Sunday, May 18, 2008

If you are fruitless, you must die

That is what your mind and heart says, even the eyes of other at you and what the devil suggests you.(If you are fruitless, you must die).
You must not late that to tomorrow. The lowest kindness eyes agree with you especially that who are the reason of that frustration ,they advise you by sight you must hide from the life and walk at the way of loafers, beggars , aberrant or terrorists. Do you hear this advice?.





The Bed of Despair

In the heart of a bustling city, amidst towering skyscrapers and endless traffic, lived a young man named Ethan. Ethan had always been a dreamer, his mind filled with grand ambitions. But lately, his dreams had turned into nightmares, trapped within the confines of his bed.

Ethan's life had become a monotonous cycle of waking up, staring at the ceiling, and drifting back to sleep. His once vibrant spirit had been extinguished by an overwhelming sense of apathy. The world outside his window seemed distant and irrelevant, a blur of colors and sounds that had lost their meaning.

His family and friends tried their best to coax him out of his slumber, offering words of encouragement and reminding him of his potential. But Ethan's mind was a fortress, impenetrable to their pleas. He felt trapped, a prisoner of his own thoughts, unable to break free from the chains of despair that bound him to his bed.

As the days turned into weeks, Ethan's physical health began to deteriorate. His body grew weak, his skin pale and sallow. He lost his appetite, his once hearty meals reduced to meager snacks. His once vibrant eyes had become dull and lifeless, reflecting the emptiness within.

One night, as Ethan lay tossing and turning in his bed, a strange sensation washed over him. He felt a heavy weight pressing down on his chest, as if an invisible force was trying to hold him captive. He tried to move, but his limbs felt heavy and unresponsive. Panic began to set in as he realized that he couldn't get up.

The weight on his chest grew heavier, squeezing the breath from his lungs. Ethan struggled to scream, his voice a faint whisper. He felt himself slipping into darkness, a cold, empty void. As the last vestiges of consciousness faded, he heard a voice whispering in his ear, "If you do not get up, you will die."

Ethan's eyes snapped open, his heart pounding in his chest. He was drenched in sweat, his body trembling with fear. He looked around, relieved to find himself still in his bedroom. The weight on his chest had vanished, leaving him gasping for breath.

The experience had shaken Ethan to his core. He realized that he could no longer allow himself to remain trapped in his bed. He had to fight against the apathy that had consumed him, to reclaim his life and his dreams.

With renewed determination, Ethan began to make changes. He started with small steps, getting out of bed for a few minutes each day. Gradually, he increased the time he spent out of bed, taking short walks around his neighborhood. As he became more active, he began to feel a sense of purpose and hope returning to his life.

It was a long and arduous journey, but Ethan persevered. He learned to challenge his negative thoughts, to replace despair with gratitude, and to embrace the world around him. Slowly but surely, he began to rebuild his life, one day at a time.

And so, Ethan's story became a testament to the power of human resilience. It was a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is always hope, and that with determination and perseverance, we can overcome even the most formidable challenges.



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