It was my summer break. We were leaving for Rome on vacation. It was my first visit to Rome and I was very excited. I packed my bag. As soon as we were on the plane I fell asleep with my head buzzing with excitement. Then I had a dream.

I was the new king of Rome and I had just conquered Greece. I was received by a large crowd. I was seated on my throne made of gold and rubies. It was my coronation and I spoke my first speech. I said that I was going to make Rome eternal, powerful and the most beautiful city ever. There was a moment of stunned silence before the loud applause broke out. In the court, I summoned bronze smiths, goldsmiths, masons, gardeners, sculptors, artisans and weavers. I told them to make the finest and most durable and most beautiful figures, gold ornaments, roads, gardens, sculptures, paintings and clothes.

Rome had trade relationships with Harappa, China and Egypt. We traded copper for cotton from Harappa, weapons for silk from China and concrete for medical diagnosis and paper from Egypt. Rome was self-sufficient as they got everything they needed. Trade records were kept on paper.

The plane must have been going through turbulent weather. The sudden jerk woke me and I realised I was still on the flight to Rome. But even in my dreams, it felt great to be the most loved king of Rome.