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‘Can I tell you something,
Nisha?’ Sanjay asked over the phone.
Nisha’s heart
beat thundered; cyclones and hurricanes inside her ribs almost collapsed her
respiratory system. He was finally going to tell her what she was desperately
waiting to listen from him. ‘What’s it?’ she polished her tone with enough
drama that drilled fear into his heart and brain.
‘Actually I...’ he said. She was already
shivering, storms passed out of her nostrils and chemical reactions, that she
had only heard of in her books, happened inside her tummy. Tears filled her
eyes. She smiled wide enough; a millimetre extra would have torn her lips
apart.
‘I love you…’ he finally managed to tell her.
Silence
prevailed from her end for few seconds and the call got disconnected.
His heart almost
skipped a beat. He was sweating profusely. He thought she did not like it. He thought
he would meet her in person and apologize the next morning.
With the
trifling hum of the fan, cradling him to a deep slumber, he slowly drifted to
sleep. He checked for Nisha’s message as soon as he woke up. There was a text
message from an unknown number. The text was scrambled. He hardly understood
anything. Suddenly the word “s’ahsiN” caught
his eyesight. It read “Nisha’s” in reverse. He read the entire message which
was reversely ordered,
‘Your mobile waves entered into our World a few hours
back. You will remain connected to Nisha’s mobile. Thank you.’
He had no idea
what it meant. He dialled Nisha without any further delay but the call did not
get connected. His mobile
beeped and it was Nisha’s text- ‘I’m stuck in the Mirror-World (MW). I can’t
talk or hear. We are all just images here.’
‘What’s happening? I don’t understand the text message.’ He sent a reply.
‘When you had expressed your love I felt like
looking at how I blushed. I looked into the mirror and I didn’t know what
happened after that. Now, I am inside the mirror world. Everything is so
different here. I was taken to the ‘truoC’
(Court). It seems this is the first time; someone was pulled inside when they
were on phone. That’s why we are able to connect to each other even now.’ She
messaged.
‘Which world are
you talking about? Where is this world?’
‘I have no idea.
Everything in this world is a reflected image of the real world. But everything
is two-dimensional, including humans. We have law courts, shops, malls and even
schools here where to my surprise, the ABCD is also written laterally
inversed!!!. People are really living here. I was first shocked but now I am
truly amazed.’ Her message now confused him more and he was unsure if she was
excited or frightened.
With tears
brimming in his eyes, he replied back, ‘Tell me dear, how to bring you back
here?’
‘It’s not easy
Sanjay. Time is elongated here. A minute in the real world makes a day in
Mirror-World. I have been here for days together. I am 2.5 years elder to you
now. People speak ‘Reflective’ here.
I am named ahsiN. We also have a government. The ruling party is the mirror images
of the real world people, called the ‘stcelfeR’
(Reflects), while people who were pulled in like me, called the (senaM) Manes,
forms the opposition party. This Mirror-World spans across Tumos, our city.
They are trying to swallow our entire city.’ She replied.
‘But why should
they pull in people?’ he was concerned.
‘The Reflects wanted their Mirror world’s
somuT (Tumos) to be unique. Since they lose their identity if we all survive,
they are trying to suck in manes and vanish our real world’s Tumos. They are
cunning.’ She sent a message out of rage.
‘I’m looking
into a mirror but I’m not pulled. How do I come there?’ he asked desperately.
She had replied,
‘If someone looks at their reflection in any mirror under the moon light they
will be sucked to this Mirror World. I overheard people when I was in the truoC (court) that today is the last day
of their powers to pull in real world people. You please don’t come here. You
should save Tumos.’
‘How do I stop
them?’
There was no
message for a long time.
‘Nisha?’
‘Nisha?’ he kept messaging but none got delivered.
His mobile
beeped after 15 minutes. ‘langis hguone ton si erehT’, it was from the same
unknown number. He did not understand anything. Suddenly he realized that
everything was mirrored there. He found out what it meant -‘There is not enough
network.’ He tried over and over again but couldn’t reach her mobile. An hour
passed. 60 days in the MW had passed. An idea stuck him in an instance and so
he quickly got into his bike sweeping the road as fast as he could, reached the
nearest cell phone tower. He took out his pocket mirror and reflected the image
of the tower in it. He then tried messaging.
His mobile
beeped and it was her. ‘Listen, we don’t have enough time. Day by day it’s
getting worse for Manes here. We are treated like slaves. You need to save us
all; save our city. Please help us.’ She cried.
‘Tell me, what
am I supposed to do now?.’
He read her
instruction carefully. ‘Don’t see your mirror reflection under the moon light else you will also end
up here. If you break all the mirrors in our city before the sun rises
tomorrow, the Mirror-World will get destroyed and we will escape into the real
world from here. We saw in one of the television’s
reflection that thousands of people have gone missing already. Also you can’t
tell about Mirror-World to anyone as they’ll come to know that it’s me who gave you this
information, as I am the only one who is connected to the real world. They will
tear my head. ‘
‘Okay in that
case, why did they allow you to stay connected?’ he was puzzled.
‘It’s against
their law to prevent people from using the objects they came in with. We don’t
have time for this. Break all the mirrors. You can do this. You have a lot of
time.’
‘Not much time
I’ve in the real world. What if I am not able to break all the mirrors?’
‘All those who
are pulled into MW before sunrise, tomorrow, will get locked in here, forever.’
‘I will try my
best Nisha. If I am not able to do it I will come inside your world. I am
breaking the mirror that reflects the signal for you. So either we meet here or
there. Love you.’ He sent that message and thrashed the pocket-mirror that
reflected the tower.
***
For the next few hours, he was into
mirror busting spree. He spread rumours that a popular mirror making company
has announced a contest that they will replace all the broken mirrors with
their company’s decorative mirror. Their agents will hop in any time and if all
the mirrors in a house are broken they will also be awarded 5 thousand. This
rumour was spread like a forest fire until evening, but as the sun was setting
in and the day slowly drifted towards the dusk, the rumour actually backfired.
There was a complete power shutdown in the city that evening. People gazed into
the mirror one last time before they
shattered it into pieces. Many got pulled in but many such mirrors were broken.
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The kid smiled
with joy as it appeared to be a magic for him. To his bewilderment, Sanjay
vanished all of a sudden. He held the mirror with both hands and lifted it with
great force behind his head. He brought the mirror forward to throw it away and
break it. When it was right on top of his head, he lifted his head up and got absorbed. The
mirror swirled around fell on the bed without experiencing the slightest of the
damage.
The sun rose, the next morning. The city, Tumos, was
vanished into the Mirror World forever.
I think the framework of the story is nice,and you have done a good job.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot :)
DeleteA very gripping tale indeed. The excitement builds and I liked how you did not go for a typical happy ending. Amazing work.
ReplyDeleteAll the best!
Anjali
Team Pune Blogin
Thanks a lot :)
DeleteWell Written Tale. All the Best.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot :)
DeleteGud fantasy Story :)
ReplyDeleteLike the way u carried the thrill in the story :)
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ReplyDeleteThis is a good read and I really liked how the mirror fell down undamaged. This could get turned into a movie. ATB
Thanks a lot :) Movie? lol... :)
DeleteSo the Kid grows and brings the city back to life?? :D just kidding.. I wish the story continued...
ReplyDeleteNo the kid also was sucked inside the mirror and that is why the city was lost inside it forever :)
Deletethat was a well thought fictitious fantasy ..... i was reading without blinking my eye there....but all of a sudden the story ended.I wish it prolonged and ended with a fictitious twist ...after all its fantasy and fiction right ...maybe you will write a sequel soon :)
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot :) Sequel? The Indian Bloggers league made me write this :) If they announce a contest where we need to write sequels for this post i ll surely write ;) :)
DeleteHi there...good one...
ReplyDeletesaw the shortfilm 'Bimbam', felt like i read the same story somewhere and then i remembered it was urs from TCS @nline.
rock on!!
Thanks a lot @rene :)
DeleteAmazing story indeed
ReplyDeleteya, nice one
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