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Sipping in Silence- Social Media Post

This is how it would be if my previous post was written as a social media post.

🚨 Breaking the Silence: The Forbidden Truth 🚨

They told us it was for our own good. That branded beverages were a thing of the past, a luxury no one needed. But what if they were wrong? 🥤

I received a gift today—one that’s changed everything. A pair of traditional Kholapuri chappals, each step I take unlocking secrets hidden for decades. 🌙

Beneath the glowing soles, the truth starts to unravel: The beverage we were banned from consuming? It wasn’t just a drink. It was a symbol. A tool of control, used by the elite to keep us docile.

But here’s the thing: I won’t stay silent. With every post, I’m translating what was forbidden. I’m sharing what was meant to be erased.

These chappals? They’re the key. And together, we’re going to decode the rest. 🌟

Stay tuned. The world isn’t ready for what’s coming. #ForbiddenTruth #DecodeThePast #RebelWithACause

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Sipping in Silence

This story is written with the help of Chat gpt in which i provided it with a outline/summery of the story and AI expand it.

In a near-future world, the government has imposed a strict ban on all branded beverages, deeming them "dangerous distractions" and a form of rebellion against the new social order. These once-popular drinks were a symbol of excess and consumerism, and their outlawing is meant to usher in a new, more "disciplined" society. As a result, all influencers who promote these forbidden products have been silenced, their platforms erased, and their followers left in the dark.

Arjun, a top influencer known for his audacious posts and dedication to truth, has long been a vocal critic of the government's oppressive laws. After being silenced for speaking out against the ban, Arjun becomes a shadow of his former self. He feels the weight of the government’s control on his life but is unwilling to give up his voice.

One day, he receives an unexpected package. Inside is a pair of intricately designed Kholapuri chappals, wrapped in silk cloth. At first, the chappals seem like a strange gift, but with them is a note in a cipher that he quickly decodes. The note reads, "Translate the forbidden, with these."

Curious and intrigued, Arjun begins to wear the chappals. As he does, something unusual happens. The chappals seem to pulse with energy, and each step he takes triggers hidden memories and visions—glimpses of an old, unmarked bottle of the branded beverage, once hailed as the pinnacle of luxury and status. He recalls how people used to gather in lavish parties, celebrating the drink with pride, unaware of the growing dangers it posed. The beverage was said to be imbued with a mysterious ingredient that had been thought to enhance life, but in reality, it was manipulating the minds of its consumers, turning them into docile followers of the corporate elite.

Armed with this knowledge, Arjun decides to use his influence once more, but in a much more subtle way. He starts posting about the chappals, highlighting their beauty, craftsmanship, and cultural significance. With each post, he embeds subtle references to the forbidden beverage, hinting at its mysterious properties and the truths that have been buried. His followers, who had long been starved for real, unfiltered information, begin to pick up on the clues and demand answers. What was the beverage really made of? Why had it been banned? What was its connection to the Kholapuri chappals?

As Arjun continues his campaign, he uncovers a dangerous conspiracy: the beverage was never just a luxury drink—it was a carefully crafted tool used by the government to control the masses, and the Kholapuri chappals were the key to revealing its origins. Each post Arjun makes gradually leads him closer to the truth, but also places him in increasing danger. The government, realizing what he is doing, starts to close in on him. They send agents to monitor his every move, making it clear that any further posts about the forbidden drink will not go unpunished.

But Arjun’s followers rally around him, and together, they form a covert movement, using the chappals and the beverage as symbols of defiance. As the posts go viral, the lines between influencer culture, rebellion, and truth blur, forcing the government to consider whether they can silence Arjun before the world learns the truth. Each post, each image, and each video becomes a battle for freedom—one that Arjun is willing to fight, even at great personal cost.

In the end, Arjun must choose whether to continue his campaign or leave the dangerous world of influence behind for good. But as the Kholapuri chappals have shown him, some truths are too powerful to be suppressed.

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The Sound of Secrets

This is a follow up iteration of my last post

In 2156, the Archive Collective held the memories of every individual, meticulously cataloged in digital dossiers. Each moment, feeling, and experience was stored for easy retrieval. But with the sheer volume of data, many dossiers were forgotten, hidden in the depths of the Archive, their secrets left untold.

Dr. Lukas Finch, a researcher in the Archive’s sonic department, discovered one such forgotten dossier—Elena Carter's. Unlike others, this file wasn’t just a collection of dry facts. The Archive had developed a technology called Sonifica, a generative pre-trained system that could sonify memories, transforming data into music, voices, and ambient sounds. This system allowed people to "hear" the life of the subject, experiencing their emotions, thoughts, and memories through sound.

Intrigued, Dr. Finch activated Elena's dossier. At first, a faint hum filled the air, followed by distant voices. A soft melody began to form, growing clearer and more distinct. The sound was not just music; it was a narrative, unfolding through intricate layers of emotion—joy, fear, sorrow—each note representing a piece of Elena's life. As the sounds deepened, whispered conversations and ambient noises emerged—clinking glasses, hurried footsteps, low voices. Elena’s life, filled with secrets, began to play out before Dr. Finch's ears.

The music grew darker as the truth unfolded: Elena had been part of a resistance group that sought to expose the Archive’s flaws, but she had been silenced before she could complete her mission. The final sound—a whispered word—echoed in the room: “Run.”

Dr. Finch sat motionless, the weight of the revelation settling in. The Archive had hidden the truth, but now, thanks to Sonifica, Elena’s story could never be silenced again.

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The Sound of Secrets

This story is written with the help of Chat gpt in which i provided it with a outline/summery of the story and AI expand it.

In the year 2156, the world had become a place where nothing was truly forgotten. The rise of the Archive Collective, an all-encompassing data bank, had ensured that every moment of every life was meticulously documented, stored, and cataloged. Memories, conversations, feelings, and experiences from every individual were archived into dossiers, classified and encoded for easy retrieval. People lived under the watchful eye of the Archive, knowing that their every action and thought could be traced, transcribed, and analyzed.

However, with such power came a heavy cost. Over time, the sheer volume of stored memories overwhelmed the system. Some dossiers, particularly those of individuals deemed less important or irrelevant, were quietly pushed to the farthest corners of the Archive, forgotten and gathering dust in digital oblivion. In this sea of forgotten lives, there existed one dossier that was more than just another entry. It was special.

The dossier belonged to Elena Carter, a woman whose life had been filled with unspoken whispers of intrigue and unacknowledged secrets. It had been lost, erased from public knowledge, but now it had surfaced—pulled from the depths of the Archive. No one knew exactly why or how, but one thing was certain: the moment it was unlocked, it would reveal things long buried.

Dr. Lukas Finch, a researcher specializing in generative algorithms, was the one to stumble upon the forgotten dossier. He worked at the Archive's sonic department, a division that had developed cutting-edge technology capable of translating any stored data into sound. The technology was known as Sonifica—a generative pre-trained system capable of taking any dossier and transforming it into a sonified experience, allowing listeners to “hear” the life of the subject. It was a groundbreaking tool designed to give people a deeper connection to their past. Emotions, thoughts, and memories—sonified into music, voices, and ambient sounds. It was the closest anyone could come to living someone else’s life without ever leaving the present.

With curiosity piqued, Dr. Finch decided to experiment with Elena Carter's dossier. As the generative pre-trained system activated, the files began to unravel. First came a faint hum, like the stirring of an old memory—then voices, muted and distant, slowly growing louder. A melody, soft yet haunting, filled the room. It was not just a tune; it was a narrative unfolding, a symphony that was more than music. Each note seemed to carry with it an emotion—happiness, anger, fear, sorrow—all layered within a complex sonic tapestry. The more Dr. Finch listened, the more he could sense the underlying story.

The melody shifted, deepened, and twisted. As the sounds grew darker, fragments of whispered conversations began to pierce through the notes. The sounds of clinking glasses, hurried footsteps, and low voices filled the room. Elena’s life was unfolding before Dr. Finch’s ears, but it was not the life of an ordinary woman. It was a life filled with conspiracy, betrayal, and secrets—secrets that had been carefully hidden from the world.

And then, as the final crescendo approached, a chilling realization hit Dr. Finch. The generative algorithm was not simply relaying memories; it was revealing something much more profound. As the sound grew more intense, the truth emerged: Elena Carter had been part of an underground organization that had once attempted to expose the Archive’s deepest flaws. And someone had silenced her before she could complete her mission.

The last sound to echo from the speakers was not music, but a single whispered word: “Run.” And with that, the sonified dossier fell silent.

Dr. Finch sat motionless, the weight of the revelations sinking in. He had uncovered a secret that would change everything. The Archive had covered its tracks, but now, thanks to the power of sonification, Elena’s story could never be silenced again.

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Evolving with the City: The Adaptive Human Form of Future Mumbaikars"

This is a follow up iteration of my last post which was written without the help of any AI assistance. This is a iteration which was made with the help of Chat gpt

Eighty years from now, Mumbai stands as a testament to human adaptability and resilience. As the city underwent a massive transformation, so did its people. The Mumbaikars of the future are shaped—quite literally—by the challenges and demands of urban life, especially those brought about by a new era of transportation.

The Roots of Change

The city’s redevelopment over the next 40 to 50 years reshaped not just its skyline but also its way of life. Rising population density and surging energy consumption pushed the limits of public infrastructure. Natural fuel prices skyrocketed, rendering taxis and auto rickshaws obsolete. Private cars became an unattainable luxury for the majority, leaving the common Mumbaikar to face the daily grind of commuting on foot or through crowded public transport.

The strain on transportation systems brought about a pivotal moment in Mumbai’s history. The government, faced with public outcry, launched a bold initiative: Project N.O.W (New Old Ways). While the trams of the past inspired this solution, the real story lay in how it transformed the human form and spirit of Mumbaikars.

The Evolving Physique of Mumbaikars

Years of standing, balancing, and maneuvering through overcrowded spaces began to mold the bodies of Mumbaikars in subtle yet profound ways. The new tram system, central to the city’s transportation, reinforced these adaptations:

Leg Strength and Endurance Decades of commuting on packed trains and buses had already conditioned Mumbaikars to endure long periods of standing. By the time the N.O.W trams were introduced, this ability had become a defining trait. The human form evolved stronger leg muscles, improved posture, and exceptional balance, enabling people to navigate the jostling of moving vehicles with ease.

Enhanced Equilibrium The absence of seating in the new trams—except for a few spots reserved for the elderly, pregnant women, and those with medical needs—meant that standing was not just a necessity but a norm. Over time, Mumbaikars developed heightened proprioception, an innate sense of balance that allowed them to stand firmly even during sudden stops or sways of the tram.

Adapted Skeletal Structure The constant strain on legs and feet led to subtle changes in bone density and structure. Ankles and knees became sturdier, while the arches of the feet strengthened, reducing fatigue.

Social and Emotional Resilience Beyond physical changes, the necessity of standing and traveling together fostered a unique social bond. Strangers leaned on one another, both literally and figuratively, creating a sense of unity amidst the chaos.

Project N.O.W: A Catalyst for Transformation

The introduction of fully automated, AI-powered trams changed the rhythm of the city. These trams were designed to move quickly and efficiently, navigating the city’s labyrinth of roads in record time. Passengers selected their destination using interactive maps at tram stops, ensuring a seamless experience.

However, the design of the tram prioritized space efficiency over comfort, reinforcing the need for standing travel. This decision was not arbitrary; it stemmed from the understanding that Mumbaikars had adapted to this mode of commuting over generations. Standing was no longer a burden—it was a way of life.

A City Shaped by Its People

The streets of Mumbai, once choked with traffic, became dedicated tramways. Fewer cars on the roads allowed for open spaces and cleaner air. But it was the people who truly defined this new era. The evolution of the human form in response to the challenges of transportation highlighted the adaptability and ingenuity of Mumbaikars.

Their physical endurance and emotional resilience became the cornerstone of the city’s success. Even the youngest generation, growing up in this new system, exhibited traits that blended agility, strength, and a sense of community—qualities shaped by their environment and the demands of urban life.

The Future of Mumbaikars

In this reimagined Mumbai, the human form itself stands as a symbol of survival and progress. Project N.O.W not only provided a solution to transportation but also catalyzed an evolutionary journey, one that turned the everyday struggles of Mumbaikars into their greatest strengths.

As the city continues to evolve, so too will its people—adapting, thriving, and embodying the spirit of a metropolis that never stops moving.

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 Evolving with the City: The Adaptive Human Form of Future Mumbaikars

AI has not been used to write this so there can be grammatical mistakes.

In 80 years when I will be 101 years old I imagine that the current skyline of major cities like Mumbai will look look different based on the rate of redevelopment and planning going on in Mumbai and it's suburbs. The redevelopment will be done in the next 40-50 years. 

As the cities rebuilding itself the population to the city also increase and the requirements of transport and public transport along with energy consumption increased. And the price of natural fuels skyrocketed. As a result the public transport like taxi and auto rikshas sized to exist. The only the rich now own cars.

The government now had to make a discussion to solve the transportation problem and come up solutions. At first they thought about replacing the patrol pumps with charging stations. But that only benefited a minority of upper class people. Understanding this the politician made a election promise and campaign around it and won. The coming year the new government proposed multiple project and after many rejections and changes came up with a solution that benefited the government and also satisfied the people. The project was called N.O.W (New Old Ways). NOW proposed to adapt the old way of transportation reimagining it with new technology. In this the Tram system which were a major mode of public transportation in Mumbai, India, for almost 100 years were reintroduce as the primary means of public transport. This tram is fast enough to take people from one point of nariman point to other in 15 mins. Dose not have a driver or a conductor. And Is fully automatic. The passengers only have to know the name of the destination or where it's on the map. The location  can be selected while waiting for the ride to come pick the passengers. Since most of the roads are now dedicated to tramp roots there are less cars and and the tramps are controlled by advance ai to ensure fast and safe travel. Some safety measures have also been taken to ensure that no one crosses the roads while the tramps are operating. The tramp only has 5 seating capacity only for the senior citizens, pregnant women's and people with medical conditions. The rest of the people travel standing. The reason being that most Mumbaikars have been traveling by crowded trains and busses for a major part of their life be it to their schools, colleges, workplace, or even to meet their friends and family. Due to this the skeletal and the muscular structure of their legs has now evolved so that they don't mind standing and their balance is also improved to resist the shaking of trains and busses. That is how project  N.O.W will change the Mumbai in the coming 80 years

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 Playground of Nations

This is a follow up iteration of my last post which was written without the help of any AI assistance. This is a iteration which was made with the help of Chat gpt.

Scene 1: The Playground of Innocence

Children giggle and crawl around in a vibrant playground, surrounded by soft grass and colorful play equipment. A solitary caretaker watches over them, her weary eyes trying to follow their chaotic movements. The children, each with a distinct personality, clamor for her attention.

She kneels beside a child crying over a fallen block tower, gently wiping away tears. However, as she focuses on one, the others start to demand her attention, tugging at her sleeve, pointing to their scrapes, or shouting to be noticed.

The caretaker sighs. "I can only handle so much at once," she whispers to herself.

Scene 2: The Spark of Conflict

Suddenly, the mood shifts.

Two children start bickering over a toy. The argument escalates into a chaotic scuffle. One child pulls out a stuffed toy seemingly from thin air and begins swinging it like a weapon. Another grabs a Lego brick and hurls it with surprising accuracy, hitting the first child on the arm.

A milk bottle flies across the room, narrowly missing a child's head. In retaliation, a toddler in a baby walker presses a button, and the walker transforms into a sturdy shield. Another child leaps into a baby stroller, which accelerates forward, charging at the others like a battering ram.

The caretaker, cradling a crying infant in one arm, stands frozen in the corner, her lips parted in shock. "Stop this... please," she murmurs, but her voice is drowned by the commotion.

Scene 3: The Evolution of Chaos

In a blink, the children begin to change.

The child swinging the stuffed toy grows taller and muscular, his skin turning green like a miniature Hulk. The child with the Lego bricks now launches enormous Lego structures like artillery, the colorful blocks forming buildings that crash into the playground.

The milk-bottle thrower laughs maniacally, now commanding a hoard of flying bottles that hover like drones, ready to bomb their targets. The baby walker has morphed into a towering fortress on wheels, impervious to attacks, while the stroller has evolved into a sleek, flying jet, circling the playground like a predator.

The caretaker stares, paralyzed by fear, as the chaos unfolds. She tries to step forward but stops, realizing her intervention might worsen the situation.

Scene 4: War-Torn Playground

The once-cheerful playground now resembles a war zone. Craters dot the soft turf, smoke rises from toppled jungle gyms, and the sandbox has been transformed into a barren wasteland.

Two groups remain, each battered but resolute. On one side, the fortress and its formidable shield stand firm. On the other, the flying jet circles aggressively, its weapons aimed at the fortress.

The caretaker, unnoticed in the corner, sinks to her knees. Her surroundings blur, her gaze locking onto the chaos before her.

Scene 5: The Laboratory Revelation

The camera zooms in on the caretaker's wide, fearful eyes. The scene distorts, pixelating into a flurry of data streams and graphs. The sounds of battle fade, replaced by the quiet hum of machinery.

The data resolves onto a massive screen in a sterile lab, where two scientists in white coats observe. One scribbles notes on a clipboard while the other adjusts settings on a control panel.

"The simulation is complete," the first scientist says, removing her glasses.

"Interesting," the second replies. "The children—our AI constructs—acted exactly as predicted. Resource scarcity and competition led to rapid escalation and conflict. Just like... the real world."

The first scientist nods, gesturing to the frozen war zone on the screen. "The playground represents Earth. The children are AIs with free will, designed to simulate nations. The caretaker symbolizes limited resources. We’ve created this simulation to understand warfare dynamics and develop countermeasures."

The second scientist leans back, watching the data scroll. "Amazing how even artificial intelligence, when given free rein, mirrors the imagination and chaos of children. Perhaps that’s where the most innovative solutions—and dangers—come from."

The camera pans out, revealing a sprawling lab filled with monitors, each displaying similar chaotic simulations. The playground fades to black, replaced by the chilling hum of artificial intelligence running wild, contained only by the boundaries of its digital world.

Narrator's Voiceover: "The playground is Earth. The children are nations, locked in a perpetual battle for limited resources. But this story is not real—it is a simulation, a glimpse into the imagination of artificial intelligence given freedom to explore. Through chaos, we find understanding. Through imagination, we seek solutions."

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Playground of Nations

AI has not been used to write this so there can be grammatical mistakes.

Sean 1: children in a playground crawling and one caretaker watching over them. But since there is only one caretaker. She can only take care so many at ones.

Sean 2: children's start fighting for the caretakers attention. At first they catfight then one of the child takes out a stuff toy out of know where and starts hitting. One kid throws a Lego and the other throws a milk bottle. Then another child summons a baby walker around him as a shield. The next kid sits in a baby stroller and charges at the ones who were fighting amongst each other. All this happens while the caretaker watches from a corner of the room. While talking care of one of the kids and wants to stop them.

Sean 3 : the caretaker wants to stope them from fighting but is scared to intervene. Because in the blink of an eye The children catfighting now one has became tall and muscular (Like hulk). And the other kid formed body armor out of clouds around him that extends (Like Mr. fantastic). The kid throwing Lego pieces now launches buildings on to the other kids. The kid throwing milk bottles as booms is now has taken the monopoly of all the milk bottles. The baby walker has now became a moving fortress with shield of that bounces all the attacks. The kid baby stroller has now become a flying jet.

Sean 4: In the blink of it's chaos everywhere room looks like a terraformed warzone and only 2 group remained. And the rest were defeated.

Sean 5: Camera zooms from the war zone landscape into the caretakers eye and the Sean transforms into data and Is projected onto a screen in a lab where two people are analyzing it.

Narrator explains: The playground is the earth. Children are the country's in the world fighting for the limited resources that the caretakers attention. And the whole story was a summation inside an AI program in which the Children are newly created AI that are given free will to do anything it wants became they cannot go outside the simulation. This is done to research on war weaponry and find new counter measures for them. And the best way to achieve that is through the imagination on children even if they are artificial.

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Past is the Future: The Rediscovery of Kolhapuri Craftsmanship

This is a follow up iteration of my last post which was written without the help of any AI assistance. This is a iteration which was maid with the help of Chat gpt.

[Opening Scene: Wide shot of a construction site near Karjat, Maharashtra. Machines churn and workers dig into the earth. The camera zooms in on a small, weathered chest being unearthed.]

Narrator: "In the year 2104, a team of construction workers made an unexpected discovery at their site near Karjat. Beneath layers of earth, they uncovered a small, unassuming chest. At first, they believed it held treasures from a distant past—gold, silver, perhaps remnants of a ruler's legacy. But what they found inside was far more intriguing and, as history would reveal, priceless in a way they did not initially comprehend."

[Cut to: Close-up of the chest being opened, revealing pairs of Kolhapuri chappals and rudimentary tools.]

Narrator: "Inside the chest were five pairs of Kolhapuri chappals, preserved almost perfectly despite the passage of time. Alongside them were a set of peculiar tools, simple yet enigmatic. These items were later identified as the essential instruments of a cobbler, used to craft the iconic Kolhapuri chappals—a footwear that, though still existing in aesthetic form, had lost its authentic production methods to the march of modern technology."

[Transition: Scenes of the team taking the items to an appraisal center. The camera pans over experts examining the artifacts carefully.]

Narrator: "The construction team, unaware of the historical significance of their find, sought to have the artifacts appraised. What they learned left them astounded. The seemingly mundane contents of the chest were appraised at an astonishing value—thousands for a single pair of chappals and up to ten lakh rupees for the entire collection. But why? What made these items so valuable?"

[Cut to: Interview with a historian, seated in a library filled with books and artifacts.]

Historian: "Kolhapuri chappals are more than just footwear; they are a legacy of craftsmanship, artistry, and tradition. While modern versions of Kolhapuris are mass-produced for aesthetic appeal, the traditional methods of crafting them have been lost. These tools represent a bridge to that lost knowledge. By studying them, we can rediscover the techniques and restore the authenticity of the craft. This is why we say, 'The past is the future.'"

[Transition: A montage of the team selling the chest and returning to their lives. The screen fades to black and text reads, 'Two Years Later.']

Narrator: "Two years after the discovery, the construction of the tower at Karjat was complete. During its grand opening, attended by some of the wealthiest individuals in the country, the team noticed something peculiar."

[Cut to: Shots of elegantly dressed guests walking around the event, wearing Kolhapuri chappals that bear a striking resemblance to the ones found in the chest.]

Narrator: "Kolhapuri chappals, now revived in their authentic form, had become a status symbol. No longer mere footwear, they represented exclusivity, heritage, and a connection to India's artisanal past. The team, initially indifferent to the chest's significance, finally understood the historian's words."

[Cut to: A guest at the event speaking.]

Guest: "These Kolhapuris are crafted using traditional methods that were believed to be lost. Owning a pair is like owning a piece of history. It’s a revival of something timeless."

[Transition: Shots of artisans working with traditional tools to create Kolhapuris. Close-ups of the intricate designs being crafted by hand.]

Narrator: "The tools found in Karjat had sparked a renaissance. Artisans, guided by historical research, began recreating Kolhapuri chappals using the rediscovered methods. This resurgence not only brought back authenticity but also created a thriving industry rooted in heritage."

[Closing Scene: Panoramic shot of the Karjat tower, juxtaposed with close-ups of Kolhapuri chappals worn by people from different walks of life.]

Narrator: "The story of the Kolhapuri chappals serves as a reminder that history is not just a relic of the past. It is a resource, a foundation upon which the future can be built. In rediscovering lost traditions, we reclaim the essence of our culture. As the historian said, 'The past is the future.'"[Fade to black. Text on screen: 'Dedicated to the artisans who keep our traditions alive.']

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"Steps into the Future"

In the near future of year 2104 a team of constructors found a chest burred in at their sit near Karjat. At first they thought that it might contains treasure left by a ruler in distended past. After examining the chest and the contents they found not gold or silver inside but five pair somehow near perfectly preserved Kolhapur chappals and some hand tools that didn't know. The people didn't know what it was but they understood it's value as an antique. Because people have found some different valuables as a result of time capsule challenge. So the team went to get the kolhapuri chappals appraised. After the appraisal when the team asked what the current selling price of those artifacts were they were shocked to find out that the seemingly treasure box they found was actually a pitara of a cobbler that they used to use to mend and make kolhapuri chappals. And if they were to sell it to historians they would pay thousands for just one pair and in five to ten lakhs for the whole box. Not understanding why anyone would pay so much for tools instead of the finished product they asked the historian. The historian reply was that even though kolhapuri chappals still exists it dose so only in aesthetic the traditional production methods have been lost by the influence of technology. Hence loosing it's authenticity. But by examining the first tools used to create it we and recreate the function of the tools we can regain the authenticity it has lost over the years. Saying how the past is the future.The team sill did not understand why. So the they just take the money and and went back to their life. Two years have past and the team has completed building the tower they were building. Many rich people were invited for the opening of the tower and to the surprise of the team some of the guest were wearing kolhapuri chappals similar to the ones found in the box. Curiously when they asked about the Kolhapuri to one of the guest and came to know about the new trendy kolhapuri that was apparently authentic and costly becoming a new trend. Then the team understood what that historian was saying. And how past is the future.