bhavishya

Robert knocks on the wooden door polished with a red color. A woman follows him and catches his hand.

“Sir you cannot go inside without an appointment”, the woman sitting on the desk runs to restrict him inside.

“It is important for me to see him now or else I am sure that someone’s photo will be on the wall and mine on the newspaper. I need to go inside now. Please”, Robert requests the woman.

“Sir, I cannot live you in without permission.”

“You let me go or I let myself in.”

Robert pushes the woman and runs inside. The door creaks to the other side. Robert pulls a chair in front of the desk and sits on it with his one leg crossing the other. The psychiatrist at the other end of the desk stands after staring at the scene. Robert turns the side of the nameplate on the desk to his eyes.

“Glad meeting you, Mr. Evans.”

Evans settles himself back on the chair after a shocking entry.

“Who are you”, Evans interrogates.

“I am Robert. I need your help”.

Evans actions the secretary to leave the room and close the door.

“What is the problem?”

“I am scared. I know you’re will say that I don’t seem but inside I have a reason.”

“Comfort yourself. Tell me what are you scared of?”

“You know the recent news, Eureka.”

“The time machine?”

“Exactly. The time machine. I am scared of the time machine.”

“What are you scared of an invention that will last us to a million secrets about the past and even the future.”

“I am scared of those secrets. I can imagine the consequences of the revealed secrets.”

“So, you need my help in?”

“Just listen to me. Then we both will have to search for another doctor.”

“What are you see certainly frightened of?”

“I am a physicist. I am one of the contributors in the destiny a.k.a. time machine. Everyone knows what are the benefits of this time machine no one knows the reality”.

“Then why are you telling me?”

“Because people have faith in doctors and even you are a psychiatrist. Do you know about the many world interpretation?”

“I am a doctor.”

“Okay, the many-worlds interpretation says that whenever you make a decision, the world splits. One is where you do a certain thing and the other is when you don’t. The conditions and the lives of both of you change. Now imagine that the split cause different future and the future causes disparities.”

“What sort of disparities?”

“You understand. Your grandfather had sixty percent edible water, you have thirty percent. Your grandson may not have much water.”

“What does that mean to us?”

“Listen. If we have the time machine now, the future already did. If they already travelers in this era we didn’t notice because we had no reasons to believe them. Now if they are here they are gonna kill us all and start their civilization here.”

“Why will they do anything like this”, Evans asks desperately.

“Because their rivers ran dry and they suffocate. They consider us the reasons for their problems. They are living an unwanted future because of our decisions. There are pretty good chances that they will come recently when the destiny was invented.”

“So you are scared of those people from the future. In short, you are scared to die.”

“I am an explorer. I am not scared of death. I am scared of time. Either future or past will destroy us. we need to be alert. That’s what we are for. But there is a reason why my death scares me. The reason is me killing myself for my own survival. I travel back in time and kill the one me who is talking to you right now. That is scary, that one thought of a reason that I created for myself to be dead scares me.”

“I don’t follow you to the end. You think that you will kill yourself and you still be alive?”

“Ya, there’s a law for it. If you kill yourself in the past. You’d still be alive but if you ever think of touching yourself in the future, dude you stopped a better life. But this theory only relates to the parallel world which is totally based on pen and paper observations. In real life, if you change the past, there are really slim chances of your existence. Even the future is unpredictable so you get no reason or expectation to change it. We try living the present. You know all the quotes about the three dimensions.”

“Yeah. It’s disturbing enough to hear that I am a threat to myself. Even how can I interact through the parallel world that you described?”

“You can’t. You can’t interact at any possibility. They don’t even know that we exist but maybe even they have a reason to not know about us. Possibly some of them are developed than is or maybe some of them yet have the homo, Erectus.”

“That doesn’t matter to us in any sense.”

“That. That really doesn’t. But it explains the differences that our world has from there. They are us but we are different because of the everyday decisions that we make.”

“The world doesn’t split every day?!”

“Every millisecond.”

“I heard everything that you told me but I see no connection between your words. You are scared of the time machine but you are saying that you have a reason to be scared of the parallel world. It makes no sense.”

“It will. There are some years for it but once you have it you know it. Chill”, Robert checks on the wall clock the eighth time he has been inside the chamber.

“Why are you looking at the clock”, Evans interrogates.

“I have a meeting with another guy and I need to leave now. Thank you for listening to me”.

“Oh, then if you are good, you can but I need some information about you. Just to note down.”

“You don’t really need them but ask me.”

“Your full name, age, and occupation. Just these three.”

“Okay, Robert Evans, age 36 and occupation, a physicist”.

“Robert Evans”?

Robert walks out of the room as quickly as he could. He shuts the door. After a moment he comes back inside the room. Evans keeps staring at him.

“I told you some are really developed and even I had the guts to decide my own future”.

Robert leaves the room with a terrible memory and a million questions in Evans’s mind. Evans runs to him and calls him as loud as he could.

“Hey. Then how do you look different?”

“Depends on your decisions.”

“Where are you heading?”

“There are many more Robert Evans who led to the destruction of myself. I gotta talk to them.”

“Hey. What’re are you from?”

“You’ll know”.