Few days back I saw a series named ‘Fringe’ in which there was a scene where the criminals who were basically into robbery crossed a wall via manipulating the atoms of the wall.
Apparently they installed a machine which changed the frequency of oscillation of the atoms of the wall and made the robbers pass as the structure of the wall changed to semi solid and after sometime it was back to normal.
We know the concept of sublimation, where a substance transform directly to the gaseous state from solid and missing the liquid part. But is it possible to make the object have its status back to normal?
Our mind is a connection of neurons with infinite possibilities!! I am sure there might be some crazy scientist who would be doing such experiments.
Is it possible for humans to get so much advanced that we could have the ability to transform any material to any state and pass through??
Can this be used as spying technology in future years after 500-600years??
This will be a great things to save time as we will not require to open refrigerator door which might save 2-4 seconds of our life.
Is there a possibility that this type of technology has already been developed and used by the intilligence agencies?
Will James Bond will be able to cross through opaque solid objects at one go??? Is it possible that the things we call ghosts are the people passing from one dimension to another??
Will it be possible to change our DNA so that instead of changing the molecular structure of the object we could have so much power to do it ourselves??
‘SHE’ woke up early in the morning and went to the balcony to get some fresh air. Opened the door and stepped out to see her neighbour being eaten by an ant army of each ant of the size of a car. They were Red ants. More ferocious and mighty.
The scenario freaked ‘SHE’ out. She ran inside her house but there were already more armies which were constructing the ant hill. ‘SHE’ tried to escape again using the window but the army Major tells the soldiers to catch her and throw her inside the ant hill being constructed. This would be the first sacrifice for the colony inside the house.
Every ant hill requires a sacrifice. Larger the sacrifice i.e, more intelligent the species being sacrificed more durable and stronger the hill will become and the next generation of ants will become more smarter. One soldiers pick her up a throws ‘SHE’ inside the ant hill.
‘Nooooooooo……’SHE’ shouts please don’t’ when she was thrown inside the ant hill. But instead of falling down she felt that she was going up in a very high speed. And she stops.
She realises that it wasn’t the interior of the Ant hill but a Spider web in a jungle like area surrounded with trees. And the army of huge Red ants were approaching towards her. And then a group of Tarantulas appears same size as of the ants. Large and scary. The fight begins for the sacrifice of ‘ SHE’.
The web was destroyed by the ants and the fight continued. ‘SHE’ falls on a fluffy cute greenish yellow caterpillar named ‘HOPE’ who promises to take her to the safe zone. She holds ‘HOPE’ tightly and he tells ‘SHE’ don’t worry I will save you.
After few moments the Tarantulas after defeating the Red ants realized that ‘SHE’ was gone. And they spread at all the directions to find her.
‘SHE’ and ‘HOPE’ realized that the Spiders were closer. ‘HOPE’ told ‘SHE’ to hold on and eventually he changed into a beautiful giant butterfly. See I told you to Hold on and you will be safe.
‘HOPE’ flew with his mighty strong wings and took ‘SHE’ to a safer place. And told “I will be always there for you whenever there is a difficulty”
‘SHE’ wakes up again in reality and goes to the balcony and sees a butterfly just like ‘HOPE’.
Fill your life with colours like of a rainbow…… Like in a dark room there’s always a window …… After it rains there is always a rainbow….. No matter how tough the life gets, always remember happiness will proceed with colours like of a rainbow. Play with those colours like it might be a temporaryphase…. Take every colour to construct your life Violet for a vibrant life…Indigo to give wings to your imaginations….. Blue to Build the best in you….yellow to make yourself optimistic in life…. Red for the Relationships you deserve. If you are sad, fill yourselves with colours of a rainbow….. because after every tear there will be rainbow just like it is after every rain. Open the window to see the rain stop… Open the window to see the rainbow that God has sent for you.
Conversation between two team members sitting besides each other. Let’s name them P1 and S1
P1 to S1: Idhar sun….tujhe ek important baat batani hai……..(in Hindi)
Hey!! Listen I need to tell you an important thing
S1 to P1: Ha suna kya hua!
I.e, Yes tell me what you want me to tell
P1 to S1: Kabhi kisi ko sacche Dil se baddua do toh lag jati hai…..kya Kabhi tune sache Dil se baddua di hai….bata na bata na…(in Hindi)
Which translates to “If you curse someone with all your heart it works…..Have you cursed someone from the core of your Heart??…. Tell me man….Tell me…
S1 thinking inside her head ” Baddua to di hai 2-3 ghatiya logo ko” but to P1 she tells “Kya bakwas Kare ja Raha hai….Kya hua bata?” I.e, ” I have cursed 2-3 rubbish people” but she tells him ” What bullshit you are speaking….Tell me what happened?”.
P1 to S1: “Insan chahe Kitna bhi bada ho Jaye , Kitna bhi successful ho Jaye ,jitna bhi kamai karle….agar uski fitrat and harkate giri hue and ****** hai to wo wahi rehta hai…
Which translates like that “No matter how greater or successful a person gets in his/her life,no matter how much bigger he becomes in terms of money and wealth…..if the mentality and behaviour of a person is sick and downtrodden then it will be always be like a heap of Garbage and low grade… “
S1 to P1: “Baat to bilkul Sahi Kar Raha hai, but batayega bhi ke kya hua kya?”
Which goes like “You are absolutely talking sense but what just happened would you bother to tell?”
P1 to S1: “Abe wo Ch*tiya Z5 us new lambi ladki pe line marne Ka socha raha tha. Marne k din a Gaye Uske but harqate to dekho. Usne K19 se sare details nikale. K19 ne mujhe bataya budhau k harqato ke bare me. “
Translated as “That @s***#*e Z5 was planning to hit on that new tall girl. In few years he will be in his deathbed but look at his Didos. He took all the details from K19 . And K19 told me regarding that.”
S1 to P1: “Ha Yaar usko to koi bhi Pasand Nahi karta. Sabko neecha dikhate rehta hai dhul Jaise wohi pura duniya Chala Raha ho!!
Translater again here we go “Yes Dude, nobody likes him. He treats everyone like PM2.5 (particulate matter 2.5) pollutant. As if he is ruining the entire country!!
P1 to S1: “Usne ‘P8’ ko bahut jada pareshan Kiya mentally and baat baat pargaliya bhi sunai. Bechare se Der Der tak Kam karwaya. ‘N95’ ne usse thoda argument kya Kiya uske pure Saal Ka Kam Pani me fer Diya ‘Z5’ ne.
Translater as usual: “He harassed ‘P8’ mentally a lot. And said him things and scolded him again and again for little things. He made him work very late. ‘N95’ slightly argued with ‘Z5’ then Z5 ruined his entire year’s hardwork in just a sec.
P1 to S1: “Parso ‘P8’ drunk hoke bahut roya and ‘Z5’ ko galiya sunaye Ka Raha tha. Sale Ka accident ho Jaye keh Raha tha and pata to hoga he tujhe k aj Z5 ke upar madhumakkhio ne hamla Kar Diya aur wo do din office Nahi ayega.”
Again translated as “Day before Yesterday ‘P8’ got drunk and cursing ‘Z5’ a lot. Hope he undergoes any accident ‘SOB’ said ‘P8’. And you must be knowing that today ‘Z5’ was attacked by a swarm of Honey Bees and he won’t be coming for the next two days.”
Finally both of them laughing out loud. S1 said P1 , “ye to kafi Accha hua, ghatiya logo ke sath aisa he hona chaiye. Usse bhi bura“. Meaning “That’s very interesting l. I like it. People like that deserve worse”.
NOTE: This is completely a work of fiction. Meaning no one dead or alive is related to this conversation at any case. All this conversation happened in a Parallel Universe.
Hi!! My name is “Gamma”. We are three brothers named “Alpha”, “Beta” and “Gamma”. We were free willed and happy during our childhood days in Africa.
It is often said that happiness does not last long. Our parents died , basically killed by the militants in Mozambique.
We had to run away to save our lives. Finally we joined a refugee camp in nearby area which had protection from the millitans. It was surrounded by Army. They gave us food to eat and there were many like us who hadn’t eaten. We made friends with them with good bonding. We shared our old memories all night about escaping the horrible situation.
One fine day we were adopted by a rich man from Kenya whose wife recently died out of illness. He seemed like a nice man.
We were officially his Sons and he became our father without any blood relation. We were always told that blood relation is the strongest relation. But the friends we made who were like our brothers and would stand up for us any given day. The father who adopted us without worrying that we had no genetic relation with him.
Our life in Kenya was very peaceful. He took care good care of us with good education,food , clothing and a house to live.
When we were at out teenage our father would teach each of us a life lesson which he said he learnt from a great man abroad.
For “Alpha” it was “Do not see anything bad!!”.
For “Beta” it was “Do not listen anything bad!!”
And finally for me “It was don’t say anything bad!!”. We obeyed all his teachings without questioning him as he was the very same person who saved us and gave us everything a child would desire and also lead us to a successful future.
Few years passed by and it was time for us to apply his teachings in real life. One day I saw a person beaten by a mob for some reason. As I was thought don’t say anything wrong I wasn’t able to identify which side should be taken by me. I mean the person who was beaten badly could have committed some crime or the people hitting him badly were the wrong ones?? So I kept quiet and left that place without taking any side.
The very same day “Alpha” went to buy some groceries. He sees a person trafficking young girls and boys for slavery. It’s a bad thing right?? Alpha walks away pretending he did not saw anything.
Lastly it was Beta’s turn. A shopkeeper shouting at his domestic help for being five minutes late. Calling him obsence names and everything to break him down. So this too is a bad thing?? So Beta escapes from there as fast as possible.
That night there was an awkward silence between all of us. We shared all our thoughts that we did not stand up for the right just because of our fake ideals.
Next day we discussed with our father our observations. He said ” It was my duty to teach you all something valuable. But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t take your consciousness into consideration. Different situations require different actions. I am happy that you all have learnt the lesson by yourselves!!”
Heart sized of a peanut, three fingers at each hands just like a miniature Barbie doll. My first glance was enough for her to fall in love with me when she saw me online.
“Hi! My Name is Motu and I am a dark Brown Syrian Hamster”. Wonder why I am called that….I have never been to Syria. But it seems like a nice place with trees, tunnels and food.
My owner “Ajil” had me transferred to his friend in a small box with windows living nearby her place. After sometime she came and took me.
Leaving my old friends was difficult for me. As I have never seen the outside world. This was the first time I had seen what the world looks from outside. Seeing giants shouting “peep peep” at each other, the first thing came to my mind was ” Ham- shit” this sucks man. I just wanted to go home.
Once I was taken by her, she tried to keep me inside a cage with a couple . An albino lady with red eyes and her blonde husband. Man he got agitated by seeing me, we had a though fight not nothing. Why would I hit on his wifey who looked furious and angry as hell always in attacking mode that too with Red eyes.
As I was fluffier and cuter than the other two she and her friends named me “Motu” meaning “fluffy or fat”. Next day I was shifted to another cage. Thank goodness 🙏 no more fights. Her other friends Purvi, Prathama and Reema loved me a lot. Especially Reema kept on holding me.
You see I am a pure vegan. So I do have a lot of attitude 😂. My day starts with carrots then corriander leaves and ends with broccoli. See it’s “Not slimy but satisfying” against the rule of Timon – the Meerkat.
One day the lady in white was about to have babies so her husband “Golu” was transferred kept with me. Her kids didn’t make it. Felt sorry for her. After few days he was was shifted again with her.
One day I got a huge gift. It was a new house bigger than the previous one with slides and a bigger wheel. I was the king , it had everything big like me.
Few months passed by and I got old. Maybe my day was near to go somewhere dark a place more darker than the tunnels our ancestors made to same us from predators. Next morning I was still and not moving at all , I heard my human friend say to her other friend “I don’t see him moving, he seems to breathe but is isn’t moving… That’s unlikely of him!!”. The other friend says we shall take him to a vetenary doctor. After some time we visit her friend place. They felt sad too looking at me.
After a while I was taken to the vet. He said “a hamster”. He gave me something to drink, I wasn’t in the condition to drink. Then he inserted a sword inside me. Lastly a shock….he gave me like in movies. I jumped at once at moved actively. Finally “A Ray of Hope” at everyone’s eye I could see. The doctor fella said I will be fine. Take him after sometime, I will take care of him.
My Friend came after sometime to take me with her. I was playing well. And others were happy too.
I had a good one week with her and others. I remember hiding all my food inside the sofa and under the fridge and the work they had to do keep it back inside.
This time after a week I left for good. I had my last heartbeat. My soul was out of my old , cute and fluffy body. I was still at home and I could see others getting sad.
I was burried in a garden with flowers specifically dandelions with the HOPE of getting a better afterlife.
Whenever I enter Archie’s gallery or any gift shop the first thing that comes to my mind is that I want all of it. Although my salary stops me from doing that…..to be frank why would some buy a miniature diary which just looks like a diary but cannot be used costing a lot just because of the brand name.
It all started when I was almost 6 years old, my sister who was 16 then regularly bought decorative stuffs from shops and arranged it beautifully. I always wanted to play with these things although I knew these were not toys.
I was fascinated by the beauty of those showpieces. So slowly the show piece collection increased with time.
After that I started collecting these beauties for myself. My friends also gifted me showpieces during my birthdays.
Some of my collections are are more than 20 years old in good condition. I always aspire to make my house full to decoratives.