“Honey, its getting late! Can you come to sleep?” She said, half asleep already, her head turned away on the pillow, her body tucked in a duvet,eventhough it was a hot sweltering summer night.
“Just a few minutes more!”He said, as he carefully checked his voice of any signs of exasperation.The last thing he wanted was to get his wife pissed off before they went to sleep.
“This is important, Goddammit! The silly woman wouldn’t understand why” he grumbled to himself, as he straddled his laptop on the bed, on which he had opened at least 20 tabs of Reddit and Cracked.But why was it important, he couldn’t exactly explain it to himself, or to anyone else.
He went through the tabs with great ease and efficiency, opening/navigating multiple tabs,multiple streams of information and parallel processing and assimilating multiple yet disparate streams of information with swift practiced keystrokes and swipes of the touchpad.
He was frighteningly good at this…this activity, which consumed much of his waking hours.This activity in which he devoured huge amounts of pointless information and pictures of cats and memes and rage comics.
His wife was used to this.She was a meme too, and she knew it, but could do little about it.
She had gotten used to falling asleep bathed in the bright blue glare of the laptop screen.
She would fall asleep all alone,even with him next to her, but him not being there entirely at all.
She would sometimes berate him, sometimes plead, sometimes just pray that he would change.
Then it finally happened, in the most unexpected way ever, but she would never be aware of it.
When he was swimming in the sea of information, time stopped.
But more importantly, everything stopped-time, emotions,physical needs-He was in hyperspace, cruising at the speed of light, but unlike what einstein said, he didn’t feel any heavier.
This was the closest thing he had ever expeienced to a religious experience-the closest thing to a Flow state.
All of a sudden, something inside him just clicked-physically he felt a sensation of a great amount of time pass by, as if turning the pages of the calendar and going a year ahead.
His body shrank a little-his spine sagged, his right knee began to glower with a dull ache that he used to get only when he exercised too much.His muscles felt sapped of energy, but just a little bit, and innately he knew how much energy he had lost – a year’s worth in a minute.
He could feel the loss of efficiency of all his organs-his liver would no longer tolerate the same amount of alcohol he used to have usually.His pancreas was threatening him to reduce his sugar intake, and his kidneys were pleading him to drink more fluids.
His fingers went through his hair, and easily pulled out a clump of it-amongst which some where already grey.
He felt his gums recede a little, his incipient caries advance further a little, and felt a loss in his hearing.His back felt stiff, his feet hurt and he felt tired.
He wasn’t saddened by this sudden transformation-these physical changes were accompanied by a few mental ones as well.
His body and mind had slowed, but that was not necessarily a bad thing.
His brain seemed to work better-slower, but more prodding, and patient-his synapses were firing steadily, his hemispheres in sync and communicating well.
He felt equanamity, and peace that one could only find within, and his ego shrank a little He grew stoic and accepting of his condition.
Inexplicably he felt that he had grown wiser-and he knew by how much too.
He had grown weaker exactly by one year-his body knew it, and he had grown wiser by exactly one year, and his mind knew it, and his soul had grown peaceful by much more, because both body and mind knew of where they were.
And a sudden realisation dawned on him at the middle of that hot summer night-today was his birthday, and he had gotten the best present of all.
He closed all the tabs, shut down his laptop and quietly snuggled next to his wife and slept a deep dreamless sleep.