ALL VIDEOS FROM PAST ARE SAVED IN SPACE POCKETS EP 3: PRITHVI VS THE GREAT GHAURI a time travel story

YOU’RE NOT A COMPANION ANYMORE

‘Get up, the commander is calling you,’ a soldier thumbed them up from their hay beds.

 ‘We are leaving by early morning; you both will stay behind and look for anything left by the soldiers. You can join the Ghauri troops again till the next stay,’ he commanded them. 

'As you say,' they nodded their 

heads and came outside. Before the dawn appears its face on horizon, the whole convoy left from their stay near Swat Valley to face Hindu Raja Prithvi's forces in Delhi.

FEELING IN LOVE ?

‘Oh my dear, you, me and a very own charming tone all around, I am feeling in love with it,’ Hassan patted his horse and adjust the saddle of its partner.

A war horse of 11th century

‘Really, this area is so stunning to travel on horses,’ Murtaza also looked around the vast green mountainous meadow. Few remains of soldiers were scattered among the green bushes and tightly fixed rocks. They gathered some clothes, a box of stored food and some tools and set off.

‘We should race hurry.’

‘Don’t worry; we’ll catch our brave Ghauri troops soon,’ Murtaza turned up his horse on a paved, narrow road, which was circled with the green fields and tress from both sides.  

           ‘Last year, while visiting Swat valley on our car from Lahore, I couldn’t imagine that I’m going to explore this road on horses, 1000 years ago. I’m just amazed how Zaka managed to travel in times and also bring us with him,’ Hassan replied.
ALL VIDEOS ARE SAVED IN SPACE POCKETS

        ‘The mysteries of nature will continue to unveil with time. All images of inhabitants of this universe, their audios and videos are saved in the space shelves. Zaka is a scientist from 24^th century and they have discovered the saved images and videos of the past civilizations. They’re just trying to become a part of those videos, as Zaka told us. To continue his research it was mandatory for him to take the company of some one from the present time that is our time the 21^st century. We’re lucky to be chosen by him,’ Murtaza looked at the heavy clouds covering the shadows in dark all around.

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MAGNETIC PASTURES OF ASTEROIDS

‘I know but he is busy in his research about the communicating magnetic pasture of asteroids and evolving rocks on earth. He   left us alone to meet the challenges of 11th century.’

'Do you really think that all rocks in the universe make links of communication from past till future and we can travel in times without any time machine,' Hassan tried to control his annoying horse.

                     'Off course, the humans from future are able to move through space time holes to visit the saved videos of humans from past just like Zaka. If we can make and save visuals of every moment of one's life now then why couldn't nature do this from the start of this world. The mysteries of nature are revealing with time,' Murtaza answered thoughtfully.
'But....,' 

Hassan fell down badly in trying to control his horse, who started to neigh at the fuming thunder from sky.

‘Are you OK?’ Murtaza jumped down.

‘What we’re going to do?’ he tried to cover his head after feeling the fast, furious drops of shower from sky.

UNFORTUNATE IN LOVE

‘I think I am,’ Hassan rubbed his back.

‘I’m always unfortunate in case of love,’ Hassan looked at his horse and covered his head.
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‘Unfortunate in love! You’re just an early teen of grade 8. Hold your heart and try to look for any shelter,’ Murtaza tried to look around. Suddenly it started to shower to too heavily that it was impossible to open their eyes.

‘But now I’m a brave warrior of Ghauri troops,’ Hassan broadened his chest. 
Green woods or crops of wheat and corn on both sides of the road were flattering fast with the rolling wind. Darkness was dancing at the territory of sun.

‘Its looking that this rain will continue to shower forever,’ Hassan tried to cover his horse and himself under the big branch of a tree.

 ‘It’s raining too heavily. I’m unable to see any house around. Our horses are also tired,’ Murtaza also joined him under the tree.

LOOKING FOR SHELTER

  ‘I’m feeling like a leaking tap now,’ Hassan wringed his dress and cap.

     ‘Are you looking for any shelter,’ a polite voice in the desolate looking area keyed up their feelings.

 ‘It is raining heavily, come with me. You may stay at my house for the night. I will be happy to help you,’ that man was wrapped in a big shawl from top to toe.

 ‘He is looking so suspicious,’ Murtaza looked at Hassan. 

‘We are so wet and tired that we have no choice,’ Hassan looked at the sky and followed that man. His hut was at some distance from the road.

‘Dry up yourself and take some eatables. I’ll look for your horses,’ he made the fire inside the room and presented some them barley bread.

‘Thank you but we’ll leave as soon as the rain stopped,’ Murtaza sat near the fire.

‘Umm… it’s hard but tasty,’ Hassan took a bite from bread.

 It was the effect of tiredness, warm room or it was because of the piece of bread, they couldn’t realize how much time they slept. Hassan woke up first and came outside. The rain had stopped. There was muddy field at all sides. The king of the day again captured its territory to shine.

MOVE ON FOOT NOW

‘Where are our horses,’ Hassan’s sixth sense alarmed him and he screamed at once,

‘Murtaza, come out, we have been robbed.’

That man had taken their horses and all money.

 ‘I warned you but you always do your will, now tell me how we will meet the troops again. Thanks to that robber that he left this stored food for us,’ Murtaza was getting mad.

 ‘Stop yelling at me, we had no choice at that time. Let me think for a while,’ Hassan was also worried.

‘It’s not your work to think, lets start again on foot now,’ Murtaza set off at one side to look for the road.

‘What! On foot! You mean we’re going to walk, approximately 700 miles around the Punjab,’ Hassan held his head.

‘We again have no choice like before,’ Murtaza started its journey again…..

TO BE CONTINUED

Disclaimer: Names and people in this story are completely fictional. They bear no resemblance to anyone living or dead.

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