TimeA Story by MayankOne of the short story that I wrote when I had nothing better to do...The sidewalks were
covered with snow, few hungry stray dogs were wagging tail outside local
restaurant, expecting some meat and bones. There was a huge flag waving above
the tower, it was the tallest tower in the vicinity. Few men dressed heavily in
formals were smoking cigarettes outside bar, if you take an aerial view, all
cars will look alike because of the thin sheet of snow that has covered the
whole city. The clock on the towers were considered very much accurate. Clocks
were everywhere, in every government building and they were gigantic. You can
see the time from miles away. Designed for doom, we were all chosen to be the
destroyer. People kept changing the time on their devices as per the clock. If
you are lonely and have no work, which is pretty much impossible in this
country you can observe the reaction on the faces when people adjust the time
on their devices. We lived in constant bewilderment of the future that never
ticked. Time inequity. They murdered the man who wrote about this in his journal.
Denying is crime.
You won’t see anyone who is disagreeing with the government. Denial can break
your bones, your early morning bath may leave you scathing on a floor or an
asylum to cure your thoughts. There were warning boards everywhere, which read
“Open discussion is not permitted”. You see men smoking and drinking, but there
is eeriness in the air. You can hear the clattering of plates from the kitchen,
if you listen hard you can hear the thump every time someone finishes their
glass of ‘treated’ alcohol and then slowly bangs. You are not supposed to argue
or create a public nuisance if you didn’t like your drink or food. Pay and
leave. You have right to complain if the restaurant/café is private. They caught a man
other who was reading 1984 by George Orwell. The book was banned here, in a
newspaper the article was printed ‘A MAN WITH THE BOOK FROM FUTURE’, we all
laughed hard in our head. We have never heard of this author. Some of us were
English major. We knew every book written is scrutinized well, a record is
maintained, which includes original manuscript. How do I know this? I am
working in a department that analyze books. When I went through my record, I
was surprised to see the book in our record. But, the book was banned. Indeed,
I was shocked to see the publishing date. I gulped down the remaining tea in my
cup, lit another cigarette and sat in awe. How did The Party find out about
this? How do they know about the future books? How did they keep an eye on this
vagrant? There must be manuscript available in our archives if we have
publishing code. I have full access. Only if I could manage enough time to find
& read this book.
How can I find
out a book in the archive which is not yet publish in our country? What kind of
future is this? I saw the time, lunch in ten minutes. It was 13:30. Lunch will
be finished by 13:00. The moment Harvey
started walking towards the mess, the clock was adjusted and it was 13:50
again. In a spur of the moment he said “F**k Thought Process”, the word “F**K”
has never been heard or used before. The authority was alerted, an eye started
following Harvey.
© 2016 MayankReviews
|
Stats
772 Views
14 Reviews Added on February 25, 2016 Last Updated on February 25, 2016 AuthorMayankBombay, IndiaAboutOf pen, paper and absurd thoughts. I love whisky, reading and pets. You can find me headbanging to Heavy Metal when I am alone in my room. more..Writing
|