We Know So Little Yet We Say We Know It All

“But we didn’t feel anything when we came behind you?” Tahiti felt a sudden chill run down her spine.

“That’s because the switch was made yesterday when you all were sleeping.” The man looked as though he was in complete command.

“Sleeping?” Zieg scoffed out loud.

“I don’t sleep. Mostly I was awake.”

Hastutuka smiled, “You slept from 2 pm to 4 am. Here, look.”

A small camera was recording it all.

There Zieg fell asleep on his table just at 02:07 am. But then just ten minutes later there was an intervention of some sort, as though the screen moved and shifted a bit while he lay asleep.

“Our parallel worlds are pliable which means if I now want I can alter the equation to move to a parallel world I want.” Hastutuka was fast ascending a small inclination in front of him which had trees that burnt bright orange and the sun was almost overhead.

“So what did you do to alter the world we are from?” Branga asked in a hurry.

“If you hurry, how will you learn. We can’t learn everything in a day and we shouldn’t try to. Let your brains adjust to this vibrational frequency and as we walk up the incline, your body too will get adjusted and you will be in a better shape to know and start learning everything.”

Hastutuka did not look back and the others quietly followed him.

Once they were safely inside the cave that stood up the incline, Hastutuka went and sat on a clean mat. The entire facility was dust free. There was a small area where there was snow heaped up. There was no snow anywhere else visibly.

There were sitting mats in every corner of the room, swords, and strange looking translucent boards projecting a liquid image of the human brain on one and DNA on the other. The other three were having the brain and the DNA simultaneously.

“Sit. Drink some juice or water from that far end table and assemble here in 10 minutes. Ten minutes by that watch over there,” he said pointing to a big watch hanging from the brown wall on one side. The paint was so fresh and the room was so cool.

They quietly went off, drank, used the washroom which was again an engineering marvel. Running water from taps, herbal soaps and shampoos, self cleaning commode and paper towels that wilted after use when thrown in the dust bin. These would move from the dust bin to something behind the wall, making a whirring sound and in five minutes time, a new fresh towel filled the stack they had emptied.

Branga was impressed.

In ten minutes, they assembled right in front of the man.

“Take your mats and come closer. Branga, go and write Schrodinger’s equation on that plain black board with this chalk.”

Branga stood up and went over to the board carrying the chalk Hastutuka gave him.

Slowly he scribbled the equation and once everyone had read it, it vanished from the board.

“There is a time variation equation to it.”

Branga wrote that down too.

“Now why do we use the name of Schrodinger? Since he was the most celebrated. Eastern culture is already using the concept, though, I must admit in limited capacity but then this, we cannot say we found it, can we?”

“But he did improvise the equation trying to make it happen from this world of ours like the parallel dimension we stay in.” Tahiti chirped, finally she seemed like she had found a place where being smart was not a curse.

Zieg had a smug look on his face. He surely didn’t know who Schrodinger was.

“We see the various components of it on board, right? But there is something we miss. Can we find out what?”