Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Try to guess the meaning of each picture, first one is "seven seas".



View comments section to find the solution. Do that only after you give a crack at this!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Frog IQ Game

Try moving the frogs at one end to the other end!

This picture was taken on the banks of Sumatra Island (the height of waves was of approx. 32 m = 105 ft).

It was found saved in a digital camera, 1 ½ years after the disaster.

We cannot know for sure, but very likely the one who took the picture is not alive any more (it was just a matter of seconds).

Today we can see the last image he/ she saw before ending life on this part of planet Earth!

It makes us understand that we are small when nature strikes!





Once upon a time, there was a software engineer who used to develop programs on his Pentium machine, sitting under a tree on the banks of a river. He used to earn his bread by selling those programs in the Sunday market.

One day, while he was working, his machine tumbled off the table and fell in the river. Encouraged by the Panchatantra story of his childhood (the woodcutter and the axe), he started praying to the River Goddess. The River Goddess wanted to test him and so appeared only after one month of rigorous prayers. The engineer told her that he had lost his computer in the river.

As usual, the Goddess wanted to test his honesty. She showed him a match box and asked, "Is this your computer ?" Disappointed by the Goddess' lack of computer awareness, the engineer replied, "No."

She next showed him a pocket-sized calculator and asked if that was his. Annoyed, the engineer said "No, not at all!!"

Finally, she came up with his own Pentium machine and asked if it was his. The engineer, left with no option, sighed and said "Yes."

The River Goddess was happy with his honesty. She was about to give him all three items, but before she could make the offer, the engineer asked her, "Don't you know that you're supposed to show me some better computers before bringing up my own ?"

The River Goddess, angered at this, replied, "I know that, you stupid donkey! The first two things I showed you were the Trillennium and the Billennium, the latest computers from IBM !". So saying, she disappeared with the Pentium!!

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Moral : If you're not up-to-date with technology trends, it's better to keep your mouth shut and let people think you're a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.

True Love Story



I was sitting on the footpath right outside my hostel building with all my bags packed, waiting for the golf cart which had to drop me till the gate of the Infosys campus in Mysore. I looked at the surroundings. Road was empty and there was no one around. All the trainees were attending classes as it was around eleven in the morning. A lovely breeze was blowing and I could see some birds frisking, frolicking and playing pranks with each other but I was alone. I was alone when all my friends were in the class. Now even the birds, the wind and the trees had started teasing me.

I couldn't resist myself from shedding another drop of tear although I'd been doing the same the whole last night. Of course, I was checking out but that was not the only reason for the tears. It was something much bigger than that and very much contemptible. I was not leaving the campus after completing my training but I'd been expelled from the company. Or I can say, I was being thrown out. I felt like dying.

Then appeared the white colored cart coming from the road adjoining Food Court 2. The cart reminded me of my first day in the campus and took me into the past for sometime.

What a lovely evening that was? How excited I was when I put my first step into the heaven called as Mysore campus of Infosys and was completely engrossed with the thoughts of future that what I will do and how I'll enjoy in the campus. First thing that came to my mind that day was to explore the campus and locate all those places I'd seen in those lovely photographs. I sat into the golf cart which took me through some long and winding but neat and clean roads. The first building I noticed was that football shaped spherical building which appeared behind the lush green cricket ground on the right side of the road. In fact that was the only building I'd seen before coming here but I was amazed to see a building on the left which was under construction. It was absolutely phenomenal and resembled the Colosseum of Rome. There was another one which resembled the White House but wasn't white in color. Some guy in the Cart told that it is GEC or the Global Education Centre where we'll go through our training.

The cart stopped at a small building inside which there was a kind of a reception. We got our luggage checked and room was allotted to me. The guy sitting next to me in the cab was to be my room mate. His name was Varun and was a tall but slim guy from Punjab with a lot of beard on his face looked as if he's not shaved since ages but that really gave him a typical Punjabi looks. I was just thinking how someone like me from Gujarat will stay with such a guy who doesn't even bother to shave his face. Then we were sent to our hostel in another cart. We just found out that our hostel is nearest to FC2 and moreover, the hostel right next to us was a girl hostel. That Punjabi straight away planned to buy a new binocular so that he could easily peep into girls' rooms during night.

I opened the door of my room and could not believe my eyes. It was the best room I'd ever seen with my own eyes and was just exhilarated with the thought that I'd be staying here for next few months though with some one who looked to be very unhygienic. But that was not a problem at all coz like all the Punjabis Varun was quite nice at heart. We just kept our bags and explored the whole campus. We saw the lovely swimming pool, Gymnasium, Bowling alley, Market and Habib's haircutting saloon from where Varun got his beard trimmed.

The classes started and we were made to sit in a big room having a huge white board with a couple of projector screens in the front and opposite to that were numerous seats each having a separate computer system. I was made to sit in the third row and luckily between a couple of girls though both of them had just ordinary looks. Later I came to know that we were made to sit alphabetically when I got introduced with both those gals. One was Ganmeet from Punjab and the other was Geetha from Mangalore and sandwiched between them was me, Gaurav Keswani from Vadodra.

Both those gals were quite antithetical in their behavior, style, knowledge and everything they did. Where Ganmeet was quite simple, Geetha was stylish like all ultra-mod and hap Bangalore gals. Ganmeet was calm, composed and reserve but Geetha was dynamic and extrovert. And most importantly, Ganmeet was good in her logics and a very strong programmer and Geetha was a contrast in this matter too. This I realized when she asked me to debug her first C-language assignment. I was shocked to see the code. She had put the include statement within main. God, she was a B.Tech in comp. science. But her cute and embarrassed smile was clearly accepting her weakness. I helped her and this became a routine. Within in no time we grew very close to each other. We used to have the meals together, we used to study together, we used to watch the movies together and we used to go out together. Our friendship grew more intense when she flunked in the first module test of C language but I got an ‘A' and so did Ganmeet. But my roomy, Varun had also flunked. So Geetha and Varun they both had to appear for the re-test. Everyday I used to teach them and make them practice more and more. Now we were like a group. Four of us started staying together as Varun and Ganmeet, both being punjabi's grew very close to each other. Now instead of me, it was Ganmeet who taught him.

Then came the retest. I and Ganmeet were waiting for both of them outside the hall. Varun came out happily clearly showing that he'd cleared and he did. Many came out but she was still in. I was getting worried as only I knew that the hopes were less. It was the last minute when she came out jumping and without speaking a word threw her self on me and kissed on my cheeks. Many had seen but all knew what had happened. I was stunned and so were Varun and Ganmeet. It was obvious for a guy who never had any gal in his life and was kissed by a hot south Indian gal in front of whole batch. But she took it as a very normal thing and I pretended the same.
"Its all because of you Gaurav, that I've cleared it. Hats off to you sweetheart", she said.

We were not into any sort of relationship but that's how she used to call me and in fact all her close friends. But there was nothing wrong in it and I enjoyed it. We grew more and more close to each other. She took care of me in every sense: my dressing, my eating and what ever I did. She told me many things about gals which I'd never known.

On the next weekend she took me to Bangalore where she'd done her engineering degree. We met many of her friends, my friends and went to famous markets and malls of the city. One thing I could say, she'd a very happening friend circle. In the evening we went to a pub where both of us danced after gulping a couple of beer mugs. The dance grew more and more passionate with time. It was my first time in a pub but she was quite used to it. Next evening we left for Mysore which is a three hour journey from Bangalore. But there I'd spent the best weekend of my life.

On the way, we talked about everything on the earth. Then she kept her head on my shoulder and held me which I could say was half a hug. I just responded. I'd never sat like this with a gal ever in my life. Everything was so nice and tender. Time seemed like flying. I wished I could've been like this forever. I'd fallen in love with her.

"You know what Gaurav", she said.

"What?" I asked.

"You remember that guy Raghav, whom we met in Garuda mall."

"Yeah! Why?"

"We've been in love for last 3 years and yesterday we planned to marry." she said shyly.

It was all over for me. Ground escaped underneath my feet. I just got away from her in a flash and asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I thought I'll tell you after you meet him. I hope I wasn't wrong?"

"No.. You are right. Anyways Congrats" I said, sounding very low.

"Thanks." she said.

No one spoke a word after that for next one hour. She was busy with her iPod and I was with my novel when suddenly she asked," What happened Gaurav? Why are you so quiet?"

"Nothing", I said.

She kept on asking again and again but I'd the same answer until she got irritated and said," you are telling me or not?"

"Its of no use dear. You can't do anything about it." I said and rightly so. I loved her and she loved someone else whom she was going to marry.

"Well, let me make 3 guesses." She said in a very naughty tone and I agreed.

"Ok. Hmmmmmmm. You didn't enjoy with me at Bangalore?" she asked.

I shook my head straight away. Both of us knew that this wasn't the reason. I thought she was just trying to change my mood.

"thennnn. U didn't like Raghav?"

Now she was coming to the point. This was somewhat the reason but not the exact one.
"Hey. He's quite good yaar and both of u make a nice couple. And it's your life; I don't have to marry him. So, last guess now." I replied.

"Then… you've a liking for me?" She said smiling.

I was caught. In fact clean bowled. She'd hit the bull eye. I turned red. I tried my level best to control my expressions and said,"No way yaar. I don't like to call engaged nos."

"Ohhhhh. Mr. Gaurav keswani think about it again."

I had to admit it now. And this time she laughed. I asked the reason but again she laughed. I was perplexed at her enigmatic laugh. Finally she spoke.

"You know what my stupid."

"What?" I inquired filled with curiosity.

"Raghav and I are just friends you dumb."

She broke into chuckles again. I was confused and even I'd started smiling now and finally started laughing with her.

This time I held her and said, "I love you Geetha."

"I love you too stupid. And did all this coz I know that you were not going to propose me easily" She replied.

We both fell in each other's arms and waited for our destination. Finally Geetha was mine. It was the happiest day of my life. We reached Mysore campus and again got busy into our same daily routine: attending the classes, completing assignments, studying in the class after dinner, going for long walks. I always used to thank god for the life he'd given me. Module tests came and went. I kept on getting ‘A' grades and she somehow managed to clear them. Both of us were quite happy. We made a few trips with Varun and Ganmeet to Ooty, Coorg and Mangalore which was Geetha's home town. We met her parents there who were very humble but her little sister was naughty like her.

Now we had entered the last month of our training. Shortly we were going to have our comprehensive exam which was a mixture of all the modules which we'd studied so far. It also included a practical exam in which we'd to complete a project within 3 hours and it was the toughest thing especially for someone like Geetha. The day for compre came. All of us cleared it but Geetha. Both of us were very depressed. Now she'd to appear for it again. Actually compre is the most important part of the training. If you don't clear it your training won't complete. Now retest was the only hope for her.

Retest was the very next day. We were going to classroom after dinner. And suddenly she started crying.

"Gaurav. I really love you." She said.

"I love you too sweetu. Don't cry. Everything would be ok. I'm there for you. I won't let you flunk again." I consoled her.

"No. I will because there's no way out. And we'll be separated forever. "

"No dear. It won't ever happen" I said and took her in my arms.

"Gaurav. Can you do something for me?" She asked.

"Of course my love. My whole life is yours." I said.

"You'll have to sit along with me tomorrow. You know every one does it. Meenal's boyfriend helped her out that's why she cleared. I hope Even I can expect this much from my love." She said.

I was drowned into deep thinking because it was really risky, In fact very risky. We could've been thrown out of the company if caught. But on the other side was my love. What I would do in the company without her because if she fails she'd be out, I thought. Then I just looked into matter carefully that these people never count the number of candidates appearing for a test and how many are extra. Then I thought that I'll sit on another system and complete the project and submit on Geetha's employee id.

The day came; we all were sitting in the class room. I was sitting a bit far from her and finally we got the project. It was not at all tough for me. I started working on it and had completed almost half when Srikkanth.M entered into the classroom. He was our batch owner, just like a class teacher in schools. Don't know how but he'd got the report that no. of candidates appearing were more than the no. in the list. I was shocked. It was a dead end to my career. Coming time won't be easy for me and I'll have to face a lot, I thought. I look at Geetha's face. She was looking as lovely and innocent as ever. But she too was badly shocked. But don't know why, I wasn't afraid. Love had given me a special courage and I was doing it for my love, no one else. So what if I'm caught. Srikkanth knew me quite well as I was among those who'd got 100/100 in his module, java. He looked at me straight away and called me.

Srikkanth himself was shocked when he found me as the culprit. But he was helpless as company is very strict against the cheating cases. He asked me again and again the name of the guy for whom I'm screwing up my career. But how would've I named my love. I didn't speak a word. He insisted again and again that Infosys needed brains like me but I would not listen. Finally he gave up and reported to HR department. The same question was asked again and again from me but my love was the most important thing in the world for me now. They then asked me to write a resignation letter and I did the same. I was fired.

Someone's strange voice hit my ears and I came out of the world of my thoughts. I was still sitting on the footpath and looking at the trees and the birds.
"Come on sir. Sit in the cart." Cart driver said.
"Oh yes. Lets go." I replied and left the campus and the company for ever.

Now you all must be having one question your mind. That what about Geetha? Geetha cleared the exam. I think I had taught her enough and rest she cheated from the guy who was sitting next to her. I waited for her call after the incident but she didn't. I called her but she didn't attend my call. And most interesting thing is that it has been 8 months since that incident but we never had a talk.

I don't know whether this story is true or fictional nor the author of this story! But it was a wonderful read that I wanted to share with you.

'Stewardesses' is the longest word typed with only the left hand and 'lollipop' with your right. (Bet you tried this out mentally, didn't you?)



No word in the English language rhymes with month, orange, silver, or purple.




'Dreamt' is the only English word that ends in the letters 'mt'. (Are you doubting this?)



Our eyes are always the same size from birth, but our nose and ears never stop growing.



The sentence: 'The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog' uses every letter of the alphabet. (Now, you KNOW you're going to try this out for accuracy, right?)



The words 'racecar,' 'kayak' and 'level' are the same whether they are read left to right or right to left (palindromes). (Yep, I knew you were going to 'do' this one.)



There are only four words in the English language which end in 'dous': tremendous, horrendous, stupendous, and hazardous. (You're not doubting this, are you?)


There are two words in the English language that have all five vowels in order: 'abstemious' and 'facetious.' (Yes, admit it, you are going to say . a e i o u)


TYPEWRITER is the longest word that can be made using the letters only on one row of the keyboard. (All you typists are going to test this out)



A cat has 32 muscles in each ear.



A goldfish has a memory span of three seconds. (Some days that's about what my memory span is)



A 'jiffy' is an actual unit of time for 1/100th of a second.



A shark is the only fish that can blink with both eyes.



A snail can sleep for three years. (I know some people that could do this too.)



Almonds are a member of the peach family.



An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.



Babies are born without kneecaps They don't appear until the child reaches 2 to 6 years of age.



February 1865 is the only month in recorded history not to have a full moon.



In the last 4,000 years, no new animals have been domesticated.



If the population of China walked past you, 8 abreast, the line would never end because of the rate of reproduction.



Leonardo Da Vinci invented the scissors.


Peanuts are one of the ingredients of dynamite!



Rubber bands last longer when refrigerated.



The average person's left hand does 56% of the typing.



The cruise liner, QE2, moves only six inches for each gallon of diesel that it burns.



The microwave was invented after a researcher walked by a radar tube and a chocolate bar melted in his pocket. (Good thing he did that)



The winter of 1932 was so cold that Niagara Falls froze completely solid.



There are more chickens than people in the world.


Winston Churchill was born in a ladies' room during a dance.



Women blink nearly twice as much as men.


These facts reminds me, "Known is a drop, unknown is an ocean!"

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Tuesday, October 19, 2010



Of late, I am not posting in my blog as frequent as I used to post. Infact, this is my first post in the nearly 3 months. The reason behind this hibernation is my training period at Infosys. The training is over on Nov 17,2010, from which the blog would be back to normal.

Forgot to tell you, its been 3 golden years since this blog has been started. Thanks for your overwhelming support. Without which this milestone wouldn't have been possible.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Atlast I am posting something in my blog. I am planning to post my travelogue on Malaysia-Singapore trip and Experience in Infosys after my training is over in Infosys (those are two REALLY BIG posts). Even this post is based on something that I learnt in Infosys training. It is no rocket science that we learn overnight. It was self-realization.

I was sitting in the Personal Effectiveness class(a class of 37) and it was an afternoon. I was feeling really drowsy and would have almost slept if not for this puzzle.



We were asked to connect each color/letter to its corresponding pair using straight lines and the lines are not supposed to intersect each other at any point. The lines should not go above the top A and below the bottom B. Mohan was sitting next to me and both of us were visualizing the solution. We thought it was not solvable(atleast for us).

Pravin, she was a woman with a man's name, was the facilitator. She asked, "How many of you in this hall think it's not solvable?". I knew there must be a solution but then I couldn't visualize it. So my hand went up in a jiffy. Mohan followed me and then few more hands were raised. But, since I was the one who raised the hand first, She called me on to the stage. She asked me to just join the pairs using straight lines without worrying about the intersection part. I drew. She pointed out the problem part and asked me to think.



In a flash I arrived at the solution.


Pravin told me, "I didn't give the solution, you solved it on your own. All that you need is belief that you can solve the problem..." and some blah... blah...

Personally I learnt few lessons from this puzzle.

Lessons learnt:
1. Sometimes you need to bend and adjust to reach the position you want to.
2. Where there is a will there is a way.
3. Better bend than break.

PS: *I would try to increase the frequency of posts.
*Conditions Apply :)

Thursday, April 29, 2010

I've awaited this feature for ages and it's been here for months. I haven't seen it documented anywhere, so what I'm offering is my observations. They're still exciting. Aside from deleting the whole post and choosing to delete the photo, as well, there certainly are options.

Situations
1. You uploaded a photo, deleted the post, and kept the photo.
2. You uploaded a photo, deleted it from the post and/ or replaced it, and kept the post.

Enter Picasa web and then delete the picture from your album in the name of your blog.

An interesting letter written in 1909 to the Indian Railways(then British):



"I am arrive by passenger train Ahmedpur station and my belly is too much swelling with jackfruit. I am therefore went to privy. Just I doing the nuisance that guard making whistle blow for train to go off and I am running with lotah in one hand and dhoti in the next when I am fall over and expose all my shocking to man and female women on platform. I am got leaved at Ahmedpur station. This too much bad, if passenger go to make dung that dam guard not wait train five minutes for him. I am therefore pray your honour to make big fine on that guard for public sake. Otherwise I am making big report to the papers."

Okhil Chandra Sen wrote this letter to the Sahibganj divisional railway office in 1909. It is on display at the Railway Museum in New Delhi. It was also reproduced under the caption "Travelers' Tales" in the Far Eastern Economic Review. Any guesses why this letter was of historic value?

It apparently led to the introduction of toilets on trains!

Wednesday, April 28, 2010


This is my second short story. Hope you like it!!!



I first saw that machine in his lab. It was too big to be called as a lab. It would be appropriate to call it as a laboratory. Coming back to the machine, it was neither stupendous nor stupid. Imagine a car with a rear that was the mirror image of the front. Further the car had only one door with a small window sized less than a square feet. That was DD’s (Doctor Dhananjay) Time Travelling Machine.

“Will it work?”, I asked.

“Machines are made to work” said DD.

The smartness of DD lies in his circumlocutory answers. You can never conclude from his replies.

“Where are the wheels for it to run?”

“My machine would run in the fourth dimension, the dimension of time. Wheels are no longer necessary.”

DD didn’t appear to be a man who would lie. The words filled with confidence and arrogance… The lab filled with books with bamboozling titles… His research works stacked upon a table… A notice board with news paper cuttings of his articles… Though this forced me into believing him my eyes should have had a tinge of disbelief that was residue of overwhelming questions inside my brain.

“I think, you don’t believe me still”

“I find it difficult to believe it doctor”

“Better take a trial ride…”, he said with a smile. There was no falsity in his smile.

“Is it really possible to travel to the future that remains a mystery and the past that’s already a history?”

“Yes”

“How is it possible? Then what about Bradley Dowden’s theory?”

“Ya Bradley Dowden…”

He continued, “His logic is near perfect, ‘Nobody has ever built a time machine that could take a person back to an earlier time. Nobody should be seriously trying to build one, either, because a good argument exists for why the machine can never be built. The argument goes like this: suppose you did have a time machine right now, and you could step into it and travel back to some earlier time. Your actions in that time might then prevent your grandparents from ever having met one another. This would make you not born, and thus not step into the time machine. So, the claim that there could be a time machine is self-contradictory.’

But then you have read time travel only as a fiction. When it becomes real, it’s really tough to believe.”

“Doctor I need a proper explanation. Your round about answer is intelligent but inconclusive”, I was unable to agree with him.

“Have you read my paper on n-dimensional mathematics?”

“I had seen that paper with all the Greek symbols lying on it resembling ants lying on poisoned sugar toffee!”

“Ok. I would try to make it as simple as possible. Can you see this paper?”

“Yes.”

“How many dimensions does this have?”

“Two. Length and breadth…”

“How many dimensions does my lab have?”

“Three… Length… Breadth and height…”

“Ok. Look through that window. Are you able to see that tower?”

“Yes.”

“Left… right, top… bottom, front… back, in all these directions you are able to witness the three dimensions. How?”

“How?”

“Because you are a four dimensional being. That’s how it works…”

“Four?”

“Ya. You have four dimensions. Fourth is the time. If I want to state the four dimensions of SD (S.Deepak is my name. DD like many other friends of mine liked to call me SD), it would go like Height: 6 feet. Length: One and a half feet. Breadth: Half feet. These three are the basic dimensions. What’s your date of birth?”

“25-June-2029”

“So your current measure in the fourth dimension is the number of days or to be accurate number of milliseconds that have passed since your birth. Hence you are a four dimensional living thing… Do you understand?”

“A little…”

“A four dimensional human is able to travel back and forth… left and right… top and bottom… Listen… Imagine what a five-dimensional person could do!”

Doctor was waiting for my answer. I was thinking hard, so hard that the eyebrows almost touched the scalp. All of a sudden the bulb glowed.

“Yes doctor… A five dimensional person can travel back and forth in the fourth dimension. This means…”

“This means that it is possible to travel forward and backward in time. This machine does that. It allows you to enter into the fifth dimension. So you can travel to the past and the future. Making the future tense, present tense and present tense, past tense… Now tell me, where do you want to travel? The history filled past or the mystery filled future?”

Pandora’s curiosity looked mediocre in front of mine. I was a little feared too. If it’s possible I can go to the past. I have been spending my life on excavations and people suspecting me on under-cutting and over-cutting. I can prove them after all we archeologists were right with our discoveries…”

“Doctor I would like to travel to the past. Let my future remain as suspense.”

“Ok… Which Century?”

“Can I decide that later?”

“Ok… I understand your idea… You can enquire and go back and forth…” Doctor opened the door. “SD take your seat. Hold this.” He placed a small object on my hand resembling a TV remote, with the numbers from one to nine and then a zero and a back button. Below which there were two buttons placed one below the other very much like the volume control with a + and - sign. On the side of which there was a small 4 digit LED display. “You need to enter the number of years you want to travel and press a + if you want to travel to the future and – if you want to travel to the past. You can travel a maximum of 9999 years forward or backward.”

“Doctor my nerves and muscles are filled with excitement. I could feel the adrenalin rushing in.”

“Few warnings”

“Warnings?”

“Whatever might be year to which you are travelling, don’t disturb the people. Don’t fight… Please be careful about this… Don’t kill anybody!!!”

“Oh! Me killing somebody has a probability of zero!”

“But the calculations are different in the fifth dimension. You are from a different century. You should not spoil the balance of people who have lived before you. And be careful with the women. They may look pretty. Your androgen may suddenly work over time. Be careful, don’t do the ‘you know what’? All my calculations would then become miscalculations.”

“Sir. My only wife is my profession. Don’t worry.”

“That’s my worry. Any way, don’t miss this control box.” Before I could realize that the TV-remote like thing was the control box, he continued. Always have it inside your pocket. To come back, press the back button in the remote. It’s very simple.”

I sat inside the machine which suddenly resembled a cage. DD closed the door. I could see him smiling through the window. He gave thumbs up. The window closed.

The seat was cozy. A constant ‘hmmm’ sound was heard inside the machine. I took the control box in my hand, thought for a while. I should clear my doubts regarding history using this wonderful opportunity. First let me see if it works fine. I pressed 9999 and then pressed the – sign 9 times.

I was feeling the josh of travelling in a roller coaster.

Years rolled back.

I was standing in a jungle in front of a nude man and woman. OMG! I have moved to the Stone Age I guess. A snake was moving towards the woman. To save the woman from the snake, I looked for a stick and tried to attack the snake. I forgot two things first was the lesson taught by mom, ‘The ironic thing about killing snakes is that most snake bites occur during the act of trying to kill the snake! If you see a snake just leave it alone! The next one was what the doctor said ‘Don’t kill anybody!!!’

The snake looked at me. It came near me and started to hiss… Then, Speak. Was I imagining things?

“Who are you?” the snake asked me.

“Goodness gracious me. Snakes only hiss. How are you able to speak?”

“You are a smart man”, the snake said. Receiving compliments from a snake was weird. The snake continued, “But who are you? And what did you try to do with the stick?”

The snake is questioning me? Hmmm. Oh how I missed it, this must be Adam, eve and the Satan.

“Are you Satan?” I asked the snake. Was that worry or shock I could not find from the little face of that snake. There was hardly a face.

“How did you find it? You must be God in disguise.” The snake has mistaken me for the God.

“I am not God Mr. Satan. But I can do some magic.” Saying so, I took the lighter from my pocket and lighted it. The snake was surprised by the fire and quite afraid too.

Suddenly I remembered that I should not rewrite History. I said to the Snake, “Its time for God to return. Inform Eve about the apple and make Adam to consume it. All the best," I said and pressed the back button.

I was feeling the josh of travelling in a roller coaster.

To my surprise I did not return to the machine.

Instead I was standing in front of a river. I could identify the place. The Tower of London was standing strong. It must be Thames. But where is the Tower Bridge? Before that question was completed, I realized I must be in an earlier century and the bridge would only be built in the future.

A man crossed me. I had seen him somewhere. Ya it is… “Excuse me. Sir! Sir! Please wait. Are you Mr. William Shakespeare? ”

“Yes. Do you know me?”

“Sir I am a fan of your works. I love ‘As you like it’:

    ‘All the world's a stage

    And all the men and women merely players;

    They have their exits and their entrances,

    And one man in his time plays many parts,

    His acts being seven ages.’

“As you like it? Thou shall not mistake me. I am not bound to please thee with my answer. I say there is no darkness but ignorance in you. For Ignorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.”

“Don’t you speak in normal English? This appears to be ancient English. It’s too bad. Takes time to comprehend.”

“Ancient English? It is neither good nor bad, but thinking makes it so. I have not written ‘As you like it’ is all that I mean.”

“Sir!!! You would be writing it in the future.”

“Future? You predict future? Are you a soothsayer?”

“I am no soothsayer. I am from the future. I am from the twenty first century. See this, it’s called a lighter.” saying so I took the lighter out from my pocket.

“A lie like a truth will come out one day” saying so Shakespeare lifted a lighter from his pocket. I was shocked. Being an archeologist I knew lighters dated back to the sixteenth century. If I could take it from him - it would be great, I thought.

I asked him, “Can we exchange the lighters?”

He said, “Neither a borrower nor a lender be”

“Come on Mr. William. Neither of us are lending or borrowing, it’s just an exchange.”

He reluctantly shook his head. I decided to take it by force. In the commotion the control box fell down. Shakespeare took the control box. In the split second I took the lighter from him. And before I could say anything he pressed few buttons in the control box. And while trying to snatch it from him I pressed the + button.

I was feeling the josh of travelling in a roller coaster.

The tower bridge was present and the area was crowded. I went near a kid, who looked as beautiful as any other kid would be, and asked her what the date was? The kid said, “April 28, 2010”. I started in 2060 and I am in 2010. Just 50 years back. I am almost there I thought. I pressed the back button in the control box, it didn’t work. I set 0050 in the control box and pressed the + button.

I was feeling the josh of travelling in a roller coaster.

I fainted.

Dear Reader,

Thanks for patiently reading my story. After that, I was lying in a hospital bed. When I gained my conscience I explained my story to the doctor. I asked what the date was. He said it was 21-June-2010. I could not find the control box or the lighters in my pocket, without them no one was ready to believe me. After a series of tests, the doctors concluded that I was affected by Paranoid schizophrenia. I cursed them and argued that I am normal. The doctors once again examined me and concluded that I am a rare case with rare delusions. And I was shut up inside a mental asylum. I don’t belong to this decade. I am 5 decades ahead of you. If you find that TV remote like control box with the LED display kindly provide it to the mental asylum and prove that I am from the future. I would be very thankful to you if you could save me. The address of this asylum is…

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………

As I was about to finish this, the door opened. “Hello SD! Oh! How did you get paper and pen and what are you writing?” The doctor snatched the letter from me. He read it, laughed at certain points. He said, “Hallucinations helps being a writer, you need not imagine, it naturally comes.”

This is not imagination, this is my real story’, I wanted to shout at the doctor. But then shouting will just result in an injection that would make me sleep. So I was quiet.

Hope somebody gets my story someday and saves me. Till then I would be waiting in this asylum.

The End


Click here to read my first short story - The Infinite Loop

Saturday, April 24, 2010

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Click the profile, it opens in new window as usual.

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If the person is invisible no message appears

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