Vyom: Chapter 2:Part 2

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Before I could say “Don’t kill me I liked the ‘Aliens’”, the man pulled fire.

Everybody dived under furniture for cover as the walls were pelted with bullet holes.

Naman however was not so lucky; he received a bullet before somebody near him could pull him behind.

I knew it was seconds before he could kill me so I crawled towards the top left corner of the lab till the place where furniture provided cover.

I grabbed a fallen instrument, which I could not make out due to the lack of illumination; which had been destroyed by the metal guy. I charged at the metal guy and hit him on the face, which caused my knees to buckle and make me collapse.

To explain what just happened I had hit him with an accelerometer while having a sensory device wrapped around my leg which was unfortunately plugged into the accelerometer.

The accelerometer recorded the vibrations from the metal dude which through the sensors were passed on to my feet and let’s just say my body was not strong enough to withstand the vibrations.

The guy turned around to see no one. That’s when Sarah saw her chance; she threw at the metal guy a bottle of hydrofluoric acid.

That’s when the alien vanished out of thin air. Sarah came where the metal dude had been “Where did it go?!”

She yelled “Where did it go?!”She then broke into tears making me myself wipe a few tears as I getting on my feet called the Emergency phone line.

I wanted to say that morning I could not sleep due to guilt, fear etc.

But the truth is that I fell asleep before my head hit the pillow.

I dreamt of someplace so different than what had been burning my retinas for the past few months, I almost thought that I was seeing the metal guy’s home.

The dream was a memory of one of the worst moments of my life.

I was sitting in a huge porch facing a huge garden where trees grew wildly; creepers completely covered the low wall.

It was raining so lightly it was barely visible and the dew on the grass and plants made the whole place sparkle. The floor of the porch was made of a wood that felt… special. The floor gave my legs a warm and earthly feeling. The roof present above was supported by concrete pillars but it was covered so densely in vines that the concrete was barely visible. I was dreaming of my home near Dehradun, just at the edge of ‘The Valley of Flowers’.

Next Moment, I was inside the house which too was covered by plants. You would expect the interior to be dark and wet with the no. and size of the plants it had. Instead it was more like the inside of a tree, coarse and hard but safe and cozy.

I was sitting on the sofa with my father sitting on the one across.

His expression was like that of a teacher who had tried to teach the pupil but always knew that the student would get suspended one day.

“So Dev what’s your decision?”

“Well I was waiting for the-” He cut me off following his bad social manners.

He was a business man and he owned a company so he had this mindset of his superiority in everything.

Now he was 62, retired, but he still acted like he was the earner of the house. His hair (what remained of it) had gone white. His nose was like a deflated re balloon, wrinkles awning his face.

Overall, he looked like a retired army veteran who had weathered well over years of hardships. “Now I don’t want to burst your bubble but maybe starting an independent research isn’t in your name.”

That’s another huge difference between him and me; he believed that our whole life is already written in the stars.

Just like how my mother died in an accident or how he accidentally passed a company recruitment test. “The government said my projects had a lot of poten-”

There he did it again. “My friend in Mumbai told me that he knows someone recruiting skilled scientists for a company. I would like you to join there.” “Pa, my bronchitis-“

“I know, I know but 2–3 years there you will find someplace more…pleasant”

My dad had done it.

He started as a child labor in a brick factory. The smoke developed several lung diseases in his body which were diagnosed roughly two years later .He accidentally cleared an exam and later started working in a company.

He went through some hard times losing mom when I was very young. He started a solar company to make sure nobody had to go through what he did. He bought a house in the mountains near Dehra to avoid encountering any triggers of his diseases.

But what kind of father would send his kid to work in a metropolitan city while relaxing in the green hills?

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