Episode 1: THE UNFINISHED BUSINESS
Log 050, 08/08/2010
“Hello buddy (virtual assistant)”
"Everyone just hope for
amelioration of their entity not the world. People just depend on the rest for
the betterment of the nation and the world itself. But there is someone who
made their destiny just for the WORLD AT LARGE"
"I think I belong to the latter
kind"
" Being a citizen of this country,
this nation gave me opportunities, but also doomed my life"
"Oops, I don't mean that its
nation's fault, but the fellow people living in it “
"I was a poor guy born in some
unknown village in India. Unknown means I was not informed about that because
of that incident which no-one should have never experienced. Before 25 years in
1965, while my mother was in her prenatal period, there was none but my dad to
look after her. My parents were not of the same caste, yet they had a true love
within them. My mother eloped with my dad. They just ran away from their
village by around midnight on 2nd December 1961 . Then they travelled to China
with the help of their friends to start their new life with ecstasy and
prosperity. Even I have no idea neither about their education nor occupation. I
remembered only their faces, their happiness, care, affection, love. But things
weren't the same for many. There were rich those who don't care to spend their
money lavishly but there were some who begged for a paise
“Hmm, I think it is just off the
central concept”
“After the INDO CHINA WAR OF 1962, the
markets just experienced a rapid loss that my dad was unable to manage the circumstances.
Then they travelled back to India, started a new business and things were
consistent until I was born in 1966. My mom used to tell me stories, sing me pronunciamento
(Door knocks)
“Huh, it really sucks when someone
disturbs us while we are working sincerely”
(Door knocks again)
“Hey, wait bastard”
“I will continue the LOG later buddy”
I just went near the door and opened
it. It was a teenager dressed up in black, looking exactly like a person who
was consuming crack cocaine, was stick-like may be undernourished, slightly
taller than me, nose better than my ex…. Oh, shut up mind voice the
public is watching this. , then I see the hair on his cloth was exactly matching to dog/cat but according to my
hypothesis, 70% men prefer dog rather than cat. But I think I was distracted.
“Who are you? - Teen” I asked.
He just gave a sudden blow to my head .
I didn’t anticipate such an experience with this love-child.
When I came back to consciousness, I
was in a room with four sides made of mirrors. I just went near to the mirror to
touch it. When I touched, it became transparent.
“Oh jeez! It’s not fair”
“Did you guys give me some kind of
drug?”
Suddenly a voice from above, “Welcome
aboard, Jonathan Ray. It’s a pleasure to meet you”
“Who the hell are you?”
“I think the location and time isn’t
appropriate, but you would know after a stretch of time” the voice from above.
“Where am I?”
“Don’t you know that kidnapping is
against the law”
“If you don’t reveal your countenance,
blackguard — “, I said
“Log 001 03/10/1990” the voice from
above.
These words gave me a feeling like the
same of Vasco DA Gama finding India… man cannot say no! To premonition… in the same way, none can just let it
take the position of the referee in my understanding.
“Now, I think I may be errorless with
this deduction…”
“Because— “
“Because, this log— “
“This log- doesn’t exist in my timeline
and was made for a cause”
“And It — “
“It was known only to him”
(TO BE CONTINUED 🔜)
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