Unusual Short Story – From Heaven to Earth
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I was there laying in that bed for a while now. When these two young men came to me and sat on either sides of the bed and one of them asked, “so tell us” and I started talking ” It all Started With My funeral ….it was raining heavily , all of my Friends and relatives Were Standing there weeping ,wearing those black Suits and I was watching them crying and yet i was wondering when will all of this would come to an end and I would finally get time for my own self and after some hours they all went home leaving me alone in that horrible cementry , I know being a ghost I am not supposed to be feared but let me tell you there is lot more you would be surprised to know about ghosts.
As it was my time for being judged and send to heaven or hell……
I dont understand but I know that I landed up in heaven .
HEAVEN ….we all hear about heaven from our parents and elders since childhood , When I got there I found that the image we make of heaven in our minds is a little over comic image of the real one, but heaven is the most beautiful creation of god . It is freezing cold , the inhabitants of the heaven are too beautiful,they are as white as its snow, when I got there I liked to roam around and admire the beauty of heaven, those snow covered mountains and trees, those goats which would feed on grass which they would found on mountains. Those trees were full of Fruits. It was like as if I have got much more then I deserved because I could not recall anything good that I have done on earth.
The beauty of heaven was worth admiring , those rivers which flowed down from the mountains carrying those fresh waters, Sometimes I used to bath in those rivers but the water was very much cold , from some places in the heaven we could look down to hell and at those times I used to thank almighty for giving me that thing which almost every human desire of but cannot achieve it . All those moments were so good that my memories for earth faded leaving behind the Sweetness of the death….
However I didnt felt a need of eating or drinking as hunger and thirst are for mortals.
I passed my Days climbing the trees and sitting on them , Years would passed in just sitting and watching the sky . Years Were as Small as minutes or second on earth , After all it is eternal life.
But things changed when my body Started decaying , I would feel It so painful that i forgot all of happiness and enjoyment here and I could smell that rotten flesh of mine , it was getting worst and worst with each passing day ,I figured out that it was the punishment for my Sins .it was not very late when the heavenors found out that I was in the Wrong Place and They sent me to the hell……
Hell was hot ………..but I dont know why I was sent to a place where two or three people kept looking after me every time, I was treated as some VIP , people in white coats always roamed around me and asked me silly questions, those questions whose answers I even don’t know and then you came ” I referred to those young men “Both of you asking about my Story, Now you yourself tell me what’s new in this.”
After listening this they both looked at each other and Started talking , they were using the terms which I couldn’t understand but one thing caught my ears and it was “so basically its a case of Walking corpse Syndrome.”
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