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The Ultimate Option (standard:other, 1307 words)
Author: Nadeem AkhtarAdded: Sep 18 2001Views/Reads: 3138/1974Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
When life and death were separated only by a door.
 



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inspired moment. The curious and questioning eyes of the people and 
their bewildered upturned faces urged him to speak. 

"I am leaving your world because I am unable to live in it any more. I
am accepting death as punishment for my crimes. My greatest crimes, to 
name a few, are that I had an eternal longing for love, an unbearable 
pity for the sufferings of mankind, and a staunch and unfaltering 
belief in the supremacy of human values. I had sought knowledge; I had 
tried to understand the hearts of men and had wished to know why the 
stars shine. I had heard the echoing cries of pain and anguish. I could 
never forget the sight of children in famine, victims tortured by 
oppressors, helpless old people and the whole world of loneliness, 
poverty and pain. I had tried to alleviate the evil but I could not. I 
had tried to make life worth living but I failed. I had refused to 
tread on the beaten tracks but I was badly beaten and now I am giving 
death to myself. Death may be the most feared thing for others, but I 
am not afraid of it, at all. Once there was a time when I loved life, I 
was dying to live but now I am only dying to die." 

A violent knocking from somewhere interrupted his impulsive, emotional
outburst. He turned around and heard knocking at the door to the 
stairs. There was someone who wanted to rescue him! He had been jarred 
out of his frantic state of mind and he now hurriedly reviewed the 
situation. The door was about to be broken open, and those who had 
caused him to reach this moment were trying to save him. The people 
responsible for his suffering would never let him rest. They didn't 
want to let him go so easily, so they were trying to stop him. He had 
to make a quick decision as time was getting short. He looked around, 
jerked his head, spat on the floor, and once again stepped forward 
towards the edge, to finally jump down. The sight of the large crowd 
with their faces upturned burned into his eyes. He felt an overwhelming 
feeling of anger and contempt for them. He quickly closed his eyes to 
avoid the hateful sight of the crowdand saw through his closed eyes, 
that which his open eyes could not see. It was the image of his 
beloved, standing with tears in her eyes, over his dead body. The image 
flashed in his mind, and suddenly he felt as if his once withered soul 
had blossomed inside his body. 

With a sweeping sigh of relief, he opened his eyes, turned around, and
stepped toward the door to let his saviours in. 


   


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