JULY 11, 2041... 11:30 pm... It’s time. Adrish murmurs, “Are you ready Peter?” “I must be...” Peter closed his eyes. Adrish Banerjee, a renowned neurosurgeon, was astonished when he first listened to psychologist Peter Gomes in a medical conference on “neuroelectronic power” at Kolkata almost 20 years ago. Peter believed that with the help of electron flow in the human brain, one could create digital impressions to study people’s mind and even know the ‘post-death’ thinking of a man. A sense of ridicule was mingled with the claps after his speech was over. That night, Adrish personally met Peter... “I believe you Prof. Gomes.” Adrish was ecstatic. “Any sensible person will...” “What can I do for you?” “Join me, and I really mean it!” Peter was calm as always. Twenty years had passed since that night. In the meantime, numerous experiments and a huge amount of paperwork took place and most of them resulted positive. But today’s is the biggest of them all... It is to discover the truth of death... Peter is sacrificing his life for the sake of truth as the experiment needs a dying person to capture the impression of human brain at the time of death.
Legal permissions were managed by Peter. He was not afraid at all. Rather, he was eager to experience death.
An adequate amount of morphine was already injected into his veins. Numerous specially decorated wires were attached to his skull which were feeding the electron signal of his brain to a super-computer to produce the digital impression.
Adrish is monitoring the heart-bit rate as well as keeping a close eye on the computer screen. The rate is dropping, and the end of Peter is here.
Suddenly, a flickering grey image started to appear on the screen. It was the image of Prof Peter de Gomes who was walking in a valley like land. Nothing was there, not even a tree or a bird.
Adrish has his heart in his mouth.
So this is the world after death...
Suddenly, he saw another image, a man stretching his hands towards Peter from the farthest corner of the valley, as if saying “Welcome friend!”
It was Dr Adrish Banerjee himself with a mysterious smile on his face. A smile that Adrish will never smile again...
