Operation TESLA
Posted by adrainsean on January 18, 2008
An hour ago,frankel had been on the holovision stage being introduced in team beta.”It’s 200 years since the birth of Nikola Tesla in 1856″.The announcer then said “Now the Zulu of our time is sending three teams of time travelers to find the legendary inventor’s lost paper on wireless transmission,without which practical use of MOFDM(multiple orthogonal frequency division multiplexing) is nothing but dream and so is the idea of transmitting terabytes of data every second,death rays and it’s energy before it gets lost in the universe .
Frankel i snor teleported to Tesla’s Manhattan,walking north of fourth avenue from route no.66 towards the entrance to James park.Massive yellow-black taxis zoomed across the streets.A cop in black uniform checked him out,then walked passed him stating he is clean.Frankel was still worried “Haven’t heard from Watkins yet?”he said to the phone buried deep in to his three inch collar.
He could hear Jhonson’s annoyance through his ear piece “I told you dead spots are inevitable,even with main transmission in Empire States Building.These phones maybe outdated for 2056,but remember you are in 1937.” “Okay”,Frankel agreed reluctantly. He was grateful the rules let them use technology ahead of their time.Image mobile phones made out of vacuum tubes!.
Getting colors of women fashion maybe difficult, but team beta got it all right with black suits,white shirts and red tie.Yet the team alpha has not arrived on time.
“Do you see Tesla yet?”Jhonson’s voice hissed through his ear piece.”He should be near the public library feeding the pigeons”.Inside the park,frankel looked east towards the library.A tall,lean elderly man was on the bench bobbing pigeons.Frankel recognized him as Tesla .”I see him walking, where is Watkins?.Haven’t heard from him in last 15 minutes.” “That’s when he went to Hotel Big Apple.I watched him from Cult Rane Drugs store across the Seventh Plam Avenue.I am having helping myself with a little 1909 Barely Cognac.”
“The hotel is a 43 storyed complex building and something must be blocking the weak transmission lines.I will tell him you have spotted Tesla.if i can’t get his phone i will head for Tesla’s room myself,I have tools to get there.” “but what if we can’t get you? Frankel questioned.The whole operation depended on everyone keeping in contact with each other so that the copy of the paper can be made and sent over to the prefixed retrieved point.The retrieval points shall be lost if even a single link is lost.
“Don’t worry nobody’s watching back here.We are perfectly safe no one can eavesdrop on our calls,just keep a eye on Tesla.” “O.K” Frankel agreed watching a old man is the easiest part of the whole operation.The only object of the operation was to retrieve the lost paper which hold the key to the future wireless technology.Watkins and Jhonson thought the document was in the hotel room in which Tesla lived.The old fashioned mechanical locks were a easy pick,the search for the paper now started.Frankel settled down on the bench keeping a discreet eye on Tesla.The inventor was engrossed in the pigeons,as he knew each one of them.Frankel opened a copy of THE SUN,the headlines ranged from world politics ,sport.Roosevelt talking on radio telephone with British prime minister Neville Chamber line about the where abouts of Adolf Hitler.the lower half of the page covered a follow up on the police interrogation of Belle-Vue hospital staff about the three lunatics who had escaped from the asylum ward yesterday.
Getting the view of time, the time was for another status check.”The inventor still feeding the birds and three cops walking alongside him” Frankel said to his collar.Nobody replied ,that was odd”Jhonson,watkins!are you there?”.thinking that police might have caught them trying to break into scientist’s room he buried himself in the newspaper and started speaking again “Jhonson,Watkins?do you copy?Rendezvous point is only 15 minutes away!report quickly.”
A heavy hand clamped down on Frankel’s right shoulder.” All right pal,we’ll take you back to a nice padded cell said one of the three policemen standing around him.They pulled away his newspaper and got him handcuffed with his hands behind his back,pulled out his wallet but not his transmitter sewn to his jacket collar.”Jhonson,Watkins help”.”if that’s your pals from Belle-Vue they are already in precinct talking to themselves………. just like you .”
Frankel shivered “They caught team Alpha, now they have got me,”he said into his collar phone.”i don’t no what tipped them off.”
The policemen rolled his eyes and pushed him into the state corrections ‘407 convict’ transport van to the Sheriff’s County Barrack.
amIT singh
IT,manIT,bhopal
02 September, 2007
11:33:43
****dis peice is slightly inspired/adapted (dunno which word suits da situation) frm” genius and insane” by O Henry(William Sidney Porter
