Part - 2
Rojo-Mojo are my two pets who are exactly like me: calm, relaxed and boring. I found them near my college four years ago. I like them a lot. Many of you would be thinking it's hard to relate with turtles as one relates with dogs. However, that's not the case with me. My turtles are my friends: Rojo, the fast one and Mojo, the calm one. We often have a small race and sometimes Mojo doesn't even move. However, they both like swimming a lot and are mostly in water. Rojo is used to crawling on my head. I met them last two years ago, before leaving for Hyderabad. And I haven't gotten time to see them after my return.
So when we finally met, we played a lot. It was fun meeting them after so many years. They crawled on my arms, played a little hide & seek and then I fed them. Afterwards, I let them sleep at the upper shelf of my bed. Tomorrow I'm going to wash their tank.
I was washing the tank when Papa told me he is going to buy a property in Banaras and he wants me to go there and check if things are fine or not which includes background search of seller and checking if the property is disputed or not. So tomorrow I am leaving for Banaras. Though I like traveling a lot, I'm worried about the secret. Do you remember that book which I slept with? I was reading that book.
So here's a fun fact. I took the advantage and placed a condition of travelling with my bike.
I am on the high way. My speedometer is fluctuating between 90-100kmph. There is a bag on my back and Rojo-Mojo in a tank which is tied to my chest with a harness. I think they are also enjoying the ride. After a while, we stopped at a dhaba where I had "chhole bhature" and they had their usual snack: "fish food". I was enjoying the ride initially but it got tiresome after a while and I found myself wondering what if I had powers which will open a portal and I can jump directly to Banaras entrance "Banaras tourism welcome you". It has been threee hours since I left Kanpur and three more to go before I reach Varanasi.
I was lost in my thoughts when suddenly I saw a big giant gate made of bricks and cement. As soon as I read what was written on it Ghhhhhrrrrrrrr… the bike stopped. I was so shocked after reading the welcome board that I applied the breaks immediately.
I totally forgot to mention that I have brought that secret bag with me. It was on my back all the time. I started feeling a little headache and felt my blood pressure going up for a moment. Rojo-Mojo also seemed a little tensed. Somehow I digested the fact that I'm at the entrance of Banaras, "Banaras Tourism Welcome YOU". I don't know how to react. I was 3 hours away from the city and now I am standing at its entrance all of a sudden. It felt like time travel or something like travelling between multi-dimensional portals. Well, I stopped at a cigarette shop, lit a Marlboro Advance, took a few drags and started analyzing the scenario. I remember thinking something like this, portals, travelling between space, reaching Banaras in a moment. But it's hard to believe that it actually happened.
After smoking two cigarettes and thinking very hard, I decided to book a hotel room. Since I've reached earlier, I have enough time to rest and plan the further strategies. One thing is clear though. I cannot imagine anything randomly until I find out why this happened and how did I get involve in this tremendous act of nature or universe or whatever it was.
I booked a room near the site for three days. It's still half an hour ride to the hotel. Travelling between the multi- dimensional portals is not a myth. It's actually scientifically possible but it requires black holes which create a portal between space and time through which a person can travel vary fast. It's like folding a piece of paper. Assume point A on one side and point B on the other side of the paper. The distance between these two points is the length of the paper so when we fold the paper in half, the points A and B come together in 3D as well as 2D plane, which results in zero distance between the two points. At least, this is what science has found out till date or you can say I have found out about the multi-dimensional portals.
We are here finally. The hotel is quite decent. The staff is okay, neither very rude, nor polite. It's a fine place to stay for two-three days. The first thing I did after entering my room is ordering the food. I was really famished. Well I yet had one more item in my to-do list: taking a bath. I may have been teleported to Banaras but still I rode my bike for almost four hours. So taking a bath is important. Right after stepping out from the bathroom, I found that my food had arrived. The obvious course of action was to have my meals and hit the bed.
The sea waves are colliding, creating a beautiful music, the wind is blowing and someone starts singing "HABATAITARA MODORANAI TO ITTE MEZASHITA NO WA AOI AOI ANO SORA". Ahh!!!! It's my phone ringing. I picked up the call and answered in a very low voice," Hello, who is this?". The other person replied " Hi , I'm Altaf, your property dealer."We're supposed to meet tomorrow, so he wanted to check if I am coming or not.
I haven't told you guys about the secret of the bag, right? Or maybe I did. That day when I came back to my cab after eating food from that creepy dhaba, I found my bag heavier. There was a book in it which looked familiar to me.though I had never seen it before, it made me feel like home. And then after meeting Mr. Rinaku Shambhu I started reading the book. He told me that the book is written in Sanskrit and can only be read on the mirror. Everything in this book is an enantiomorphism including the front cover of the book. It is believed that the book was written by a thief. When Almighty, the One, creator of the universe or you can say God was writing this book, a thief copied the reflection of book from the upper intrados. This book contains all the knowledge of the universe from atomic to vast scale and on the last page, there's a 3D image of a unique prism which looks so real as if it was not drawn but placed at the last page.
Well, till now I used a mirror for reading but then an idea occurred to me. I took my phone out, clicked some images and planned to mirror them in editing. However, when I checked the photographs, all that I could see was a blank page having not the least resemblance with the book. And since then I am feeling a little terrified. I have this weird feeling that the book is ghostly.
Well, since I can't presnt it to you through a photograph let me elaborate the basic structure of the book. First of all, it's heavy, much heavier than its looks. It has a thick metal calligraphic cover with stones at the bottom of the front page. When you open it, it smells like a flower when read in a sequential manner. On skipping any page, it starts release an unbearable, foul smell and you have to either turn back to the previous page or close it altogether. Most of the pages are cream coloured with some being dark red, green and blue. Also, the page look like a rough wood sheet but are silky textured when touched. It has a fixed temperature of around 30-35˚C. You cannot burn or freeze this book. But you can easily tear its pages down which will eventually heal themselves as soon as the book is closed.
This was some kind of advance science of storing information but for now its felt like sorcery or magic.