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[Independence Day Special][Short Story] Pis-Aller

  "He that studieth revenge keepeth his own wounds green, which otherwise would heal and do well"-John Milton He was in his nineties now, slow, fragile and nearing death. Still, every day he used to wake up at 6 in the morning and stare outside the window, blankly. They said when he was young, he was agile, healthy and quick, no one knew what his profession was, but he did retire rich at the age of fifty-five. His only son used to visit the old rooms twice a day, 'Baba, I request you again. Come with us to the big house. What is there in this dump?' his son used to question. 'I can't leave now, there is one final task left son,' he used to smile, 'One final task.' Baba had sent all the furniture from the room to the new house but kept himself a bed and the jewel beaded box. 'No one has ever removed the box from under the diwan since last 20 years, baba,' the daughter-in-law use to question, 'Don't let the servants, but please let me
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Ragnarok- #RagnarokTheBook

Ragnarok is a work of fiction released in 2015. The story is a science fiction with a cynical satirical look at the modern civilization and satire. It is a thought exercise of what will happen when ultimate power is within the grasp of human beings. The book released in August 2015 by Half Baked Beans publishers.

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A patient, with no memory of his past, is admitted in a hospital by a world-famous psychiatrist.

A sinister, secret society comprising of scientists and inventors have an agenda to stop the patient form getting his memory back. They will stop at nothing.

As a doctor, she has to outwit some of the smartest men on the planet to save her helpless patient and at the same time, find out who he really is.

Who is this patient? Why are such powerful men after his life? What does his memory hold? The answer to these questions lie buried deep in time, even before the birth of first human.

One android will travel back in time to the end of Mesozoic era, where the last dinosaurs breathes his final breath to find out who he is.

Will she be able to complete her quest in the past? Will the psychiatrist be able to protect her patient from the mad scientist in the present? Can they together be able to safeguard the future?

The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.- Albert Einstein

Get ready for adventure of epic proportions through space and time.

- Ragnarok





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