Hundred Thousand Words

Yes, a hundred thousand words. That is the number of words which has been published in Antarctica Daily since its inauguration 3 years ago.

And this number calls for a change.

A massive change.

A radical change.

And the change will come. From today onwards!

Antarctica Daily was about ideas. Written ideas. But ideas should not be limited to the alphabet. Ideas should be spread by drawing or even filming.

That is why, we are utterly delighted to announce the new posting strategy of Antarctica Daily.

There will be videos. Primarily uploaded to the YouTube channel of Antarctica Studio. And then responsibly, linked to by a post from this blog.

There will also be comics. An example of which is exhibited in our homepage.

And there will also be other things, which as of now, are secrets!

The posts will be a little less frequent obviously, but at least one WILL be published per week.

Arkadeep Mukhopadhyay


Costliest Book Ever

30 February, 0164: No doubts anymore. The all new Biblioking is indeed the costliest book. It has been priced at about a trillion dollars. Here are some of the features of the book:

  • Every page of this book is a iPad. From the first one to the sixth generation jPad, every one has been included in the making of this book.
  • This book can be included in every genre in the library. It has stories which are simultaneously comedies, tragedies, romances, biographies and descriptions, both fictional and non fictional.
  • This book has a poem which is so long, that to complete it a human being has to be alive for at least a thousand years, reading a thousand pages in one thousandth of a second.
  • The book can be used as a football, baseball, basketball and also a cricket ball.
  • The book can cook food for itself as well as for you.
  • The book knows everything, you can ask it what Google does not know, and it can give you a thousand examples of the same.
  • The book is known to emotionally blackmail anyone who does not buy the book.
  • This book has been sold for over a trillion times, despite costing a hefty trillion dollars.
  • This book was written by itself.

Antarctica Daily

Arkadeep Mukhopadhyay

Silent Songs Silences Singers

30 February, 0163: They were about to call the doctors, because it felt like that their ears were not functioning. But, after an hour long self diagnosis, it turned out that it was not their ear that could not hear, but it was the song that was silent. They, by the way, were other singers. The ones who do not take pride in singing silent songs.

This new trend has flooded the market. Singers from all walks of life have started to sing silently. Their moto is, “Our song helps you listen to the natural world.” It all started when a horrible singer was being booed away from the stage. He suddenly stopped singing and started to only move his lips. His singing was so bad, that new silent version seemed to be like heaven.

It was from then that this trend caught on. Nowadays, even the top singers have started to sing silently. Few others have taken this one step further and made blank music videos to accompany their silent wonder.

This has helped the world in several weird ways, however. For example, the net consumption has been reduced worldwide as it requires less data to transfer blank music videos from the server to the client. Storage problems has also been eliminated. Best of all, the number of ear and eye problems have dropped appreciably.

Antarctica Daily

Arkadeep Mukhopadhyay

Green Square to be added to the Chess Board

30 February, 0162: Chess is a fairly easy game if you can play fairly well. If you can’t however, you can now! The Grandmasters are introducing a new set of rules in the chess. The most interesting one among them is the introduction of the Green Square.

The major concern among chess players of all ages had been the untimely consumption of vital pieces by their opponents. Despite several strategies, it has always been impossible to keep the pieces safe. That’s why the green square is added, to keep your piece 100% safe.

The placement of the square caused a little problem among the players. Since, the chessboard is symmetric sudden introduction of a single square resulted in breaking of that symmetry. Therefore, it was decided that the green square will be added outside the board.

This created another problem. There was no means of transferring a piece to that location. Here came the brilliance of Magnet Cursor. He said, that the rook could be used to transfer any other piece to that location and that the knight can jump over the imaginary water present between the board and the square.

However, there is only one green square. Hence, as soon as the game begins, both the players are engaged in a battle to conquer the square. Often, the game has ended in a stalemate while trying to conquer that square.

It is widely believed, that this rule will change the future of chess playing forever.

Antarctica Daily

Arkadeep Mukhopadhyay


Amidst Pyramids in a Jeep from Egypt (Part 7)

This is a serial. Everyday a new part will be published. This is the last part.

Continued from here.

I was not just a banker, I was a banker who was sitting on his chair, at his desk in a bank seethed with turmoil. It seemed as if, the whole bank has gone crazy. There were funds being transferred to an anonymous account and withdrawals being registered as money deposits. And it seemed to me as I was the one who was doing all this.

On my screen, were lines and lines of codes. On my side was a draped figure. Wait, what? Yep, it was a mummy. A weird headless mummy. Right by my side. “The plan is going pretty well I see.” Your sight is flawless, I thought. “I have a deal, transfer the half to that account as was the plan, and transfer the other half to mine and I will let you escape with your life.” This seemed weird to me. It was as if the mummy was changing an already existing plan. I could not remember anything. All I knew was that, a few seconds ago I was a medical student and now I was a banker. But this time, I was aware that I was dreaming. “I see, you just realized that this is a dream!” How did you know? I did not ask. “I know because, I too am a dream of yours. An ambitious dream. A dream that wants to see a richer you in the future. And hence I am motivating you to get richer.”

Everything was getting mixed up. The mummy, the bank, the codes. I  no longer knew what was going on. Too many dreams, I must have had, was my only explanation. The mummy was slowly growing a head, that looked more like the driver. I could hear the honks. I could appreciate that I was in a moving car, maybe a Jeep. I finally woke up. I was on my bed. Not in Egypt. Not in a bank. Not in a Jeep. I was indeed back at my home. Everything was so peaceful. I saw my glisteing medical books lying peacefully upon the bookshelves. It was quite sunny outside. I felt like taking a walk.

After walking for a few minutes, I walked into a McDonald’s. I ate a hearty meal. Only sad part was that I had to pay in cash, because their credit card reader was not working. This thinned my wallet appreciably. Hence, I walked into a nearby ATM.

I put in the sum I wanted to withdraw. “Your Deposit is Successful”, read the message across the ATM screen.

The End.

Arkadeep Mukhopadhyay

Amidst Pyramids in a Jeep from Egypt (Part 6)

This is a serial. Everyday a new part will be published. This is the sixth part.

Continued from here.

The bank was in my sight. I could have breached security and entered according to the original plan. But, I had a better plan. I showed my ID at the gate. I walked in legally. I sat in my desk. I started typing. Weird Codes. That will disrupt the entire system. This will result in transfer of every asset possessed by the bank to an anonymous account. AsI typed, I felt the chaos rising. People around me started facing bugs in their system. Every normal transfer seemed to get halted. Every withdrawal started getting registered as a money deposits. The bank assets were multiplying quickly. The true assets remained the same, but the imaginary assets flooded the systems. The bugs exponentiated. I was surprised at my skills to code. I had never taken any formal course on coding or programming. But there I was, manipulating databases like an expert.

All this seemed so wondrous to me, that I fell asleep in the excitement. Not an usual thing to do I know. But, I am known for doing unusual things. I was sure, I will start dreaming. And I did.

I was up this time as a Medical Student. I don’t know in which University was I pursuing my degree, but I was surely under a lot of pressure. I thought of paying a visit to Egypt, and immersing myself with the Egyptian mysteries and maybe mummies if I was lucky.

As soon as I landed in Cairo, I got a call from a driver. He was ready to transfer me to the hotel from the airport. I must appreciate the sincerity of this man. Quite punctual he was. On the way to the hotel, he took my phone number as he was impressed by the noble profession I had chosen!

Today, a few minutes ago, I got a call from him. He reported that a mummy had apparently scared him off his Jeep near a creaky bridge across a sneaky river. He wondered whether he was dead. I replied with negation. Being a medical student, it was my duty to classify the talking humans as non-dead, aka alive! He said, then I must be dreaming. To this, I could not negate so easily. Seeing a mummy in broad daylight, can indeed be the sign of a weird dream. I asked him to come to my hotel room. He said that he was Jeepless on a Carless road. I assured him that I was coming. Thus, I hired another Jeep in a mission to rescue the driver. But, almost at our destination, I saw him walking back towards our Jeep. He waved his arms wildly and we stopped.

He reported the entire incident. He said that the mummy had abducted the banker. It rarely happened, but mummies were known to abduct overseas bankers and make them steal from their own bank. I knew that was impossible. He seemed to know that it was quite possible. I didn’t argue anymore and instead said that I will find out where the Jeep went? The driver appreciated this, and said that he is willing to drive. Thus my present driver stepped off and the old driver, the one one who believed in mummy and the one who had taken my number earlier and had called me up to pick him up from this specific location, which he called as the creaky bridge across the sneaky river, ascended the driver’s seat. He said that the scenery hence was miraculous, but I was not ready for scenery, hence I slept. Before I slept however, I sent a message to the old driver’s cell phone stating that the banker might try to jump from a flight or try to crash it, should he be sent to his own country to steal from his own bank.

As I fell asleep, I drifted into a dream. A dream in which I was a banker.

To be continued. Next part will be available here.

Arkadeep Mukhopadhyay

Amidst Pyramids in a Jeep from Egypt (Part 5)

This is a serial. Everyday a new part will be published. This is the fifth part.

Continued from here.

Being a mummy is easier than it seems. You go around the town scaring a few people. In the night, you scare them up a little more. And in the next day, you read the speculative headlines stating that the ancient mummies are back.

The only downside is that, you will have to be bandaged all the time. You wake up bandaged. You go to sleep bandaged. You eat through bandages and do its function inverse through bandage. Once in a while, you get a job. From the Grand Mummy. Like, scare a person to death. Or, scare someone enough to make them believe that they will have to steal a trillion dollars from the bank they work in.

This last job is rarely allotted to any junior mummy. I was one. But still I was given that duty. To allure a banker into stealing from his own bank. I must have been on the good books of the Grand Mummy!

One fine day, I saw a fine banker crossing over a creaky bridge across a sneaky river in a Jeep. I understood that this would the best opportunity for me. I can easily scare his driver to death and then allure the banker, who seemed to be sleeping into stealing.

I removed the drapes covering my arms. I replaced the corpse of the scared driver after pulling off a macabre prank on him and ascended to the driving seat of both the jeep and the situation. I found that the banker was waking up after sometime. As soon as he spotted me, I started removing the bandages covering my face. WIth my face half exposed, I got a glimpse of my own face in the rear view mirror. I was shocked! I had no face! I never knew that! I had grown up with a bandage across my face. This was the first time I was removing them. I wasn’t prepared for such a sight. I lost control over the wheel, hit the car on a roadside rock and was knocked out cold. There was a flash of light and then bang. I guess the banker too felt the same. But he was more fragile than I was. Hence, he was still cold, although I had brushed myself up off the rampage.

Within a few hours of him regaining consciousness, I had implanted into his mind the idea of stealing a trillion dollars. Allowing him half of it, seemed to have done the trick. I followed him off to the airport, before giving him the assurance that should he failed to steal, he would subsequently fail to breathe too.

Now his flight has taken off. I was finishing the half finished pizza which was in its incompletely ingested state because I had to leave it at that exact state, which in turn was due to the dropping of the glass back in our headquarters of Sahara, where I had implanted this whole stealing idea into his head. As I swallowed the last piece of pizza, I received a message on my phone. It was from a Medical Student. It seemed, that this guy, whoever he was, knew the banker pretty well. He messaged me about the high probability that the banker would jump from the flight, or try to hijack it and crash it. How he knew this, I knew not. But I knew that if the flight crashes or the banker dies, I will have to restart my mummy business all over. I flew off the ground and kept on flying till I spotted the flight cruising merrily. I took a seat on its left wing and saw that the banker was safe inside.

Feeling happy, I flew back to the head quarters. I decided that I’ll fly back to the destination the next morning to check out whether the banker steals properly or not.

I suddenly woke up. What a strange dream. Not that I remember it entirely, but it must have been about a mummy! It was morning already. Today is the when I should steal. I dressed up and left the hotel room. It felt like that a shady figure was followed me. I turned back and saw at a long distance behind, was a bandaged person. Walking fast. Gaining more speed by the second. Closing in every millisecond.

To be continued. Next part will be available here.

Arkadeep Mukhopadhyay