My friend recently became the Supreme Leader of Earth. He was just an average joe, average height, average voice and an average job - a journalist. But few months ago he found something that changed his life. I mean to know what that is.
"Sir, you may proceed." His butler shows me the way. I proceed through a grand hall. It is filled with photographs of himself and his wives - a total hundred by now - not to count his concubines.
I enter a huge chamber. He is sitting ij the middle of a huge bath soaked in foam. Women surround him washing from each end. "How are you, Dhruv?"
"I'm fine, Akash. Well, not as fine as you." I see all around me. The architecture - the sculpting - it is so classic. "Well, how is your end of journalism going?" Akash asked.
"Well, since you were gone. It grew exponentially. You were just the bad omen." Akash smirks.
Dhruv bursts into laughter. "Oh come-on. You one and the same sarcastic asshole. Very much the same."
"Well, most sales are centered around you. You spawned and took the world under your feet in a couple of seconds. It is hitting the news everywhere and yet nobody opposes you. They are just surprised. And funny thing is, nobody has any clue how you pulled it off." It's hard to keep my eyes focused when there are so many girls surrounding him. Journalists like me live in complete isolation of the world, let alone girls. A harem is so out of reach.
"You see them all. They are my slaves. You must have already heard the air around it. But do you know why I married so many women?" He asked. His hands were wrapped around the hair of an Asian one.
"You must be trying to pull some stunt. Like, I married so and so, so now the group of people would feel represented." My eyes wander and my voice wanders with it.
He stood up. The women behind him bring towels to cover and clean him. "You are the same genius as you were, Akash. Exactly. King Solomon married around 700 women and had around 300 concubines. As the story goes, he did so to secure alliances with foreign powers. There is nothing foreign in my case, but the idea is evergreen." The women wrap a robe around him. He walks towards me and directs from his hand, "Let's go! We have a lot to talk about."
We move through his corridor. It is shaped like parabola extending into a pipe.
"Akash, I summoned you because I want you to join me. You have been my friend, helped me in the hard times ---"
"Especially after Riya."
"-- Yeah! Yeah! After Riya - yes! But, the point is, I want you, here, as my courtier."
"Sounds delightful." I nodd. I am happy beyond capacity but I must not have any expressions leak out onto the face.
"Do you know how I became the Supreme Leader of all Earth?" He pulled me into a cabin. As he turned the switch on, the light fell upon a gold cylindrical thin --
"It is a cigarette. Truly, it is a genie summoning cigarette." My pupils are shrunk and eyes wide. There is a visible confusion on every bit of body.
"On a very average journalistic day, I bought a pack of cigarettes. I took my bike and drove towards the beach, my ideal spot for smoking my worries out.
The pack I opened had a complete gold cigarette in it. At first, I have like it feels like real gold, I could sell it. But second thoughts came to my mind and ultimately I decided to smoke it off first.
I burned the tip, inhaled the smoke generously to get all that gold into my lungs and exhaled. The only thing is, te exhaled gas went up and turned blue. It was genie, emerging through my cigarette.
Before I could ask the 'whys' in my mind, I thought off the 'hows' I could use to profit from the genie. And the genie repeated his obvious statements. You have three wishes. I cannot make you love someone, blah - blah - blah."
"To make sure that I am completely following, what you are telling me is that, that cigarette summoned you a genie. And that genie, gave you this empire.
The first thing that came to your mind after seeing a genie spawned in front of you was become the top of the human food chain. Sounds about right.
Considering the abrupt and sudden nature of it all, I think that is a pretty good explanation." I'm amused. As ridiculous everything sounds, it is not as ridiculous as what is happening in the whole world for the past few months.
Dhruv picks the cigarette and hands it in my hand. "The company which made this particular cigarette pack is now extinct. My research on it gave me nothing.
So I want you to research the company. You were always clever. You were a better than detectives when it came to solving intricate and woven problems. I can only trust someone of your caliber.
I want you to be the Head of Investigation in my rule. Use whatever force you need to, but find them."
I roll the cig around to see the name. It was written in a bold font - 'THE CANCER COUGH'. "What kind of name is that?" Words leave me lips.
"So, will you take the offer?"
"100%. Let's talk paycheck and also, a harem." I say abruptly.
"Everything will be arranged." He smiles and walks away.
--- To be continued !!
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