Calgary to Shimla (Experimental)

Morning :

In a cozy corner of his apartment, Aarav stumbled out of bed, rubbing his eyes like a bear emerging from hibernation. He shuffled to the kitchen, looking more like a sleep-deprived scientist than a tech wizard.

He clicked buttons on his coffee machine, making his morning pick-me-up while reading something on his phone.

The phone had an article full of strange computer stuff that looked like a secret code. Aarav's face scrunched up like he was solving a tricky riddle as he read it. Then, he made a hush-hush call, whispering in tech language, as if sharing a secret code himself.

After the call, a mysterious grin flashed across Aarav's face, like he'd cracked a puzzle. With his stuff in tow, he dashed out, stepping into the city's rhythm, carrying the mystery of that article and call along with him.

The office :

Aarav stepped into the big office building where he worked for the pharma company. George, the friendly peon, greeted him with a big smile.

"Morning, Mr. Aarav," George beamed.

"Good morning, George," Aarav replied, returning a small smile.

In his corner space, Aarav settled among his screens and papers. Soon, Sam, his talkative colleague, strolled over.

"Hey, Aarav! Ready for another adventurous day?" Sam grinned, his energy infectious.

"Morning, Sam. Let's make today count," Aarav responded, a touch of determination in his voice.

Their brief chat held a depth—a silent understanding between Sam's enthusiasm and Aarav's focused demeanor. Despite their differences, there was a kind of harmony in their approach to the day ahead.

As they went their separate ways, Aarav dove into his work, while the echoes of Sam's cheerful presence lingered in the office, adding a touch of vibrancy to the otherwise quiet space.

A Strange Call :

Amidst the hum of keyboards and muted office chatter, Aarav, immersed in his work, felt his phone vibrate discreetly. With a sense of intrigue, he picked up the call, his expression quickly shifting from calmness to shock. His complexion turned pale, a sudden tension gripping his features.

Abruptly ending the call, Aarav's face reflected a mixture of fear and disbelief. He lowered his head onto his desk, his forehead inadvertently pressing against the keyboard. The office computer emitted a series of "beep beep" sounds in response to the accidental keystrokes.

After a couple of minutes, Aarav lifted his head. The strange beeping stopped. He looked shaken, like something had scared him.

Suddenly, the peon, George, noticed the weird sounds and hurried over.

"Hey, Aarav, what's up?" George asked, worried.

The Boss's Summons :

The next day, Aarav strolled into the office, going through his usual routine. But his mind was stuck on that weird call from the stranger. Lost in thought, he sat at his desk, trying to figure out what in the world had happened.

Just then, like a tornado of chatter, Sam zoomed in, disrupting Aarav's contemplation.

"Hey, Aarav! The boss wants us in his cabin. Probably to discuss our heroic tech skills!" Sam announced, with a grin that could light up a room.

Aarav raised an eyebrow, half-smiling at Sam's exaggerated excitement. "Hope it's not about the office coffee machine again. Last time it was brewing trouble!" Aarav quipped, trying to add a bit of humor.

Together, they sauntered off to the boss's cabin, their contrasting personalities creating an odd but amusing duo, like Batman and the Joker teaming up for an office adventure.

The Boss's Revelation :

Aarav and Sam walked into their boss Miguel Torres' cabin, expecting a regular day of work. However, they were met with a surprising sight—Mr. Torres wore a pensive expression, and his usually cheerful face looked unusually blue with worry.

"Please, have a seat," Mr. Torres gestured, his tone heavy with concern.

Sam, always the curious one, broke the silence, "Hey, boss, what's up? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Mr. Torres sighed, "Not good news, I'm afraid. There's a big problem on the horizon, and I believe only you and Aarav can tackle it."

Aarav's mind churned with thoughts, his eyes closing momentarily as if processing a flood of information. In that brief moment, he seemed lost in his thoughts, the gears in his mind whirring with possibilities.

Both of you need to head to Shimla, Mr. Torres asserted with a grave tone. Everything you need to know will become clear once you're on-site.

Suddenly, snapping back to reality, Aarav questioned with a furrowed brow, "Shimla, India? Why do we have to go there? What's the problem?"

Arrival :

After a long flight from Canada to India, Aarav and Sam stepped off the plane, engaging in a hushed conversation while walking through the airport.

"Alright, Sam, spill it. What do you think is going on in Shimla?" Aarav queried, his tone a mix of seriousness and jest.

"I'm betting it's an alien invasion. You know, the pharma company secretly developing super-alien drugs," Sam joked, grinning mischievously.

Aarav chuckled, "Well, if that's the case, I hope they're friendly aliens. Don't need a cosmic showdown on our hands."

As they bantered about the mystery awaiting them, a young Indian girl holding a board with their names caught their attention.

Hey?" Sam quipped in his playful tone. "Yeah, that's us, the clueless duo," he added.

I'm Sam. I deal with tech mishaps and occasional coffee tragedies," Sam chuckled, extending a friendly hand.

Aarav chimed in, offering his hand, "And I'm Aarav, the silent crusader against cyber mysteries."

Maya greeted them warmly, "Nice to meet you both. I'm Maya, your navigator.

Aarav grinned, "Well, let's hope for fewer villains and more tea breaks."

Maya laughed, "Tea breaks we can manage, but for coffee, there're only Timmies in Delhi."

Sam winked, "Ah, too bad! I was hoping to grab a double-double at Timmies!"

Aarav chuckled, "Guess we'll have to settle for a 'Tim' instead of 'Timmies.' Who knows, they might have a secret stash of maple syrup!"

En Route to Shimla :

"So, Maya, what's the deal with being a research scientist at the Shimla facility?" Sam asked, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

Maya chuckled, "Ah, well, I'm in the land of test tubes and eureka moments, trying to make sense of scientific chaos!"

Aarav joined in, "Impressive! I'm the stealthy code-wrangler in the digital jungle, untangling the mysteries of tech."

Sam grinned, "Ah, the master of tech mysteries! I'm the caffeine-fueled tech wizard with a knack for creating controlled chaos!"

Laughter echoed through the car as they exchanged playful banter. Aarav leaned in, "But honestly, decoding tech glitches feels like being a detective with invisible clues."

Maya nodded, "Absolutely! Understanding cellular dynamics is like trying to solve a scientific Rubik's Cube—every twist leads to a new challenge!"

Sam quipped, "And I turn those coffee disasters into brilliant solutions! My secret ingredient? More coffee!"

Amidst the jokes, Maya playfully added, "In the lab, we may not have superpowers, but we're scientists—it's almost the same thing!"

Their banter oscillated between light-hearted jests and moments of insightful humor, creating a blend of camaraderie and wit as they traversed towards Shimla.