Editor-in-Chief & Publisher: MIR JAVED RAHMAN


The Four Sins


Issue Date 12 - 18 Aug, 2017 at 2:00 PM

The Four Sins

"So who took care of your house while you were gone?”
I was expecting that he would mention someone from his family but instead, he said, “My servants.”
“You have servants?” I asked feeling really jealous.
“Yes, I have six servants. They look after the house while I’m gone,” he responds.
I don’t believe it. I just don’t believe it. He left me so jealous and annoyed.
“So, what about you?” he asked courteously.
“Oh, nothing special. Just busy with my life.”
“Did you make a call on that number?”
“No, I haven’t yet,” I lied.
“Well, do it. It’s my advice. You’ll be amazed. Do call them.”
I know I would be amazed. But why should I show it in front of him.
“Anyways, it was nice to meet you,” he said while offering a handshake.
“Same here,” I returned the gesture.
He walked towards his Mercedes, while I looked at his car getting seriously annoyed. However, things were to change, because I was motivated.

That night, I came back home leaving my father at the hospital because I needed some time alone to ponder about the changes I was going through. There was a lot happening and life seemed totally unfair. Being honest or a law abiding citizen has no value in society. Also, being corrupt or a shortcut expert is never unacceptable.
Jaffar got a promotion. He was so rich that he could afford six servants at the same time and worst of all, he owned a Mercedes and lived in a posh area.
So I finally decided to go on the wrong path and earn more with less effort. I was planning to invest more money in this mysterious multistage business and slowly become a multimillionaire. I didn’t like being a loser and never wanted to be jealous of anyone.
The following week, I invested plenty of money in that business. There was risk but there was hope as well. I cared about money. My job as a police inspector didn’t matter to me as long as money was falling over my lap.
My father’s condition was getting really critical. One day, while standing outside the operation theatre, one of the doctors told me, “You need to take your father at a better hospital.” He said this in a concerned tone.
“What does that mean?” I asked him.
“Your father won’t be properly taken care of here. His condition is getting worse and he can’t be treated here,” he responded.
“I’m not getting it.”
“This hospital does not have proper doctors nor does it have any proper medical instruments.”
I didn’t really want to argue here so I just said, “Okay, keep him here for few days. I’ll come next week.” I avoided any further conversation and left.

Day by day, my investments were returning with huge profits. Within a few weeks, I had earned millions. I wasn’t satisfied yet and wanted more; more than Jaffar. I was probably addicted to it. The fragrance and sound of money was attracting me and I lost my conscience.
One evening, I was sitting with Nimra at a restaurant. She started the conversation saying, “Mr Rizwan you have been our very reliable investor and we don’t want to lose your trust.”
“Of course, you don’t.”
“So I just thought if you would consider investing for the last stage?”
“The last? You mean the fifth stage?”
“Yes… but huge investment is required at this one.”
“What are the chances of loss?”
“50/50,” she answered reluctantly.
I was quiet and thought about it for a while.
“But the return on this investment is 100 per cent,”
“100 per cent?” I got excited. “You mean my amount would be doubled?”
“Yes, but at the same time there are high chances of risk.”
“Alright, how much would I have to invest?”
“At least five million,” she said.
I closed my eyes and after taking a deep breath, I said, “We’ll meet tomorrow and I’ll give you the amount.”
“Are you sure?”
“Hey, I’m not a beggar,” I retorted arrogantly, “you’re talking to a millionaire. I will lend you the money tomorrow.”
“Okay, whatever you say.”
“We’ll meet here at the same restaurant tomorrow.”
I stood up and left.
Next evening, I met her at the same place and gave her five million rupees in cash. In other words, I handed over all my money and had nothing left behind. I had no need for more money but this hundred per cent return attracted me and made me greedy.

Nimra had informed me that it would take one month for the return on this investment and two more weeks to receive its profit. I was really excited to get more money in the future.
In the mean time, I took my father to a better hospital. He was admitted but wasn’t taken care of properly because I wasn’t paying attention or keeping an eye on the doctors.

The Four Sins
Two weeks since I invested, I was at home and really upset. I couldn’t stop thinking about my past and was quite angry on the criminal who got me fired from my job. I wanted to take revenge but the time was not right.
Hours later, I left for a walk outside my neighborhood. While walking, I saw two guys from my neighborhood who were possibly my age. They were sitting at the footpath and talking. I walked past them until one of them called out my name, “Hey, Rizwan!”
I turned and looked at them with attitude.
“Where are you headed?” he asked.
“What do you want?” I asked, showing attitude.
“Come on, join us,”
he said.
“Sorry, I don’t do this stuff,” I refused to join them.
“What stuff? We’re just talking here.”
“Exactly, I don’t do this on footpaths. I sit at five star restaurants and this is not my style.”
I left and walked ahead in an arrogant manner.
There, I was getting arrogant. The horrifying creature was right. I have a lot of vanity and am committing a sin. But it doesn’t matter. The world can tolerate such stuff as long as they are a part of these sins.

Several weeks later, my world turned upside down. I was at home watching television, when I received Nimra’s call. I answered the call.
“Yes, Nimra?”
“Sir, we have a bad news,” she spoke reluctantly.
“What... what happened?” I got really worried now.
“Mr Rizwan, your investment was not profitable this time. It suffered a loss.”
“What?” I stood up angrily. “What the hell do you mean by that?”
“Our company has gone bankrupt. Your entire money has been spent on our liabilities,” she told me.
“Liabilities?” I yelled out at her.
The call got disconnected. The moment this call got disconnected, I understood that they were actually frauds. They had fooled me by returning profits in the beginning and eventually took away all my money. I was being played all along. I won’t spare them. I will find them and kill each one of them.
The next day, something much worse happened. I received a call from the doctor, who asked me to come to the hospital immediately. I took a cab and left for the hospital right away.
As I reached there, I rushed inside the ICU and saw the doctor who was waiting for me to come. I stopped by him and asked, “What happened doctor?”
“We’ve been calling you for the past few weeks, why weren’t you answering our calls?” he told me.
I had no answer because I was actually avoiding them.
“I’m sorry to say but your father is no more,” he broke this shocking news to me.
I was extremely devastated the moment I heard the news. I couldn’t argue because I was responsible for my father’s death. All this time, I wasn’t taking it seriously and thought it to be a minor issue.
I almost fell on my knees and started crying. The doctor tried to console me but I lost my consciousness due to this shock.
I have no words to describe how I felt that day. I didn’t want to live anymore and wanted to die because I was filled with the guilt. My father’s death had no real reason except my lack of responsibility. I didn’t tell this to my mother because I was about to lose my mind.
First I lost my job. Then I lost all my money and then eventually my father. Thinking about all of this while sitting outside the hospital, I thought.
I have lost everything. Now I have no reason to live.
“You’ll get ruined. Ruined enough to say that I have no reason to live.”
The words of the creepy creature came to my mind, so I stood up instantly and wondered.
So this was a test. The devil left me in this so I would fight my sins… and I failed.
I couldn’t waste more time. I had to go back to that park and confront my sins.

It was late at night and I was standing outside the Jheel Park. I showed my police identity to the security guards outside and went inside the park. I walked towards the darkness and yelled angrily.
“Where are you? Come out whoever you are, my sins, a devil, whatever!”
I heard something breaking from behind. I turned around to see; it was that mysterious creature and his body was separating into four different pieces. I closed my eyes feeling disgusted. As I opened my eyes after a while, I saw Rafiq standing.
“You?” I asked getting surprised. “What are you doing here?”
“You called us out,” I heard Nimra’s voice from my right, “so we came here for you.”
I got a little terrified looking at them and said, “Who are you people?”
“We’re your sins,” I heard Jaffar’s voice from the left.
I looked at him and got even more scared. I started moving backwards and kept on asking, “Who are you people and what do you want from me?”
“We just told you,” Nimra continued, “we’re your sins,”
“Remember, what we told you?” Rafiq reminded me, “your four sins would be found among people around you.”
“I don’t understand,” I said in confusion, “that horrible creature, it was you people?”
“Yes,” Jaffar answered, “we were merged together and now we’re separated. Remember the four dimensional face?”
After giving it a thought, I asked them, “It had four dimensions and there were four sins. So where’s the fourth person? You are just three.”
“First, you need to identify your sins,” Nimra spoke.
I pointed my finger at Rafiq and said, “You were Wrath.”
Then I pointed my finger at Jaffar, “You were Envy, of course,” and then I pointed at Nimra saying, “and you were… Greed.”
“You’re absolutely right,” she said.
“So who’s Vanity?” I asked.
“He’s right behind you,” Rafiq answered.
I fearfully turned my head around to see who it could be and I saw myself standing. I got really confused and asked, “Who are you?”
“I am you, Mr Rizwan Rajput. And yes I am Vanity.”
“What do you mean?” I asked in confusion.

The Four Sins
“Sins like Greed, Envy and Wrath are caused by others,” he explained, “but Vanity lies within yourself. So you were your own source for Vanity.”
I was panicking a lot while standing between these four people who were not actually real but instead, they were my sins.
“Listen…” I helplessly said, “I don’t know what you want from me. But I’ll do anything, just bring back my father, please.”
“That’s not what we do,” Jaffar said, “we don’t bring back dead people. We are just Satan’s platforms.”
“Platforms?” I got confused.
“Yes,” Rafiq added, “the Satan uses people to make others commit sins. In your case, it was us.”
I closed my eyes for a while and remembered how I used to lose my temper on Rafiq at the police station becoming a victim of wrath. Nimra always attracted me towards money making me a victim of greed. And Jaffar, yes I did envy his life.
“Rizwan?” I heard my voice.
I looked at the guy who looked like me or was actually me.
“It’s not over yet,” he spoke, “there’s another chance for you. You can qualify another test of self-control and then everything will be fine.”
“No, I can’t,” I replied in a sad tone.
“If you try to escape this challenge,” Nimra spoke, “you’ll end up in hell.”
I looked around and thought for a while. I had no reason to live and had lost everything, so I made my decision.
In an instance, I started running towards the exit. As I left the park, I started running towards the road where cars were rushing in high speed. All the while I was running, I could hear these voices from my past.
“Every crime is a sin but every sin is not a crime… you’ll get ruined. Ruined enough to say that I have no reason to live… we’re your sins”
I stopped at the road and on my left I saw a huge water truck coming towards my side in high speed. I stood right in front of it and waited for it to drive over me.
The last thing I heard in this world was Nimra’s words.
“If you try to escape this challenge, you’ll end up in hell.”

At an institute, an Islamic scholar and a young guy were seated at a bench. The scholar said, “Suicide is never acceptable. Anyone who commits suicide ends up in hell.”
“Why is it like that?” the young guy asked.
“Because your life is a gift of God. Your life is not completely yours. It’s just in your possession. God created you and he owns you completely.”
“I agree with that but why would he go straight to hell?”
“That’s what our religion has taught us. In fact, almost every religion believes in this.”
“Oh my God!”
“Anyways young man,” the scholar said while standing up, “I have to leave. It was nice talking to you.”
They shook hands and then the scholar left.
Minutes later, while the young guy was sitting all alone, he looked on his left and saw something shining. Shining with a blazing light.
It was me. He was seeing me move. Only he could see me and no one else. He was really amazed and terrified after seeing something like this.
I, on the other hand, was quite afraid and regretful about my next life. So before disappearing, I told the boy, “I’m about to enter hell!”

to be continued...





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