the bridge of her dreams 9

the bridge of her dreams

Sharmishtha Basu is an unemployed artist, writer who is out to test her works, eagerly looking for publishers, publicists, literary agents and huge hearted generous readers, to see if they can help her to build an “unorthodox” career, a path followed by many before, some has been blessed with success, most have not, let us see what you make of her attempts! A failure or success- it all depends on you. These are pieces from her book, the book is available on createspace and amazon- This book is of course a collection of fantasy stories, starting from ghosts, demons, aliens to fairies and mermaids.

The bridge of her dreams

Slicers 1

He entered the laboratory. Dr. Soham was sitting on his chair his nose was almost touching the sheet lying on his table.

“Hey!” he greeted him as he passed by.

“Come here Manav!” he heard his excited voice.

He went to his desk, “Sit down if you don’t have anything urgent!” Soham said, his face was glowing with excitement.

“Well! Let me see! With the human race sliced down to a healthy few millions, and still slicing down in an alarming rate, I don’t think I have any pressing matter in my hand.” He laughed. They have long stopped fretting over it they have made a habit of enjoying every day as their final day of life.

The strange disease reared its deadly head up about two decades ago.

In two decades it has sliced down the number of human beings on earth, no other animal or creature is affected by it. It’s not contagious. Once a person is attacked he slips into a coma and dies within seven days. No medicine works. It’s a sure death.

“Sit down!” Soham repeated, he placed a few charts in front of him. It was 2177 A.D. human beings are now capable of reading minds and mapping them perfectly.


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