As a 90's kid, I used to be a sci-fi sort of nerd, when I read Asimov it was as if a prophet foretold of the future, I could not wait to earn enough money to bu

As a 90's kid, I used to be a sci-fi sort of nerd, when I read Asimov it was as if a prophet foretold of the future, I could not wait to earn enough money to buy my own robot. That a robot would exist in my adulthood was presumed to be certain; I just needed to study to get a job good enough to afford one, like one would dream of a car they would buy when they would grow up. I distinctly recall a memory from childhood, watching a report in CNN I think, around the year 2000, making predictions of the future, and they mentioned 2015 as the date when everyone would have personal robots. They had something earmarked for year 2005 and 2010 too that i don't remember, but 15 years later was the key moment for me. And yet.... And I think that's when I came to the realisation that robots, and my sci-fi dreams aren't going to be. Some how I stop reading Scifi and shifted to Fantasy; Harry Potter becoming popular globally (even in my corner of the world), around that time only sped up matters. At least with dragons, I don't have any expectations of reality, only entertainment. It irks me to read "real" Sci-fi now, my Doyle-ist mind refused to shut up about the Watson-ian explanations provided for various scientific phenomena. I would much rather the mechanism behind a "portal" be from a spell rather than from a dark hole, or whatever, I just can't accept it now.