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The continuous message notification tone was what startled Sharon and woke her up. She looked at the alarm clock and then at her husband lying next to her on the bed.

It was past midnight, not too late by any standards for a phone chat with friends for many, but for her it was, someone who has now been used to go off to sleep by ten o’clock. She looked again at Francis who was deep in his slumber, his eyes firmly closed, she assumed.

Who could it be, continuously messaging at this hour; Sharon wondered as picked up her mobile phone, opened her message box and saw that it was from an unknown number. There were around 15 messages from the same number and as Sharon started reading them her hands started trembling with uneasiness. “Hi Sharon, Sandeep here”, the first message read and Sharon suddenly remembered the name.

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The office boy came over to my work table and delivered the envelope to me. I was nervous but I tried my best to hide my emotions. My hands were trembling with excitement as I opened the cover. Though I knew what it contained, I wanted to confirm it and have a look at my prized possession.

There it was tucked inside that casing, the printout that I had been longing for since my Boss had informed me that I had to travel for that official meeting in his place this time. It was indeed my flight ticket. It was the passport to my first ever air travel.

Who cared whether it wasn’t bought by me with my own money; or whether I really earned that trip or was it just because my boss fell sick. What I cared was that lady luck had just handed over to me the visa to my first ever levitated journey.

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Carlton heaved a sigh as his teenaged son suddenly queried about the magic pot. “Dad, you were the greatest magician of your times, you never knew of it”, his son enquired.

Carlton never wanted his son to know anything about the magic pot. It was a story, he desired to disremember and wipe off his memory.

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As a young budding magician, Carlton had always been very ambitious. He had learnt his trade practicing for hours together and had become quite adept at it. With new tricks up his sleeve every time he performed he was gaining in popularity, but he always yearned for a thing which had eluded him so far, which he knew would make him the most powerful magician in the world.

Carlton had read and heard a lot about the magic pot. Though many in his profession had dismissed it as just magic folklore, he was quite sure that such a thing did exist. Though no one had ever seen it so far, and no one knew what it contained, the sealed magic pot was believed to give the owner, whatever wish he asked for.

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