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Little she knew about what her day has got in hold for her, when she woke up out of her bed. Like any other day, She finished her morning chores and got herself ready slowly as if she had all the time on earth. Then she started her routine ways of killing time. After surfing through the Web for a while, she rang up to a contact.
She:is that nation's pride magazine office?
Voice from other end said yes and introduced itself as Neha.
Note: Neha is a humanoid robot.
She:Neha, I am a freelance writer and I would need an appointment with your director to discuss about publishing my story in your magazine.
Neha: can you please tell me your name and details for the record.
She literally read out her resume from her memory for Neha to note down.
Neha: Our director is on his vacation till weekend. Hold on, let me recheck... Beep... (soothing violin music)....
Mam, our director has agreed to meet you at his guest house at 1.30 PM today. Now the time is 11.55 AM. Our driver will pick you up at 12.15 PM from your location and drop you at the guest house on time.
She felt these gesture from Neha suspicious but she dint question because she was desperate to find audience for her work and this is the best platform she can get.

Driver picked and dropped her on time as Neha said. She had dressed herself little messy to showcase that she was not desperate but her body behaved against her will.

She walked into the guesthouse which was sea facing. The hall was pretty big and was completely decorated with things most of which looked unearthly. As she walked to the centre of the hall, she heard a mild sound of motor and to her surprise, a couch came into being from thin air. As she watched it without a wink, she heard the sound of heals. She turned back to face another surprise in offer. She saw a lady walking towards her who looked exactly like her. She started doubting her mirror for a moment. The lady came near and introduced herself as Neha.
She: you were the one whom I spoke with over the phone this morning right?
Neha: In a way, yes.
She: how come you look exactly like me. I'm not able to believe myself. In a minute, I've already started doubting my parents, relatives to end it with doubting my mirror.
Neha: Surprise is mutual, Mam. By the way, hope your journey was safe and pleasant. Our director will be here in sometime, meanwhile would you like to freshen up or have something to drink?
She: No, thanks. That's sweet of you.
Neha: Our director is on his way. He should reach dining hall any moment. I will help you get seated there.
Neha's expressionless face created lot of questions in her mind which she tried pushing aside for later. During her battle inside, she heard a mild sound of machine. She came back to reality to see a tall, well built, wheatish white gentleman riding over a plate like machine using his finger gesture and coming towards the dining table where she was waiting.

He introduced himself as Rob aka Robert Wilson.
She introduced herself as Maya aka Mayavathi madusudhanan.
Both shook hands. Maya was looking at him without sensing that its been more than a minute they were shaking hands. He waited for her to come back to earth, which never happened. So he said.. 'Hellooo...'
She shook her head and said sorry sheepishly.
While they were trying to sit down, they heard a deafening noise.
Rob was quick on his feet. He composed himself whil the whole house was disintegrating, taking new shapes every split second.
Maya saw that what was Neha, a twin of herself started to deform into a metal liquid. She turned to Rob, while fighting for words to ask him what was happening.
Rob realised it, quickly removed his watch, tied to her hand and before she questioned him, he kissed her with atmost passion. The kiss was an enriched form of love which was preserved for over 1000 years. She couldn't wriggle herself out of the moment as she was enjoying a never before feeling which she could never define completely no where even in her future.
He abruptly stopped kissing as if he sensed something abnormal, held her wrist and pressed the button on the watch while saying 'Good Bye'....
She suddenly felt herself flying in jet speed straight into the sky. She was helplessly mute as her voice went somewhere inside her to hide.

Suddenly she felt the world was whirling fast and the speed kept increasing and suddenly she lost herself midway.
When she came back to senses, she was sitting in the coffee shop, all alone. She was trying to understand the situation. The time was 4PM. The waiter was looking at her from other side of the shop but looked like he dint want to disturb her. She turned involuntarily as the door opened and it was Sravanth walking towards her.
Sravanth and Maya were childhood friends who shared lot of common interests. One such was their love to science fiction stories.
As she was collecting herself back he came and said Hello.....


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launchora_imgShraddha Gupta
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Look forward to more :)
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4 years ago
Super manish.. waiting for ur stories..
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4 years ago
Hey Manish! good one.. way to go!
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