“Right, you are right. Now, every sound medium is creating not just longitudinal waves but also transverse waves in the process. But our ability to just hear the longitudinal waves is preventing us from hearing the entire communication. In a conversation thus, people just feel the transverse waves and hear the longitudinal waves like we do, this a girl is misread, an animal is not shown mercy and a plant is thought to be silent. Everything else in the world is speaking in transverse waves forms except us dumb humans and we have not yet found out how to translate that to audible sounds. Yet, we boast of being the most intelligent beings on planet.” Hastutuka explained.
“Golmak if you are sitting here and not talking,…” Zieg was squeezing in…
Snatching his words, Hastutuka said, “he is thinking and his thoughts are emitted in the form of transverse waves.”
“Oh, I see.” Zieg somehow felt lost.
“Where is the world with these inventions master?” Tahiti was thoroughly impressed.
“Nowhere, finding transverse waves and the waves that are produced between 90 and 0 degree is what will make this entire 3 dimension complete but even in the next 40 years people will not think of working in that direction. They will resort to violence, plunder, loot, kill and devise devices that will make the longitudinal waves louder but then humans will still remain in the small puddle that animals have long crossed.”
“What do we do?” Tahiti was worried.
The cave glowed even more.
“We don’t know what fire is made of out of all elements it is intangible while others have been found out, understood. What will we do to understand this and fire?” Zieg was full of questions.
“You will read books and understand them by conducting the experiments leaving crumbs and clues for people in the process to help them choose their destiny. This will be your destiny Zieg.” Hastutuka was still holding that ethereal smile on his lips.
“Branga’s entire clan knows everything and I have been made Branga’s teacher in this journey so I will have to guide him more on this aspect.”
“Strange, if the family knows why are they sending him to you?” Tahiti glared down at Zieg who was blunt to the core.
“Because our knowledge has been kept separate and the fear of being looted remains as the biggest looming threat in the minds of the Ikshvaku clan. They never knew what was coming when they patronized humans to this stand and strangely they still see light in them which I fail to even when born a human. It was not that they did not see but they did not presume humans will be keen on abandoning their glorious sides to become king of ponds. Also we need to know how to travel parallely and what are the parallel dimensions, why they exist and what should we make of them and what should we leave for the humans to know. These small directions if they pick up and make their own devices, we will think they are trying to reach out to the old clans and it would mean we can help them or else promoting this clan beyond this small puddle will be a dangerous proposition given they have aced their bodies well and will try to run around wild in the universe even though for a very short time. They don’t or can’t propagate beyond the earth through their ways hence they need to think well before they spill off more of our blood that stays in the animals and plants more than what they have kept in themselves.”
“Will they succeed?” Branga worried.
“They are an intelligent race and must succeed to keep up to the universe. When they can feel this is not the end to the universe they must also know it is not the end and work on these areas to even prove they are worth being saved.”
“We need a break.” Hastutuka grinned.
“Yes, yes.” Branga wanted to think and wanted to go for a pee.
“Let’s break up.” Tahiti jumped off from the brown table she sat on.
“Can humans hear these waves?” Zieg snorted.
“Humans can hear between 20Hz to 20000 Hz and it does not anywhere say it’s the longitudinal waves alone that they can hear. Which means with suitable devices they can hear the transverse waves in that same range too as well as other waves. A small device is all they need to build and that is enough or else they can also hear if they quieten down and the transverse waves around them slowly become louder – that small sound in our head we call the conscience.” Hastutuka smiled again.
So did Zieg.
Snehashree is a content creator by profession and writer by passion. She is a storyteller, poet, and abstract artist besides being a content writer. She has published her works of poetry on Amazon and several online magazines. She moved into full time writing after spending a few years in the healthcare industry. A solivagant and an ardent animal lover, she regularly crafts interesting articles for her blog - TST.
When not writing, she can be found reciting poetries in poetry clubs, teaching kids the art of poetry, and reading avidly. You could visit her website and chat with her on Instagram.
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