Flickering sunlight permeated a cavern where two men were taking a nap, a very long nap that lasted for almost 2350 years.
It was a sunny, breezy day in Alexandria, the most beautiful terrain of the Mediterranean with history that goes all the way back to the Greek era in Egypt. It used to be one of the greatest cities of the Hellenistic world. An exceptional beauty created by an exceptional man, Alexander the Great.
The day was ordinary only till sunrise, when the aureate sunlight urged the two men to open their eyes. They tried to gather their senses and stretch their sore bodies. It took them a couple of minutes to come around, then they decided to step out of the hollow into a wide place which lacked any meaning of life declaring the resurgence of two legends; Alexander and his teacher Aristotle.
They have no idea to which era they currently belong; they both existed even before the Julian calendar was created by the Romans. A few minutes later, they decided to tour the place, or in other words, to receive a bunch of surprises.
After a long walk, they found themselves lost between the buildings and the dense population, and suddenly, the unforeseen surprise got revealed when they tried to ask a passerby about something.
That was the moment when they realized that they cannot be seen, felt, heard or even smelled!
Exactly like darkness in the famous riddle. However, they decided to take advantage of that and sneak into the city to listen to the public’s’ symposiums about them.
A group of Greek tourists were listening to their guide mindfully and Alexander and Aristotle were also listening, sharing the same passion as they heard about “Kom El-Dikka” or ‘Mound of Rubble’. The common tale in Alexandria goes that Kom El-Dikka was called after Alexander’s rubble, which was made of gold and inlaid with diamonds and invaluable ornaments. He hid it in a mausoleum built by a professional engineer lest something should happen to it, but there was no significant sign to its whereabouts and that’s why it is missing till now. The tale had left Alexander totally flabbergasted, but even if it was true, would Alexander be able to find a lost rubble after 2350 years of dramatic changes?
Students would dream of finding the lost rubble. They created myths about it and its magic stating that as long as it stays hidden, its charm gets more intense and fascinating. They believed it was the rubble Alexander used to sit on while receiving lessons by his venerable teacher Aristotle, and lucky is the one who may find it. It will make him smart, strong, famous like Alexander, and wise like Aristotle. May this wish come true and more beautiful cities like Alexandria get built.
Grave robbers’ aspirations were much higher, however. They would love to believe that the district was built over the debris of burial chambers of Greek royal dynasties, which should be full of all the symbols of luxury like jewelry, valuable artifacts, paintings, and taxidermy animals. Despite their outrageous acts of uncovering graves to grab and steal away any valuable matter, they never cared.
Alexander and Aristotle had the same desires about the burial chambers, but for totally different motives. They wished they would meet any of their family members again, or maybe they could find any of their personal stuff. But, what would it feel like finding one of your collectibles, which originally dates back to three centuries before Christ, in the twentieth century?
Kom El-Dikka is considered one of Alexandria’s ancient historical areas. Alexandrians who inhabit this place believe that its name is derived from number ten in the Greek language “δέκα” which is pronounced “déka”, and “kom” is the mound created because of the catacombs of ten Greek soldiers. It sounds relevant and quite close. The Greek soldiers were known as “Hoplites” and were armed with spears and shields. It would have been an archaeological exploit to find such a treasure, unless the grave robbers already did. This would appeal a lot to Alexander because he was known for his conquests; he was a legend who created one of the largest empires of the ancient world by the age of thirty, stretching from Greece to India. He couldn’t resist the bouncing thought in his mind: what if his soldiers could be alive once more?
Alexander couldn’t dream of more. He was back with his beloved teacher Aristotle and expected to find his family, soldiers, and a rubble, all in Alexandria. Even if it was not the same city he built centuries ago, it was still his beloved area. The adrenaline was racing in his veins and it seemed ridiculous! May the world’s map square off the upcoming radical modifications.