love Is Carbon. Spend Wisely.”
The couple sipped their guilt-neutral beverages, waiting for the ad break — ‘Sponsored by MoSuFer Prenatal Carbon Monitors — because love leaves a footprint.’
The Chaudharys
The Chaudharys were the kind of couple government posters loved. They’d given up ACs, vacations, and most pleasures except irony.
On their wall hung a quote from the Prime Minister:
“Population control begins at home — preferably yours.”
They were stuck at 97 Green Points.
Mrs. Chaudhary scrolled through the penalties:
“Minus 2 for non-vegetarianism. Apparently a kebab is now a climate crime.”
“It’s methane, not mutton,” said Mr. Chaudhary.
“Then they should regulate politicians; they emit more gas.”
Their smart speaker chirped, “Remember to smile while composting. Positive emotion boosts microbial morale.”
She threw a kebab skewer into the bin.
The screen blinked:
‘+0.1 points for domestic harmony.’
Outside, a MoSuFer drone passed, projecting the daily slogan:
“Families That Offset Together, Stay Together.”
They laughed. It was either that or cry, and laughter cost fewer carbon credits.
The Credit Bureau Visit
The MoSuFer Citizen Center resembled a cross between a temple and an insurance office. Plastic plants. Digital incense.
A sign read: “Queue 47 — Report for Fertility Audit.”
Mr. and Mrs. Chaudhary approached the counter. The clerk — badge reading A. Chaudhary, Assistant Evaluator — peered over his screen.
“Coincidence,” he said. “Same surname, different sustainability outcome.”
He frowned.
“Emotional emissions last month: 17.2 kilograms above limit. Source — argument detected on 12 March.”
“We were arguing about garbage segregation!”
“Intent irrelevant. Vibration detected. Please apply for Silence Subsidy Scheme 2048.”
Mr. Chaudhary asked, “And whispering?”
“Premium plan, sir. Comes under Selective Communication Policy.”
The clerk smiled faintly.
“Also, you earned the Bronze Meat Badge. Congratulations — rare these days.”
“Does it come with points?”
“Just awareness.”
A chime sounded: “Please rate your fertility audit experience.”
They walked out in silence. The system had already logged it as “Emotional Deficit.”
The Influencer Privilege
That evening, the Chaudharys watched MoSuFer TV.
A glowing influencer waved from a cradle of solar-powered toys:
“Namaste Earthlings! I’m RiyaGreenX — eco-mom and brand ambassador for Responsible Motherhood 2050!”
She giggled.
“My twins are carbon-neutral miracles! We offset everything — even my epidural!”
Ticker below:
“Negative-Credit Citizen Awarded Honorary Fertility License.”
Mrs. Chaudhary blinked. “She had twins on negative credits?”
Mr. Chaudhary read the fine print:
“Exemption for citizens with over 10 million followers. Influence offsets impact.”
“So fame is now fertilizer,” she said.
The influencer winked:
“Remember — reproduction is a privilege, not a right. Like Wi-Fi.”
Mrs. Chaudhary muttered, “We should start a channel — Couples Who Compost Under Surveillance.”
The room filled with polite AI laughter from their home speaker.
Outside, a drone projected the new campaign slogan:
“Visibility Is the New Virtue.”
The Trade Offer
Two days later, their Citizen App pinged:
“Fast-Track Fertility Credits Available. Confidential Consultation.”
In a dim MoSuFer basement, a man in an eco-suit whispered,
“We help honest citizens bridge small credit gaps. Sponsor a Minister’s Forest, or exchange your compost license for five points.”
Mrs. Chaudhary frowned. “Isn’t that illegal?”
“Illegal? No, madam. It’s a pilot project in ethical flexibility.”
Mr. Chaudhary hesitated.
“We’ve waited five years.”
“And that’s your mistake,” the man said. “Hope doesn’t trend.”
Silence.
A MoSuFer jingle drifted down from upstairs: “Reproduce Responsibly — India Depends on You!”
He pushed the tablet back.
“If we buy life, it won’t feel like ours.”
“Suit yourself,” said the man. “Just don’t complain when honesty gets delisted.”
The Denial Notice
At 7:02 a.m., precisely between the Solar Audit and Compost Anthem, the alert chimed:
“Reproduction Permit Deferred — National Birth Quota Achieved Early.”
Beneath it:
“Try our guided meditation: Letting Go of Fertility Goals.”
Their smartwatch buzzed.
“You seem emotionally distressed. Would you like to share with the Planetary Happiness Tracker?”
Mrs. Chaudhary whispered, “We did everything right.”
“Except go viral,” he said.
Outside, drones arranged themselves into words across the smog-blue sky:
“Sustainability Achieved, Humanity Assured.”
They sat hand in hand.
The screen chirped:
“Hope detected. Emotional emission logged.”
The lights dimmed to eco-mode. Even their despair was energy-efficient.
Epilogue: National Sustainability Dashboard
Quarterly Report — Ministry of Sustainability & Fertility
Population growth: 0.00 %
Carbon emissions: −2.7 %
Citizen happiness: Data Unavailable (metric discontinued)
Comment from Minister:
“India has achieved perfect equilibrium between man and Mother Earth.
Our citizens breathe lightly — literally.”
Attached photo: The Chaudharys’ apartment block.
All windows dark except one. Light source: unregulated hope.
Auto-note: Possible anomaly — human behavior pattern ‘Hope’ detected.
Flag for correction next quarter.
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