Time Machine

Mom and Dad just went off to a party and as it is with me, I hate those boring parties where you have to go and put on a fake smile on your face for everybody that comes your way. Finally, I’m free, I have the whole house to myself. Time to eat junk food and watch TV. I turn on the TV, oh great! ‘Phil of the Future’ is on and it’s the episode where Phil and his family fix their time machine and try to return back home to the year 2121. Ugh, the electricity just went off.

I lit up a candle and sat on the veranda. This is the sixth time the electricity went off today. No wonder, our poor generator’s battery is exhausted after all that power cut. Seems like the whole area’s power went off and the clouded moonlit sky just looks beautiful. Hey, here’s a crazy thought, what if I had a time machine? Wow, won’t that be just super awesome. I could go way back to the past and can travel to the high-tech future anytime I want. Let’s see who would I really like to meet? I could go back to the era of our beloved Prophet Muhammad (Peace be upon him) and actually meet him face to face. I could go back to the 15th century and meet the Renaissance man himself – Leonardo da Vinci, and be one of the first ones to witness his exquisite paintings like “The Madonna of the Rocks”, “Mona Lisa”, and of course, “The Last Supper”. Maybe I could go back to the time when the most evil man – Adolf Hitler almost tried to take over the world, and give him a piece of my mind.

I could meet many people but if I could really get hold of a time machine, I would go back to the time when I was six years old and the first person that I’d like to meet would be my Grandmother. I would go back to that memory – that very scene where my Grams told me to put my hands up for prayer and repeat after her. She told me to pray to take her away forever so she could finally rest in peace. I don’t know why she told me to utter such words that should have never been spoken. I was very young then, I didn’t know but as I grew older I realized what I had done. Somehow, I always blamed myself for my Grandmother’s death. If I had a time machine I would go back and correct that fateful mistake. Maybe then my Grams would have been here with me today.

~Tash

Circa 2003