Communicating with visitors from outer space: The uncanny resemblance of the Unfamiliar Familiarity…

Communicating with visitors from outer space: The uncanny resemblance of the Unfamiliar Familiarity…

We are born… totally unaware of the world around us; an alien world…
We learn crying first… that’s our first attempt in communication… or attention seeking until we find more effective ways…
Then, we learn to stand on our knees, crawl and finally walk…
In the end, we learn to speak as we complete the totally helpless phase of our infancy. The comms link is finally online…

It takes us years to get familiar with our home world and its humanoid inhabitants. Yet, we are never fully familiar towards other life forms on our planet…

Nobody has communicated with a chicken…
Nobody knows how a potted sunflower truly feels when neglected too long…
Nobody has ever set their eyes upon the creatures living in the deepest parts of our oceans…
Nobody has tried to make a pact with deadly viruses for them not to make us sick… oh wait! Most of us aren’t even aware that viruses aren’t living organisms… but we try to kill these lifeless but contagious pieces of code anyway.

We still know only bits and pieces about the other life forms we coexist with, on our shared planet…

Yet, we seek intelligent life forms in deep space and still believe we can come to terms with these aliens through diplomacy once we find them and form an inter-galactic federation to rule the galaxy peacefully altogether… or crush the destructive, evil ones…


Before elaborating more on the ways to communicate with aliens, let’s take a short trip into some popular alien encounter plots in the sci-fi world:

A spaceship either makes its way to one of the largest cities in the world, or just crash lands in the suburbs where a small town lies nearby. The aliens’ agenda is always the same wherever they land though: to destroy us or strip our planet off its valuable resources. Then the war for our planet commences…

We beat them 9 out of 10 times. Perhaps because they look like us somehow… an uncanny resemblance of the unfamiliar familiarity: they’re either off-color humanoids, complete with all the limbs etc. Or some variation of earthly creatures like giant bugs or non-aquatic octopuses.

This physical familiarity must be the reason we believe we can communicate so easily with them.

So, let’s make it easier for the mankind and imagine the first aliens we encounter are not only humanoid in form, but also a nearly exact copy of our image. But even then… what makes us think we can understand each other? How easily can we communicate with other people? Can we even completely understand our fellow earthlings?

… in a world where,

… men can’t truly understand women…
… archaeologists can’t decipher most ancient writing forms… (such as the Rongorongo of Easter Island)…
… each Earth culture has its own beliefs and values…(even gestures)…

Still not convinced?

Try explaining snowflakes to a young Masai warrior…


what an ocean is to someone who has lived in a landlocked country all their life…

How the Collective Unconscious can Eradicate a Pandemic

How the Collective Unconscious can Eradicate a Pandemic

With the Corona Virus pandemic starting to manipulate our old way of living in terms of social distancing, most of us have confined ourselves in our homes and we have become more dreamers than ever; day-dreaming when the sun is up and plain old dreaming when darkness sets in after we finally get to sleep.

Without being fully aware, we have been dreaming for centuries for various reasons, such as self-healing, entertainment, inspiration and most importantly problem-solving as our minds keep working on a problem in the background while we’re shutting off from the material world.

dreams-problem solving

Here’s a true story about how the needle in a sewing machine was invented after a dream showed Elias Howe, the inventor, how placing a hole on the tip of the needle could solve his automated stitching problem that made the machine useless as the thread incapacitated the needle by winding around it after a short while. In Elias Howe’s dream, he was being surrounded by a tribe of fierce cannibals, poking him with the tips of their spears and… weirdly enough, all the spear tips had small holes in them!

The power of dreams in problem-solving and creativity can be seen in other cases as well, like Mendeleev’s precise categorization of periodic elements, or Einstein’s theory of relativity, which were all inspired by dreams.

So, personal problems can be tackled by each relevant person in their dreams, but how about global problems such as famine, global warming, deforestation, traffic, deadly pandemics?

Do we encounter them in our “personal” dreams?

I believe the answer is “yes”, it’s just that our individual minds are too weak to solve any of the above… unless we work together. It’s a fact that collaboration is most effective in problem solving regardless of being in a dream or not.

The idea of “unconscious collaboration” was first noted by me after watching a Japanese anime series (I remember it as “Stein’s Gate”, but might be mistaken), where a man was telling a friend’s child to do her homework just before going to bed if she wanted to do it more easily. With most of the kids having already done their homework, he said she would be able to tap into the collective unconscious and spend less time and effort to finish it.

And yesterday, I had a weird dream that got me thinking about the coronavirus, the collective unconscious, dream problem-solving, supercomputers and the true potential of our brains! and perhaps aliens!

Here’s my theory!

Think of our brains as individual super-computers

And the collective unconscious as a network database

Dreams as a hub to connect into the network

The Corona Virus as the problem in hand…

Every seemingly unimportant detail logged into the database

Some discarded… some marked as “important”

Until a solution presents itself to an able-minded individual…


This “stream of unconsciousness” kept me thinking how our minds are like supercomputers when we are dreaming. Think about it;

* The human mind works like a computer’s RAM, tackling a problem in dreams until we wake up and have no memory of the dream… just like how RAM is wiped clean after a computer shutdown!

* RAM is computer memory, while REM is our dream memory! See, how similar they are in terms of “lexicality”. (I’m definitely overthinking here :))

* SETI has been using computers all around the world on a voluntary basis, in aid to seek extraterrestrial life with focus on “the more the better”!

* Whether it’s the Corona Virus or a computer virus, viruses are bad and they infect.

* And all computers have users…

Dream on!

8 Ways of time travel without a decent time machine…

8 Ways of time travel without a decent time machine…


Everyone who knows me knows how I am obsessed with time travel… and those who don’t – will acknowledge it… in time. By reading this little blog post, you will have the secret of time travel without a decent time machine or no machine at all. Proceed with extreme caution as secrets or time itself are not things to meddle with.

Here are the methods:

If you possess an unstable working prototype of a time machine:

  1. Wear appropriate clothes for your desired destination in time, pee until your bladder dries out, step into the machine, sit, set the desired time and pull the lever or hold and press the small red button by the far end of the console. That’s it!
  2. Same steps as described above… you just pee first, then dress up!

If you DO NOT have a time machine:

   1. The Musical Method: If you wish to go to the past, select a year and google the top 100 in that year’s billboards. Close your eyes and play each song starting from the bottom to the top of the list. Hum along if you know the songs! If your intention is to travel into the near future, the same method can help! Just gather up all the cutlery in the house, click on your phone’s voice recorder, and start dropping them one by one onto the kitchen floor. When each piece lands, say what you’ve just seen like “A fork fell down” or “I dropped a knife” in an untrained, monotonous tone (These are essential as they will make up the lyrics). When all the cutlery has been dropped, stop the recorder, plug earphones into your phone, close your eyes, start playing the audio and enjoy!


Too bad music isn’t in its golden years anymore and it’s getting worse. Just compare 60’s, 70’s or even 80’s, 90’s music to the hit songs in our present.

2. The Photo Effect: Just open your photo album (printed photos work best) and inspect each photo in full detail. Think about how old you were, where you were and who you were with. Then, focus on the tiny details in the background, are the surroundings the same? or have they changed? As you go down the memory lane, you will realize that you made a slight jump to the past. If you do not have a photo album, or want to time travel to places you’ve never been, enter a desired year into your favorite search engine’s search box, click on “images” and there… you have millions of photos to start with. If you wish to time travel into the future, enter the word “mugshots” into a search engine’s search box and enjoy (They look like selfies, don’t they?)

Now, 9 out of every 10 photos seem to be selfies and most of them do not even include faces as wholes. Mostly, they are close-ups of an eye here and a mouth there!

 3. The Photoshop Dilemma: A very similar method to the one above, but this one requires some photo-shopping skills. Travelling to the past? Find a suitable photo of yourself or have a friend take it on the spot and google for a historical background. Once you find it, just merge the two pictures and presto! You are in a trench in World War II. Going to the future? Find a CGI background using the above method and there you are, picking up alien flowers on Mars!


 4.  Conundrum of Objects: Find a flea market in your town. Go there preferably on foot. Once you are there, explore each stall in detail, pick up objects, feel their energy. Each object has its own “itstory” (We can’t call it “history”, can we?). Take a deep breath, sniff the air of antiquity. Buy something like an old cassette even if you don’t own a player for it. At least you are in contact with something out of your time. For the future, use your search engine skills to find weird and futuristic object photos. Use a 3D printer, to solidify them.


5. Dream: One of the best ways to travel back or forward in time! Throughout the day, just think about a time and a place and focus on it in your coffee breaks. Your subconscious will get the message. When it’s bedtime, close your eyes and start focusing on what you’ve been focusing on all day. Sleep! When you wake up, you’ll find yourself with pleasant memories (if you can remember your dreams), check the time and discover that you’ve jumped at least a couple of hours forward in time. In some cases, you’ll have -what is seems like- hours of dreaming, but it has only been half-an hour at most. Try lucid dreaming for the best experience…

6. Read: Fortunately, books are abundant nowadays. (Even I, have some free books on the market). If you are a history enthusiast, find a historical novel and get to reading. If you are a sci-fi fan like me, choose an appropriate novel and start reading. In both cases, you’ll be mesmerized into the setting if the book is any good. Relate yourself to any character in the book to maximize the fun!

7. Write: Just like reading, but with a huge advantage! By writing, you create time itself in your stories. You can even find true love in the past or the future, which you have been searching for so long in the present.

8. Watch: Too lazy to read or write? Then, start going through your movie collection. Although stripped off the best parts, most good books are made into films. And strangely enough, this method requires peeing first (as you don’t want an interruption like a bathroom break in the middle of the film), sitting and pressing a button. Anyway, a surround system is a huge plus.

Archaeology of the Present

Imagine our current civilization ended up in flames; totally wiped out… a few remaining survivors of the human kind (possibly stripped of all advanced technological knowledge and know-how) started all over from scratch.
In a millennium, every advancement is already long forgotten and our civilization at present is regarded as an ancient one, pretty much like ancient Egypt in our era.
The new civilization follows more or less a similar path as ours to flourish. However, some things have never been invented or some ideas have never been thought of. At least, they invent the notion of archaeology; digging up the past (and trying to uncover our secrets).
Let’s do a thought experiment…
It’s the year 2116; a thousand years from now and the future archaeologists uncover the following:
1. The personal library of a sci-fi enthusiast, which survived a millennium in a nuclear shelter/bunker. All the books that survived are works of fiction…about intergalactic wars, time travel, aliens, etc… and after decades of hard work, they are able to crack the code of our language. What would they think? Would they regard them as works of fiction or consider them as ancient history? We seem to regard every written record of ancient civilizations as real…
2. An email message printed on a browned out paper (actually the paper browned out much later :), containing letters of the alphabet as well as characters like @,#,_,&,* and :). (From the same library mentioned above) Would they combine these symbols into our ancient language and overthink about their function?
3. A dozen autographed baseball bats by some of the baseball idols of our era dug out from the ruins of a sports shop. Luckily, the UV coating on the bats preserved the signatures from smearing out through ages. What would a baseball bat suggest to a culture who has not invented the concept of sports (for entertainment)? Perhaps, a primitive weapon of war; inscribed with an ancient god’s name to channel divine power to the wielder? How about the sports shop? Would the future archaeologists be happy that they unearthed an ancient armory?
4. A huge, curvy water slide in an abandoned amusement park: An aqueduct?
5  A bowling ball… Let me be more specific: A size 14, shiny, purple bowling ball. Hmmm… What are the three holes for? For fingers? But why three? Would they think that ancient humans had two less fingers? Oh wait! That’s how we depict some aliens!!!
The moral of this article?
No matter what your intentions are (when you invent or create something), you will most likely to be misunderstood …

How long is time?

A second, a minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month or a year…are some of the time related vocabulary invented by us; people, trying to have a global standard in measuring time. It’s a good thing that we had the movement of the sun to base our newest concept on or else we would be timeless in a maelstrom of confusion.


Is each unit of time mentioned above, really the same in length for everyone or are they subjective?

A minute feels like eternity at your first kiss …

Perhaps, we feel that way because 1 minute is 60 seconds…and 60 is more than 1… regardless of the word that follows it.

A minute can also feel much shorter than a millisecond when you’re standing by the deathbed of a loved one.

The same logic can be applied here as 1 minute can be 0.0166666667 hours which is a tiny fraction of a whole.

The moral?

No matter how long it is…a minute is never sufficient.

Men are from Mars.Women, too

No, this article has nothing to do with intersexual relationships. The title is quite literal and if you were hoping to read about relationship secrets, I suggest you hit the back button on your browser and google it using the key words provided above.

This article is all about “panspermia” or the theory that our home planet wasn’t the planet Earth but our building blocks hitched a ride on an asteroid or something and ended up here. 

As I’m not a scientifically inclined being (although I write sci-fi) I will not write about how a planet like Mars was suitable to support life billions of years ago or that it had water at some time along with a decent atmosphere. You can Google these up to satisfy your curiosity. My reasons are totally different and less scientific. Here’s my list of reasons ranking from more credible to totally absurd:

1. The feeling of not belonging, (most people I know have this); or feeling totally alien to Earth: Does the phrase “I’m not from this world” sound familiar? 

2. Getting a suntan and even hurting after prolonged exposure to the sun: Perhaps our bodies have always been accustomed to cooler climates where the sun wouldn’t have such effects on our bodies (like Mars). No other animal on Earth ever complains about sensitive skin. 

3. We are fragile beings suspectible to all kinds of diseases. It’s like the whole planet is trying to wipe us out. We suffer from all kinds of diseases and illnesses from deadly ones to common cold. Common cold? We get sick so easily.

4. Apart from aquatic animals, no other mammals are fur-free like us. We are the odd one out unless all the other animals aren’t the ones native to this world. 

5. Even as newborn babies we are quite defenseless upon birth and have to be constantly taken care of while all the other animals in the animal kingdom adapt to their surroundings in little or no time. Maybe we give birth to our off springs before they are completely developed in the womb and kind of forced out early due to a stronger gravitational force (different from what we were accustomed to)

6. Our constant awe towards stars and space: Space is mostly dark matter, or emptiness yet we are charmed with it everytime we look at the night skies. 

7. All religions have the notion of afterlife and other worlds (heaven and hell?) Be good throughout your life and your reward is heaven or perhaps returning to your home planet in some form?

8. We can’t live in peace with the nature. We are constantly trying to terraform the Earth by annihilating nature and building up comfort zones of concrete, maybe trying to make it feel like the barren lands of rocky Mars?

9. The nomadic gene within: Our desire to travel long distances to get away what we call home and to pursue happiness in remote locations in the name of tourism. 

10. The color connection: Our blood is red so is the Martian soil. 

11. Some people have an unexplainable affection towards Bruno Mars. 

I’m not expecting you to believe every word I wrote. However, I’m expecting you to look at the sky tonight and give it a moment of thought…

Why I am obsessed with time travel… and why you should be, too


Being an avid reader/writer of cool science fiction stories, admiring traveling and having very little money most of the time could very well be used to describe some of my traits. I know I sound like a broke geek with the above description but I assure you I have a lot of other non-geeky qualities and likes, such as;….errr…..hmmm…..well….fantasizing about historical events.

Ok, now you can see how  my traits and time traveling meet up at a common point. Here’s why I can’t seem to keep myself away from thinking or writing about it:

  • I’ve always been a time-traveller, right from my birth to my current age. Although, I’ve only managed to travel forward in time in this period, it’s still a thing I’ve been doing so well for so long. And guess what? You’re just like me! (unless you are Benjamin Button)
  • There are endless possibilities in time travel and a whole, massive history of interesting times and events you can visit. You can run along dinosaurs, be on the Titanic when it sank, witness your grandpa hitting on your grannie or simply watch a good football match that you’ve missed,…live….
  • Paradoxes! Who doesn’t love a good time-travel paradox? Imagine, what would happen if you went back in time and shot Hitler before he rose into power? Hmmm…since you changed history by killing him, he wouldn’t have risen to power and we wouldn’t have heard about him in our time in the first place so that you couldn’t have gone back in time to kill him….Nice, right? What if you accidentally killed one of your ancestors? It’s good thought practice. Isn’t it?
  • You can read or write without paying attention to grammar as the statement “I’ll see you yesterday” would still be technically correct.
  • Believe me, there is always a good story in time travel. and tragedy. and mystery. and humor. and… every kind of emotion that you want to experience.
  • The best thing is that when you (read or write about) time travel, you won’t be spending a single penny. It’s indeed the cheapest way of vagabonding.

Can’t time-travel? Then, live your life to the fullest, make excellent memories, make love, take selfies (not necessarily in that order) and revisit your memories, thinking about all when you get older.

Future technology #165 -Selpheres: Selfie Spheres replace Selfie Sticks


By the summer of 2019, you won’t need long, monkey-like arms or metal rods to take good selfies.The Selpheres, which will be in the form of mini death stars, will float around and take snapshots of you, for you. They will be programmable and will have a direct link to your smart phone, sending the best shots for you to choose from. All you will have to do is put on your best smile and look at the bashed-in spot on the sphere, where the camera lens is located.

A year later, an upgraded version Selphere S (free software upgrade with proof of purchase) will be on the market, which will be capable of 3D photo rendering, video shooting and adding cheesy frames around your photos.Moreover, upon enabling the “duck face” or “fish gape” functions, selfie lovers won’t have to pose like their favorite cute creatures. The changes will be automatically applied to the pics, preventing the need for a plastic surgeon’s scalpel in the future, for having done so many face twists when taking selfies.

Source: My wild imagination

Future technology #243 -Eye Lens Filters for enhanced view

By 2027, eye implants in the form of lenses, featuring filters (like Instagram) will be quite possible and popular especially amongst social media addicts. The early lenses will only have eight inter-switchable filters and tints, allowing the viewer to enjoy a scene in various forms. More advanced versions of the lens, which will be available the following year, will have additional modes; like the night-view or the kaleidoscope feature, enabling implanted people seeing the world as never seen before.


Colors of Time (Sample)


Do you believe in time travel? Have you ever wondered why people go back in time and rarely forward, in movies? Some might think that this is because the future is uncertain while the past had already taken its place in history and it’s also easier and more entertaining to rewrite the past than imagining the future, altering one tiny event in the past and changing the future. Actually, that’s true, but to what extent? You may have heard of the butterfly effect; when a tiny change in one state of a deterministic nonlinear system would result in huge different outcomes in a later state. Just like a butterfly flapping its wings at a specific location and time, causing a hurricane thousands of miles away, perhaps a week later. Let me give you an example or rather something that really happened. Something that only a handful of people know the real reason behind a major event in history: World War I.

In 1914, a young Serbian nationalist assassinated the archduke of Austria-Hungary which led to the breaking out of one of the most destructive wars in history. Could it have been prevented in any way by going back in time? Perhaps by killing the young Serbian before he acted? It’s not as you think! In fact, there had already been an intervention by a time-travelling agent, who had to remain in the shadows at the time. You know, not to interfere directly. Did the agent want to start a war that claimed millions of lives? Was he evil in nature? Of course not, but he didn’t have a choice. If he hadn’t acted the way he did, the world population would have been reduced by 92% because of a pandemic, which would have commenced, had the archduke continued to live. It was believed at the time that Franz Ferdinand, the archduke had been trying to cultivate black roses and for that era, the appearance of a black rose meant war and destruction. Anyway, if the archduke hadn’t been killed, he would have been successful in growing a black rose, resulting in more than half of Europe covered in fields of black roses. You see, all those fields of black roses would have triggered a world-wide pandemic: A lethal disease spread by the pollens of the hellish flower. We only survived thanks to the actions of that time-travelling agent, who had to choose between the annihilation of the human race and sacrificing millions of lives through a world war. He did fine and prevented our total annihilation but he had made some mistakes as well and the details of those mistakes were written all over history. Those with some deduction skills can interpret history correctly and spot them: The agent had recruited seven Serbian nationals and convinced them to take out the archduke by giving them nationalistic pep talks. He also gave cyanide pills to each of the men to be consumed after their assassination attempts whether they succeeded or not. The initial plan seemed perfect. These seven, armed with bombs and pistols, would scatter along the road from the station in Sarajevo through Appel Quay, the main road which would be followed by archduke’s driver and attempt to assassinate the archduke on the way. If one failed, any of the others would have been able to finish him off. There were seven of them after all. The first two assassins were too scared to act, but the third one named Čabrinović hurled his bomb to the archduke’s car but failed miserably as it bounced off the folded back cover of the car, rolling under the next car before it went off. After his failed attempt, Čabrinović swallowed his cyanide pill and jumped into the Miljacka River, trying to ensure his demise. The cyanide pill just made him vomit and he was fished out of the shallow river by the police. He really hadn’t thought of the hot, dry summer to affect the water levels of the river to that extent. The water level had reached only up to cover his ankles. But, why hadn’t the pill worked. And it wasn’t only him who was unfortunate with the poison. On the return trip of the archduke, Gavrilo Princip, who had missed a chance before, succeeded in shooting both Franz Ferdinand and his wife Sophie, killing them both. He consumed the cyanide pill which made him throw up all over the place. Can you guess why the pills hadn’t worked as they should have? The answer is simple: They were expired! The agent had brought the pills from his timeline in the future and going back in time ruined them. There’s a lesson to be learned here: Taking medication or food with you and travelling through time will ruin them. So, don’t prepare yourself a cheese sandwich and leap through time.

I can almost hear you asking how I come to know all this stuff. Well, I was recruited myself to be a time-travelling agent last year or next year, depending on your place in the timeline or your perception of it. Before going on with my story, let me tell you about some stuff involving the basics of time travel and some facts, too:

  1. Time is a two-way street where you can go back or forward. But going back is risky and not preferred as the tiniest thing altered may lead to a world-wide catastrophe. So, after every major event in the present, TTA’s (short for time-travelling agents) leap forward in time and report the outcomes of that specific event. If the outcome is greatly undesirable, we are sent back in time to our present for corrections or minor altercations.

  2. Observing the future and altering the present, not the past is also a good idea in terms of avoiding time paradoxes as they are almost always related with the past. One tiny change in the past affects the present and may create a paradox, but a huge change in the present only results in the future to be rewritten. You’ll certainly think I am contradicting myself when you read my next point, but I am not, as time; the past, the present and the future, although ubiquitous, flows only forward.

  3. Timeline has been pre-recorded and it seems like we are living through the replays. The past, the present and the future exists on the same plane so there’s no such thing as a self-visitation paradox, meaning you can travel through time, find yourself in another time and even slap your double. I ensure you; the world will not end in total chaos. This is not a desirable action, though as your past or future self can recognize you and will live the rest of his, her or your days trying to figure out what had really happened. And that will certainly change the future.

  4. Consumables, especially food and medicine which are carried through time will certainly deteriorate and will cease functioning like they should as I mentioned earlier with the cyanide pills. Non-consumables just risk to be considered being out of time if seen by the locals of that time period.

  5. Time travels for everyone but not everyone can travel through time. You have to have a special, dormant gene called the TDG in your DNA. Only 0.2% of the world population has it. I’m one of the lucky ones. However, the gene is not enough on its own to leap through time. Other things are needed like a drug injected into your system which awakens the gene’s functionality.

  6. A TTA can travel through time more or less twenty-five to thirty times. Exceeding thirty trips will affect the TTA’s sanity. Have you seen any lunatics travelling through time?

  7. All TTA’s have to keep diaries of daily events as a reminder of the current flow of time or maybe because we like talking like: “Oh! I did that tomorrow.” No, seriously, after making a few trips in time, a TTA will get confused about the major events or the history itself.

  8. Group time travel, although possible, is not advised. It’s kind of like one person, one job kind of thing. This is no get-away weekend with friends.

  9. A TTA should study the events along with the surroundings of the specific time very well and dress, act etc. accordingly. Wearing a leopard print bikini in the age of cavemen might just work when trying to blend in, while doing that in the Victorian era in England will certainly end in unwanted ways for the TTA.

  10. Most of us are amazed by mythology, right? Mythological events and characters are mostly true, but forgotten or deliberately twisted through history. What would you think if I told you that the mega god Zeus was actually an electrician in the 2070’s? A TTA who could hurl wireless electrically charged thunderbolts?

  11. The organization behind time-travelling falsifies records and rewrites history when it’s absolutely necessary by paying off the right people at the right times. Some events in history are altered on purpose in order not to cause havoc or raise questions

    Now, let me tell you my story starting with my recruitment and my adventures before I succumb into total lunacy and become far less credible.


    It all started on a cold winter night in 2016. I can’t give you an exact date as I wasn’t keeping a diary at the time. I was home after a super ordinary day and I heard a gentle knock on the door. That was strange. I had never had visitors before. I had been an outcast through my whole life. My mum and dad were both highly respected professors of physics and art history consecutively. They had always been strict, very strict about my education. I went to all the best schools and I was constantly homeschooled by them, which resulted in me excelling in every subject, ranging from Science to Arts. I now know that it wasn’t the best of ideas trying to connect to your primary school friends by constantly jabbering about topics ranging from black holes to the renaissance. They were more interested in farts, burps and making fun of our teacher Mr. Baxter’s huge belly and his baggy green pants. The same thing happened all over again through middle school, high school and even college, the only thing that changed was my classmates’ idea of having fun conversations. That’s my story of how I became a reject from society. For me, the world was much more than “The adventures of Burt Simpson, the spiky-haired brat!” Anyway, never got married, had any real friends or felt a connection to anyone throughout my entire life. As for family and relatives; I still receive a text message or two at New Year’s. Nothing more. So, the knock on the door had to have been a lost salesman or a drunkard who got confused. As it was night time, it was probably the latter. I opened the door without even bothering to ask who it had been. There stood a woman at the doorway. She smiled and something in my heart tingled. Her appearance had all the qualities I sought in a woman. If it wasn’t for that short brunette with glittering eyes, I could have just shut the door. 

    Hello!” she said.


    I sense that you are looking for a connection. Here I am!”

    Huh?” I said although I clearly heard what she had said.

    Won’t you invite me in?” She bit her lower lip. “It’s kind of cold out here.”

    That was then when I realized she didn’t have a coat on. She was wearing a blue dress and matching high-heels without anything else to protect her from the freezing weather. I was about to stick my head out to check for a vehicle that dropped her off when she said:

    Nobody dropped me off. Can I come in now, please?” She touched one of her weird-looking ear-rings.

    She appeared to have read my mind and used the magic word “please” at the same time. That was the only word I had a weakness for and it came from a beautiful woman, inappropriately dressed for a cold winter night just outside my door. I invited her in and quickly shut the door once she was inside. She took off her high heels and carefully placed them in the show cabinet I had in the corner. She had to have seen me not wearing shoes in the house, I thought, but that still didn’t shed any light to how she knew about the well-concealed shoe cabinet behind the door. She started walking to my living room as if she had known where exactly to go and settled on the armchair, opposite the one that I always nestled in. I was hesitant in following her. This had to be a weird dream.

    You’re not having a dream and I’m certainly not a mind reader.” She said from her chair without even looking back at me.

    You would say exactly the same thing if I were dreaming.” I said, not really making any sense.

    Ok, then do what you were thinking about. Pinch yourself!”

    I was still behind her without any chance for her to see me and my hand was resting on my arm, ready to pinch myself. I did it anyway and felt a soft pain on the spot. I walked to the armchair opposite her and sat down before I asked her:

    Do we know each other?”

    We did, we do and we will.” She chuckled.

    What does that even mean? Which of my –“I couldn’t finish the sentence which was almost instantly completed by the woman.

    “– friends played a prank on you?” She smiled. “You don’t have friends.”

    I just stared at her. “Of course I have friends.” I said in an unconvincing tone.

    I’m a time traveler. You can call me White.” She introduced herself.

    I nodded at her but not because I accepted what she had told me. I did that because of the absurdity of the idea.

    I spent a good deal of time to appear to you as someone you would like and not turn me away. Hence, the hair, the make-up and even the color of my dress.” She explained.

    I’m guessing that you shrank yourself, too.” The lame joke I made was ignored. “OK. Let’s say I believe you. Why are you here? I’m nobody significant. Are you here to give me the winning numbers for next week’s lottery?”

    Oh! I’ll do that just before I leave as an incentive for you to join us.” She smiled. “And it will also be the final proof that I’m telling the truth.”

    Hmmm!” I reacted, not because I believed her but because I was enjoying the conversation we were having. “Would you like a drink before I listen to your story?”

    Sure. We can share the bottle of the blueberry wine you have in your fridge.”

    She knew about the wine in the fridge, too. This was getting kind of weird, but not the freaky kind of weird. I nodded, got up and went directly to the kitchen. I wanted to play a little game on her, to prove that she was having me on. Once I was in the kitchen, I gently closed the door so I could not be seen and grabbed the bread knife and pricked my left shoulder, making a tiny cut under my t-shirt. I would tell her that I cut myself and ask her exactly where I nicked myself. If she was indeed a time traveler or had this conversation with me before, she would know. “Got you!” I murmured to myself before I opened the fridge for the wine.

    “……….. the eggs!” White shouted from the living room. With the closed door muffling her voice, I was unable to make out the first word which sounded like “sign” or “find”. Whatever that meant. At that instant, something fell off from the fridge as I was closing its door. A couple of carelessly placed eggs had fallen, making a mess on the floor. Her voice had distracted me, I thought. I wouldn’t let the eggs fall if I hadn’t been trying to make out what she said. Then, it occurred to me, she had told me to “Mind the eggs!” I left the floor in its messy state and poured the wine equally into two glasses. I wasn’t sure if I needed to carry on with the little game I had planned for her, anymore. I took the glasses and went to the living room. White was holding patch of bandage in her hand that she handed me after I set aside the wine glasses.

    It’s for your shoulder.” She said. “Keep it pressed for a moment. It has antiseptic on it.”

    I took the bandage and applied it on my tiny cut before I settled into my chair.

    Need more proof?” She asked me as she reached for the wine glass. She began talking again before I could answer.

    You peed this afternoon exactly at 4:52 for 18 seconds and you’ll empty your bladder again in 54 minutes and 10 seconds later for 21 seconds.”

    I don’t really keep track of my bathroom time but I did pee this afternoon.” I took a sip of my wine. “You surely didn’t come here to chat about my bladder, Ms. White. Are you from the future?”

    Time is a plane which goes both ways. So, you can say that!” Small wrinkles appeared on the sides of her eyes as she smiled. She was probably older than she seemed. “Or, I am from the past for that matter.”

    You are not my great-grandmother or my daughter, are you?” I said as I took another mouthful of the blueberry wine and allowed it to sizzle into my mouth. “You know, travelled through time to warn me about something.”

    You’re right, grandpa!” She chuckled. “I travelled from the future to warn you about the unsteady eggs in your fridge. However, I have failed my mission.” She stopped smiling and stared at my face for a reaction, which I provided her with a smile of my own.