.......The robbers were able to grab five of the
students. They pulled their hostages and jumped at one of the small boats at
one side. The naked swords clutched the screams and resistance of hostages. Murtaza
and Hassan were also shivering among the hostages.
‘You fool; you could only grab five dumb without
their bags. What will I do with them?’ the chief robber yelled, waiting at
distance in another boat.
‘We had to experience a lot of resistance there, and
also rescue boats were about to…,’
‘Get out of my sight otherwise…,’
The chief was boiling with anger. The other men fled
on their boat.
‘Who one among you have the identity cards of your madrassa,’
the chief robber thumbed up Murtaza’s neck with the sharp edge of his dagger.
‘I asked you about something,’ he went to another
hostage after not having an answer.
‘I’m empty pocket right now,’ one of the students
begged for his mercy, when the chief tossed him in the water.
‘Then there is no need to overburden this boat.’
‘Are you asking for this?’ Murtaza checked his
pockets at once and found a card over there.
‘Off course, I am crying for this shit tag,’ Hassan
also found and put forward his card.
‘What about others,’ the greed glittered in his
eyes.
‘Let the crocodile have some treat,’ those men
laughed nastily listened at the big splash. The three among them were now fighting
against the heartless waves.
‘You both are taking us inside the pyramids by
showing these cards,’ the chief looked at their horrified eyes.
‘Are you missing them,’ one of the attackers amused
at their helpless eyes tracking their drowned fellows.
SUPARCO IS TAKING OVER THE PROJECT
‘Oh no, how I forgot to lock it,’ Hassan’s father
moved hurriedly towards the library and looked for that shining stone.
‘Thanks god, its still there. It was a hard deposit
but tomorrow I’m going to free from this,’ he stayed there for a while and
sighed. He properly locked the door from outside and came to lounge.
‘You’re looking tired,’ Hassan’s mother hardly kept
her eyes off from her favorite drama on TV.
‘No, not at all. May be…Suparco (Pakistan space and
upper atmosphere research commission) is taking over our project now. Their men will take this rock from here,
which our team of archeologists found from Taxila. Mysteriously this rock has
common characteristics of asteroids and of rocks found on Earth. I’m sure some
asteroids are buried here and earth rocks replace them in space. I’ll request Suparco
to indulge me in their further investigation. I want to continue with this
project,’ he seemed disappointed on his stoppage.
‘Every thing will be fine. You don’t take stress. Zeemal,
call your brother on dinner.’ Hassan’s mother got up and went to kitchen.
‘I haven’t seen him from a while. He must be
outside,’ Zeemal looked around with out moving an inch from her place and
continued with her mobile.
‘He must be at Murtaza side. Call him.’ Hassan’s
father got up and looked at few papers, placed at one side.
‘What is the origin of this rock? Was it travelling
in time zones in space?’ he mumbled to himself and circled some images on the
paper.
EVER GREEN LEGACY
OF
Soon they were pulled towards the other side
of the shore, where the calm looking camels were waiting for their harsh
travelers. Soon they were dangling on their backs along with their kidnappers. The
valley of kings, the valley of dead, was ahead of their eyes. The camels were
the only source of travelling in 11th century Egypt. Great sphinx
was still looking ruling this world with its majesty. They could still feel the
legacy of powerful pharos all around. The rolling sand dunes, scorching sun and
the rough whistling air were looking encircling and guarding those master
pieces on earth. A chain of pyramids was also fenced with the security guards of
King Al Hakim.
Their robbers were advancing carefully now. They
stopped their desert ships at the entrance of the biggest pyramid of all, the
great ‘sphinx’. A limestone pyramid with the head of a lion and a body of man
was overshadowing the mystification of small pyramids.
‘I don’t believe the sky of 21st century
witness the same mystification as we’re experiencing almost 1000 years backs in
11th century,’ Murtaza got mesmerized.
ROBBERS ENTERED INSIDE PYRAMIDS FOR LOST BRACELET
ROBBERS ENTERED INSIDE PYRAMIDS FOR LOST BRACELET
‘Show your identities,’ one of the guards approached
them.
‘We’re the scholars from al azhar madrassa and want
to enter. A project to unveil the mystery of construction of these pyramids is
assigned to us. Let us enter,’ one of the robbers acted as a high flier
student.
‘This mystery is not seemed to uncover till the Day
of Judgment,’ that guard took their cards.
‘Two cards for the entrance of five. I’m sorry but
only two….,’
‘We’re working in a group,’
‘Whatever, it’s an order,’
‘Actually we met an accident during our ride in Nile,
so we lost our cards,’
‘Don’t waste my time, just decide two among you,’ an
argument was going to erupt, when a guard from another side interfered.
‘Don’t be inconsiderate towards the researchers. They’re
respectable. Let them go in,’ he opened the door, before giving a chance of
objection to anyone.
DIGGING TOOLS OF ROBBERS
Three chambers welcomed them at entrance.
‘It would be over here,’ one of the robber looked
around.
‘Yes, here it is,’ he found a sack full of gadgets
for digging and lanterns etc.
‘That guard already charged a huge amount for his
facilitation. There is no need to consider him as partner in our findings,’ the
chief checked the tools and took out an old looking torn book from his gown.
Disclaimer: Names and people in this story are
completely fictional. They bear no resemblance to anyone living or dead.
For
more stories of this series and to write an adventurous novel please visit
http://fusionstor-ies@blogspot.com
TWO
COUSINS WENT ON TIME TRAVEL EXPEDITIONS BY BREACHING ASTEROID BELT AND GOT
ACCESS TO SAVE PAST VIDEOS WITHOUT TIME MACHINE. A SCIENTIST FROM FUTURE ARRANGES
THEIR TIME JOURNEY AND FIX THEIR ROLES TO HYPE THE THRILL. FOR NEXT
EPISODE CLICK ‘NEWER ARTICLE’ BELOW