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He entered the laboratory. Dr. Soham was sitting on his chair; his nose was almost touching the sheet on his table.

“Hey!” he greeted him as he passed by.

“Come here Manav!” he heard his excited voice.

He went to his desk, “Sit down if you don’t have anything urgent!” he said, his face was glowing with excitement.

“Well! Let me see! With the human race sliced down to a healthy few millions, and still slicing down in an alarming rate, I don’t think I have any pressing matter in my hand.” He laughed, they have long stopped fretting over it; they have made a habit of enjoying every day as their last day.

The strange disease reared its deadly head up about two decades ago.

In two decades it has sliced down the number of human beings on earth, no other animal or creature is affected by it. It’s not contagious. Once a person is attacked he slips into a coma and dies within seven days. No medicine works. It’s a sure death.

“Sit down!” Soham repeated, he placed a few charts in front of him. It was 2177 A.D., human beings are now capable of reading minds and mapping them perfectly.

“These are from patients in ICU right now.” Soham said. “Check these- these people have the level of greed in their heart above point five. Their level never comes down it.” He shoved another bunch of sheets in his hand. “These people have lust above five points.”

Dr. Soham was one of those rare specimens that preferred sheets over hi-tech screens. His excuse was they cause him nausea, staring at those screens for hours makes his neck ache.

Any way……

Soham was sure that someone or thing was slicing down human beings on a scale of harmful vices.

“Let’s share these with others.” He stood up.

Yes. Those left behind were not greedy for limelight or wealth.

Sharmishtha Basu
11.7.11

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Author: sharmishtha basu

Well, Sharmishtha Basu is fifth child of Late Dr. Shibaprasad Basu, she is Bengali, Indian, she took birth in Tundla, Uttar Pradesh, lived in and around Uttar Pradesh for the first sixteen years of her life, then returned to Burdwan, West Bengal , her family has dwelled there for five hundred years or so and are still dwelling there, she lived in West Bengal till 2015 February, since February 2015 she is living in Hyderabad. She is unemployed, unmarried so with lot of time and excessive energy, some evil people made her dreams of having a normal career impossible but that did not diminished her energy, so she utilizes her time and energy mainly by painting and writing, hoping that her books will become her dream career, her salvation in her words, she is a blend of bhaktiyoga and karmayoga. You can contact her through her blogs @mydomainpvt.wordpress.com (main blog), her facebook page @facebook.com/sermistabasu, amazon page @amazon.com/author/sharmishthabasu or emails sharmishthabasu@hotmail.com & sermistabasu@gmail.com

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