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Amidst Pyramids in a Jeep from Egypt (Part 7)

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Amidst Pyramids In A Jeep From Egypt (Part 7)

This is a serial. Everyday a new part will be published. This is the last part.

Continued from here.

I was not just a banker, I was a banker who was sitting on his chair, at his desk in a Bank seethed with turmoil. It seemed as if, the whole bank has gone crazy. There were funds being transferred to an anonymous account and withdrawals being registered as money deposits. And it seemed to me as I was the one who was doing all this.

On my screen, were lines and lines of codes. On my side was a draped figure. Wait, what? Yep, it was a Mummy. A weird headless mummy. Right by my side. “The plan is going pretty well I see.” Your sight is flawless, I thought. “I have a deal, transfer the half to that account as was the plan, and transfer the other half to mine and I will let you escape with your life.” This seemed weird to me. It was as if the mummy was changing an already existing plan. I could not remember anything. All I knew was that, a few seconds ago I was a medical student and now I was a banker. But this time, I was aware that I was dreaming. “I see, you just realized that this is a dream!” How did you know? I did not ask. “I know because, I too am a Dream of yours. An ambitious dream. A dream that wants to see a richer you in the future. And hence I am motivating you to get richer.”

Everything was getting mixed up. The mummy, the bank, the codes. I  no longer knew what was going on. Too many dreams, I must have had, was my only explanation. The mummy was slowly growing a head, that looked more like the driver. I could hear the honks. I could appreciate that I was in a moving car, maybe a Jeep. I finally woke up. I was on my bed. Not in Egypt. Not in a bank. Not in a Jeep. I was indeed back at my home. Everything was so peaceful. I saw my glisteing medical books lying peacefully upon the bookshelves. It was quite sunny outside. I felt like taking a walk.

After walking for a few minutes, I walked into a McDonald’s. I ate a hearty meal. Only sad part was that I had to pay in cash, because their credit card reader was not working. This thinned my wallet appreciably. Hence, I walked into a nearby ATM.

I put in the sum I wanted to withdraw. “Your Deposit is Successful”, read the message across the ATM screen.

The End.

Arkadeep Mukhopadhyay



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