CRYONIUM

Chapter 7: Part 2:

PART 2:

The Pariahs just wandered anywhere they wanted inside the circle of city and outside the esteemed office of Junta. Although, the pariahs are constantly monitored, they are not taken very seriously. Kentakov (a middle aged man of unknown ethnicity) is one of the demented man who roamed the entire city with will. The demented Kentakov kept on talking to himself continually and hence no one has much bothered about his words. Yet, no one know that he has deadly secret which he is hiding in heart and trying to express it to the outer world. Kentakov, very much earlier, was one of the associate of Esq. Mayden (in his very much younger days) and did odd jobs and task given by young Mayden and his brother Jayden. Much later, when Esq. Mayden assimilated the power, mysteriously Kentakov was sent to Squander on the confidential instruction given by Esq. Mayden. For some time, he was monitored very intently. Nonetheless, as years passed by, he was left free to roam and die in the wastes of Squander City. Kentakov although showed the high-full demented version outside, he did had a concealed inner self mind that very few knew. The secrets were about the so called advanced gaffer Esq. Mayden’s personal life!

Only the deep inner mind of Kentakov still did understood the very fact that Esq. Mayden has betrayed him completely after using him like a candle of earlier earth. While he was within the circle of young Mayden and Jayden, Kentakov had a small family as well and he did loved them and cared them a lot. But soon things changed and his very small family was scarified to Mayden and Jayden’s clandestine experiments. On knowing the truth, Kentakov was raged and charged against Mayden. However, he was cleverly stated as a dementor and sent to Squander for retribution. Now presently, the old demented man was on the verge of certain death, yet in his very heart, he knew that he will get a chance to retribute Esq. Mayden and that very aspiration had left him alive in spite of many diseases that circulated in his old body. Being demented outside, Kentakov just kept his hope internally and was longing for an opportunity. He was savvy of the whereabouts of Gaffer‘s wife, son and daughter, which no one else knew. Save Esq. Himself.

 “I shall have him. Somehow, somewhere and sometime.” Kentakov murmured eating a ruined apple core and brushing his long grey beard.

Little did he knew that the opportunity was going to come to him. SOON.

***

Floyd finished uploading his new digital non fiction opus at exactly eight AM in the morning. The title of the opus was ‘Is Human Brain the Master of all organs? ’ He had spent long days and hours in conducting many researches on it. In fact, he had worked all night yesterday without any sleep at all. Further, he had written it very skillfully providing practical examples of advanced world and importantly, using some old theories of earlier Gaffer Esq. Jagson as well. He knew that, this opus was just going to be sensational all through the Gorbs. In fact, some of his well wishers who knew about his article, had said that his work is going to be a exact contradictory of Esq. Mayden’s new master plan of inducing ‘Brainset’ project. Hence, they all predicted that his volume might just become one of the most digitally read article. Without worrying about the aftermath, Floyd slept for long hours as he was very much in need of it. He slept peacefully for ten long hours. Then at six PM in the evening, he was woken up by a personalized call on his I2P2. Floyd rubbed his sleepy eyes and answered the call without even looking at the caller.

 “Esteemed Junta is cruising all through the inter-web of common populace.” said a sweet female voice. It was none other than Blenda. Floyd at once sat up with a new adrenaline rush of gore.

 “Err, is it? I haven’t checked the response yet as I slept until now just after publishing it.” Floyd said trying to avoid an awkward yawn.

 “That explains your lazy tone. And I think now it is time for some celebration.” Blenda trickily used the opportunity and invited him rather indirectly.

  “You think so? I am hungry as well, it might be good time to have a refreshing healthy drink and food.” Floyd fell directly to the trap of Blenda.

  “Good. Let’s catch up at ‘Ingest Motele’ in another hours time.” Blenda declared with a mischievous smile on her face.

An hour later, both were comfortably sitting in the private lounge of Ingest Motele. Knowing they were safe to talk privately, both were relaxed.

 “I did go through the opus, it is just sublime, although I may have one or two queries.” Blenda said drinking her favorite health drink which had a tendency of bringing rosy color on the drinker’s lip. Floyd didn’t miss the opportunity and kept looking at the rosy lips for as long as he could.

“I have second thoughts now. The Author seems have no master on his own mind.” Blenda giggled and teased him.

Floyd recovered soon with a warm smile and replied, “naturally, the author is an human for that matter.”

“You might have noticed the comments, many say that you have a big fight with Mayden coming soon as you have clearly uplifted Esq. Jagon’s old theory on human emotions.” Blenda was back to the reality and alerted the Junta of Astral.

“Yes I just had a glance. It was to happen anyway. But then, whatever I have written is based on real facts and experiments. I am sure that the previous Gaffer will agree with me.” Floyd said munching a spiced snippet of carrot.

“But you may have to answer many of new Gaffer‘s questions and come clean. If you fail, he might just rule you out of Juntaship.” Blenda warned again with a farseeing eye.

“Let’s cross the bridge when it comes.” Floyd smiled sweetly and carefully placed his palm on Blenda’s palm. Their two eyes at once connected again.

***

The next batch of resurrection contained many young boys and girls. Soon, they were escorted to the R-Stead A since it could in-house few more primitives. Among them one was Leon, a young and handsome boy of ancient Greece. Leon quickly grabbed all the attention since he was well mannered and had a soft voice with good looks. He learnt all about the advanced world and its known ways swiftly. He was too amazed to see himself alive and with people of his own era. He began to chit chat and used a lot of humor to make quick friendship with all. All except one, Mannar.

Mannar, for some reasons of her own, thought Leon was acting smart purposefully. Everything about him and in him seemed fake to her. She tried her best to avoid him and be herself with Miss Sahara. However, Miss Sahara had too fallen for Leon and went to introduce herself forcefully pulling Mannar beside her.

“Hi Leon, I am Miss Sahara from earlier Yorkshire and this is my close friend Mannar from India.” She said with a warm smile on her face. Leon looked at both with keen interest, he was in fact, bit puzzled as there were clearly a huge age difference between them. Miss Sahara being in late middle age and Mannar, the brown skinned girl was just too young. In his puzzled state, he tried to beguile them.

 “Hi Miss Sahara and Mannar, good to a friendship between you two in spite of the age difference.” He said trying say it with humor, but then Mannar completely took it other way. She thought he was just acting too smart again and at once contradicted him.

 “What’s wrong in us being friends? Maybe, where you come from may not have seen such friendship.” Mannar said with a quick angered tone including a bit of irony as well.

Leon was suddenly taken aback. He did recovered himself after a quick flush of blood in his face. “I didn’t mean that. I – I just don’t know what to say, everything seems new to me.” 

Thanks to Mr. Connor who rushed to them holding a digital Tab Pan (like digital tablets of ancient earth!) and removed the tension right away. He at once exclaimed in an exciting voice,  “look what I found. It is a digital tablet which has all information about this new advanced world, its dictums, and about the history of our own era too.”

On hearing his exclaimed voice all the primitives gathered around them quickly. Blain, the American boy observed a big holographic screen near by and took the Tab Pan from Connor and casted it’s contents on holographic screen. Everyone threw a admiring glance at Blain and began to read the contents in big screen. It had many popular dictums of advanced world, which scrolled down stating reasons indicating that the new dictums were good and popular. In truth, the information compared the dictums with the history of ancient people of earth and about their emotions through various pictures. It also showed pictures of PHO (Potentially Hazardous object or Asteroid in earth’s term) crashing and its aftermath. Soon all became desolated as they recalled their earlier family and friends. The primitives soon got separated and began to sink in their own thoughts of their lost family.

Everyone was so silent for long two hours. Just while in their own thoughts, they heard two dissonant voices. They rushed to the devour banquet where it was happening. It was Dasha (young Russian woman), Blake (man from Canada) and Ngai (male from Vietnam) who were quarreling. Dasha had complained to Blake that Ngai is making wild s****l gestures at her continually. On the other hand, Ngai was trying his best to explain that his English his poor and hence he was trying to communicate with her through some hand gestures, which Dasha had taken as s****l gestures. The arguments continued as few people joined on both sides. Leon soon presented himself in the center and in his own soft mannerism calmed the disputants. Further, slowly, he took the leadership and proved to Disha, Blake and Ngai that it was just a misunderstanding of communication. Luckily, every one was convinced with Leon and walked away excusing themselves.

Mannar looked at Leon for a long minute as he relaxed himself from the dispute. She casually walked to him said, “that was a good job. You seem to have a good leadership skill and logical mind too. I am sorry I was rough on you earlier.” Leon smiled sweetly at Mannar and said in his ever soothing voice, “it’s okay Mannar, we are all friends. Isn’t it?”

Mannar threw a sweet smile and replied saying, “yes, we are.”

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