The Day of Judgment Has Arrived - A Short Story

There was once a mediocre old adult male life with his children in a little house. So mediocre was he that he could only pull off to care for them after undergoing strenuous work. Inspite of their father's battle to fulfill them, the children were unappreciative. Even though he kept ceaselessly perspiration years without end on his farm to gain the money to feed and clothe them, they were not satisfied ... When given food, the avaricious children would shout for more... Out of fear, the father would give them more. Whenever he did not, they dashed for the pot and helped themselves to much of what he kept for the adjacent day...

As for clothes, they only cared for the most stylish ones. Whenever he returned with ordinary and inexpensive ones, the children would name them 'filthy rags', catch and throw them away. They would then demand more money from him to purchase the stylish 1s of their ain choice.

The father's wellness with clip broke down and he could not work as difficult as before to gain his living. The male children could no longer eat as much as they would wish to. They could not acquire adequate even to maintain them in good health. No longer were they able to acquire good clothing to wear. Were now The notional clothing of their past desires had now gone far off from their minds.

One day, the blood brothers were all herded together on a mat, hungry and sad when the youngest of them stood up suddenly and announced, "I have got an idea." "Come on out with it, idiot!" the others implored. 'We could travel to town and acquire a job," the immature fellow said triumphantly, grinning as if he had just discovered the remedy for aids.

'Come on now, stupid,' the firstborn said. "Is that the brightest thought you can come up up with? Can't you see that the manner this state have go it is the last thing 1 should trust for?'

'Well, there is no injury in trying,' he retorted. 'Perhaps we'll hit it lucky.'

'Well,' said the other brother, "we could seek something else. People are getting very frustrated these days... So we could easily touch their Black Maria with something that have entreaty and we wouldn't just live, we'd dwell really well.'

'Good man!' shouted the others excitedly, 'Let's hear it, man. Let's hear it!'

'We'll travel out to the farthest portion of the country,' he stated, 'and set up ourselves in the Christian church business. We would win many psyches who would lend generously to construct our mission'

'Fantastic idea,' they all shouted in great excitement. Fantastic, man! We are going to have got tons of money. Soon we will all be millionaires! Oh what a great twenty-four hours that volition be for all of us!'

They put out the adjacent twenty-four hours aboard a minibus. They traveled over long stretches of provincial highways. After about five hours' of a exhausting journeying over unsmooth roads, they arrived at a sparsely populated town. They got out and continued the remainder of their journeying on foot. After trekking a long manner through heavy forests, they arrived at a distant Fakai. It was eventide in this distant little town and people were gathered in the small town square.

'Good evening, good people,' they chorused, 'We are work force who have got been traveling unit of ammunition the state spreading the 'Good News' in an attempt to better your lives and do you happy::' The people embraced them with delectation and gave them a joyous welcome.

The adjacent twenty-four hours they started conducting Christian church services in a small glade in the centre of the village. As this continued everyday, many more than people in the small town got attracted.

Within a few months, a Christian church was built and furnished. The blood brothers took all the of import places for themselves. The firstborn was the Vicar, the adjacent in line was the Curate and the 3rd the Put reader. The youngest, being under age, was made cleaner. The Christian church now was fully established in the community, with more than than and more people flocking to it. The brothers, who had come up to the town looking thin and worn out, were now buxom and dignified-looking. The small town was at that clip left at the clemency of a well-organized band of thieves. Attempts to control their activities brought no results. No 1 felt safe adequate to kip at night. People stayed awake as if on watch. The slightest sound gave rise to a sense of fearfulness and helplessness.

A meeting was called at the small town square. Many of the villagers gathered in no clip because of the urgency and earnestness of the matter. They discussed the bad things going on in the village. The high point of the assembly was an computer address by an old woman.

'Things have got gone down the gutter. The good things of the past are no more. People are now behaving like jungle beasts. Long gone are the years when the seniors were respected. People are selfish now, with no consideration for others... Evil doing have go a sport; everyone is playing it with the extreme glee. People, to destruct each other they utilize all kinds of means. Everyone desires powerfulness and riches, and they are not afraid to make anything in their haste to acquire them."

"Stealing is no longer the serious law-breaking it once was. .Big thieves boom and fatten on us, while we travel on suffering. But allow them not experience that they are getting their way, for they are certainly not! For Supreme Being is watching us from above and taking short letter of all our wicked ways. Yes, he is taking stock of all your iniquitous acts. As Supreme Being is counting, so will Shaytan be COUNTING. Moreover, on the day OF JUDGMENT, both of them, standing on opposite sides will be picking out those who have got made themselves suit to travel with either of them. Shaytan will put his grouping on one side and Supreme Being will have got his on the other. Now is your clip to repent and take sides with Supreme Being before events overtake you...'

The blood brothers flashed knowing glimpses at each other. The meeting then continued. After every operation, the thieves reassembled at the backyard of the Christian church to share out their loot. On Saturday morning, they returned there with a bulky booty. Towards dawn, the cleansing agent came out to throw away some soiled water. He threw it into the trough and was retracing his stairway indoors when he was struck by voices emanating from the very backyard he was retreating from. He stopped and listened carefully. He heard it only too clearly .now:

"You one, you one, you one, me one, . You one, you one, you one, me one ... " As he turned to go, the voices erupted again.

"You one, you one, you one, me one .

You one, you one, you one, me one ... "

His head went back to the words of the old adult female at the meeting: He knew at once that it was Shaytan and Supreme Being talking.

'Eeeehhh! Luud a' clemency oh!' he exclaimed as the realisation dawned on him. 'So soon? She knew it was coming so soon; yet she did not warn us to prepare? What should I make now? Oh ya, it's too late! The day of judgment is now here! Oh Father! Oh Father-God aid me! Aid me, God!" he cried, throwing his caput up and down in deep supplication.

Meanwhile, the thieves continued sharing out their booty in the corner. Remembering some points dropped on the path, one asked, 'What about the 1s on the path? Who's going to have got them?' .
The cleansing agent was shocked. His caput was whirling. and whirling in pain. His bosom kept whipping difficult and insistently against his chest, as if struggling to explosion free from there. He was certain his clip had come. .
'Where are the 1s on the path? I've not seen them yet!' The voices struck him closer than before. His whole framework was now put in violent vibrations. His bosom was palpitating at a death-inducing rate. His encephalon was whirling within his head. Nothing seemed to belong to him any more. It was as if he was floating in mid-air. His feet involuntarily started running away with him, whilst he kept pleading loudly, 'Oh God, have got got mercy, I implore I implore you delight have mercy, oh God, I implore you!' His loud shouts brought his blood brothers out to see what was happening. They were shocked when they saw their blood brother in such as a state. They ran towards him, asking him what the substance was.

"The twenty-four hours of Judgment have come! I saw Supreme Being and Shaytan choosing who should travel with them."

They could not wait for more. They followed their little blood brother until they arrived at a distant wood where they camped and began praying fervently. Since then they have got remained there praying and waiting for Supreme Being to come up for them. They are still waiting.