10

The efforts

Till that time, I was trying to make sense of what was happening to me. It is untrue that people who are in my condition cannot think. I thought hard about what had happened to me. I concluded that The-light had put a chip on me when she was at the Institute. That she was a part of an organization which was making a prototype of the human brain. It needed data from special minds like me. The chip relayed back this data to the prototype machine. How else could I explain my situation! There must be some device which was connecting me to these people and which could pass current through me. It had to be a chip of some sort which we could not see.

My sole aim now was to find out the reasons for my situation. That is to find the chip. One day I was sitting on my chair and a whole lot of current was passing through me. I felt as if my face had changed into the face of The-light. That our connection was so strong, I could feel her inside me. I deduced that by generating voltage in the opposite direction, I could cancel this current.

I started searching for current passing devices which could do this. There were some DIY devices available in the market but they had to be imported from America. I did not have a credit card then so I asked one of my friends to import it for me. My friend got an inkling of my condition and he somehow dissuaded me from buying any such device. I had no other way to buy the devices so I looked for other things.

By now, the devil and his colleagues had come to me as young men and women. They tried to buck me up with my work. They discussed how to complete my PhD. They were also trying to tell me to work on other things with my mind. I would sit at the tea shop and discuss with them on different ideas and concepts. Each faculty, the devil, the captain, the wheelchair man, would come into my mind and tell me how well I could do in my life if I worked. They showed me money in my mind and how I could earn it by working hard.

I would work on the model too sometimes. I was trying to bring in another sector in the model. It was not clear to me that I would not be able to do it sitting in my room. A US based lab had developed the model. Changing the model on the excel sheet would not be enough. The-light didn’t want me to write to the senior in Delhi about it. I just kept working on it on my own.

The RTI I had filed with MNRE came back with the reply. They sent me the list of websites which I already knew. I wanted the details of the bid. I got frustrated with the reply. I decided to write to SECI and ask them to arrange for the data. I wrote an email to SECI detailing all my questions and waited for an answer.

It then occurred to me that if a chip of this power exists in the world, the American experts will know about it. Hence, I designed an economic experiment on the collusion work I had done. A chip like the one on me would be used in such an experiment. I sent the experiment to some of the prominent experts in the field. Professors from Harvard and Princeton replied back to me praising my experiment and telling me that it showed potential. I then asked them if they had heard of any chip which could do this work. They said they hadn’t but pointed me to the work of some economists who had done similar experiments on collusion. One of the professors famously known as Prof. Chip in Sweden replied back that even though a chip like this did not exist, he would like to make one.

I researched on the composition of this chip. An X-ray scan would find the chip. I also deduced that if the chip was somewhere in the brain, it should be detected in the MRI or CT scan. I went to a private hospital in the city to do an MRI scan of my brain. I waited anxiously for the results. When I asked the doctor if there was a chip in my brain, he said no. I then asked The-light in my mind where she had put the chip. I had to do an X ray scan of the place. She told me it was in my ear. I went to the hospital again. The results were negative. Next day she told me that the chip was in my hand. I made an excuse of an accident and went to the hospital again. The X ray scan of my hands did not yield any result. Finally, I did a CT scan few days later but that too came out to be negative. This perplexed me. What was this chip made of!

I had applied to a conference in Europe and they had accepted my abstract. Two months ago, I had also paid the fees for the conference which was a good amount keeping in view my stipend. I had also booked the flight tickets. Days later, when I opened my mailbox, I saw a mail from the conference organizer. He had listed the details of the speakers and asked me to be present tomorrow. I looked at the date and realized that I had missed the flight and forgotten to prepare a presentation.

I then searched for devices which could read electrical signals. This was because I felt the chip was operating through electromagnetic signals. If I could catch the signals, I could at least prove there was a chip in me. I was eager to prove it. On ebay, there were such devices which could catch electromagnetic signals. I bought them. In my room, I put the device close to my body. They would not give any signal. One night, the tea stall owner who was giving me Tiffin, came to my room. I tested the device on his body as well to get a baseline. It was the same. I had no extra signals. I was disappointed and was getting more anxious.

 I knew of devices called the Faraday cage which stopped electromagnetic radiation. I decided to build one. I went to the market to buy cardboard boxes and aluminum sheets and created a small faraday cage. I put the cage on my head and tested it using the device I had bought to test electromagnetic signals and my mobile phone. The mobile phone signal towers lowered. The cage was working. I made a small space below my cupboard, a place which was big enough for me to sit. I covered it with aluminum sheets and tested if the electromagnetic signals decreased. The results were not very positive. By then I had decided to build a big faraday cage as high as my ceiling fan so that I could at least sit in it and work on my thesis.

I went to the carpenter’s shop with the design of the cage. He told me he could make it. I was very happy but then something happened which stopped this activity.


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