[It is the year 2048. The world and society has transformed dramatically since more than 30 years ago. Cars no longer run on petrol and are airborne now, moving around in the air as though they were being controlled by an invisible magnet. The chromosomes/DNA codes for all living organisms have been thoroughly solved, making it possible to manipulate life and death. Earth had not fallen as prophesized in the year 2012, but continues to thrive despite the physical pollution and dwindling resources.]

[The scene starts off somewhere on the Island of Singapore.]

A man named Nimajneb walks into the Institute of General Health, Psychology Section. He appears to be calm on the outside but yet he has had a troubled life so far. Looks are deceiving. With slow but deliberate steps, he approaches the woman at the medical counter.

By now, you, who are reading this, should have realised Nimajneb is a weird name indeed and its just a mirror image of the name Benjamin. Nimajneb has been created to show the author's creative-ness and his awkward sarcasm, and of course, for entertainment's sake.

Benjamin : Hi there.

Woman/Nurse/Whatever : Hi, what can i do for you?

[short pause of approximately 5 seconds, then followed by a hesitated speech]

Benjamin : I hear you have services for memory deletion for people who wish to forget their past. Is this true?

She-who-shall-be-called-as-Nurse: Yes, that is right sir. But it is an exceedingly complicated and much-debated-about process. We will need your total consent for us to consider whether you are a legitimate person for this process.

Benjamin : Yes, i have all my particulars here, what else do you need?

[Nurse takes about 5 minutes to browse through the mess of papers...]

Nurse : That is all that is needed sir. There are 2 options:

Preferential deletion : Forget what you want to forget.
Total deletion : Forget everything.

What would you like sir?

Benjamin : Yes, i do realise that. Let me consider for awhile. I will return shortly.

[The scene ends with a man named Benjamin looking dejected, sitting down on a seat, head looking at the floor, pondering... thinking...considering...contemplating...]






[the story continues...]