Cycle of Time

2.3

As Uben started downloading the application, he was feeling strangely excited. He sensed he was onto something. It was unusual for him to be excited about most work related things these days. It was as if being a private detective he had seen most things a person had to see. But this time, he felt the same way he felt the first time he started this work long ago.

As he typed on his device, and the website came up, he realised it was a very long time since he had done this. Nowadays, not many people spent time in reading or typing text, their senses were bombarded by companies that projected advertisements that were multisensory. Writing and reading was like an older art form, like some long obsolete coding language. Even school work was all multisensory. Children learned quicker. It was as if our brains were being encoded though these devices. Nobody really came up with anything new these days. It was as if there was no need to. Most people were happy to just get on with their lives and the direction of society they lived in appeared to be scripted by a higher place.

Thus reading seemed as strange as it must have been to a medieval knight- possible but really hard. But Uben had strange interests anyway. Having read that piece of paper had got his mind working in a strange way. He wanted to see the other side of this mystery.

As he devoured furthered into reading, he realised it was indeed something like a book club of the past. A place where people met to read and exchange ideas on the books they had read! But this site wasn't where they met. It was for communication in-between meetings. They actually met. They met physically and read books to each other!

There was a location and it was only a few blocks away. Yet still in the middle of the city.

"Every 3rd Monday at 5p.m Bill Cross Avenue near the lamp post."

Uben didn't know what "near the lamp post meant", but knew that the 3rd Monday was in two days' time.