Let me tell you a story..
Ed:I have decided to go off tangent for a while here, and recite a story. This is the first chapter of what i would hope to be an interesting story for all of you here to read. Anyways, enough chatter enjoy the story. :)
Let me tell you a story of an old man who, during the twilight of his years, decided to embark on a wondrous journey across hazardous terrains and beautiful vistas to find not only himself, but also the very ideals on which he has built his entire life on.
The first town he came across, was barricaded with an immense fort-like gate. The walls were high enough to sheathe the rays of the sun during high noon. This is nothing like the village i spent my life in, thought the old man to himself.
Two guards were flanked on each side of the gate. Their uniforms were alien to the old man. There were glitters and precious stones on every crevice he could see. On both their chests emblazoned a triumphant looking eagle, with sapphires as eyes. The sapphires shone magnificently, in spite of the shade. Aside from those gargantuan walls, and macabre obsidian coloured gate, these two lone men were the only obstacle between the harsh desert conditions, and the lush oasis situated within those gated walls.
A line was forming at the gate, as the old man snapped out of his day dream. He counted at least 25 distant travellers.. Foreign languages were being brandished about, the old man could barely understand the conversations that were going on around him, because aside from Arabic which was his native tongue, he could clearly make out another 4 or 5 dialects or distinct languages which were entirely unfamiliar to him.
"Must be a busy place for traders," thought the old man.
The old man looked intently at how the majority of the travellers were shunned away. Some travellers were held behind for a long period of time with the guards asking one question after another, before being told in no uncertain terms that this place was not meant for them. Others had only a moments notice before the gates opened its massive doors before them.
As the sun gently hovered itself further and further into the horizon, the old man was left with only two other strangers. The nearest to the gate was a short man, his clothes dirty and crumpled with rips and tears at every each end. His face was off white, and the old man could clearly tell that he was sick. He was denied entry, for his sickness would spread inside the city walls like a plague. The one directly in front of him was tall, much taller than normal Arab men. His left wrist was bejewelled with the finest stones and encrusted with diamonds the likes of which the old man had only seen on Kings. On his arm was a tattoo of sorts, the wound was still fresh, and it looked like it was engraved with a blunt object. As the old man crept forward to get a closer look, the stranger hastily covered his arm with a piece of cloth, which glistened in the sun, almost silk-like, but much coarser.
"Keep your eyes to yourself Old Fool, if you know what's good for you." scoffed the stranger.
The old man just nodded gently in recognition of the stranger's grave threat.
"You, what is your purpose for coming to this fair city of ours?" interrupted the Guard.
"I have left my old town and place of birth, for i found that place to be dreary, dank, dirty and dilapidated. The townspeople were cheats, liars and robbers. I have heard great things of your city, is it true that i will find a new beginning here?"
The guard paused for a minute, took a deep breath and gave the stranger his answer.
"What you found at your old home will be the same here."
The stranger, shocked and disgusted, stormed off in anger.
"You, Old Man, what is your purpose for coming to this fair city of ours?" asked the guard.
"Well, unlike that stranger before me, my town was beautiful, with a grand view of the mountains, with air so clean that you could taste it in your mouth, and the people there, the people were helpful, honest, loving and trustworthy. I came here to your city, because I wanted to travel the world, and this was the first stop i made after travelling for many, many moons."
The guard stood there, emotionless. He took a deep breath and responded.
"What you found at your old home will be the same here."
The guard lowered his breastplate and signalled for the gates to be opened.
"Come Old Man, let me bring you in. The sun has set, and our duty for the day is over. Let me buy you a warm meal and a cold glass of whatever drink your heart desires. Then you can tell me more about that beautiful village of yours." said the Guard, giving the old man a wry smile.
And with that, the first chapter of the old man's journey..has begun.
End of Chapter One
"The Man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who cannot read them."
Let me tell you a story of an old man who, during the twilight of his years, decided to embark on a wondrous journey across hazardous terrains and beautiful vistas to find not only himself, but also the very ideals on which he has built his entire life on.
The first town he came across, was barricaded with an immense fort-like gate. The walls were high enough to sheathe the rays of the sun during high noon. This is nothing like the village i spent my life in, thought the old man to himself.
Two guards were flanked on each side of the gate. Their uniforms were alien to the old man. There were glitters and precious stones on every crevice he could see. On both their chests emblazoned a triumphant looking eagle, with sapphires as eyes. The sapphires shone magnificently, in spite of the shade. Aside from those gargantuan walls, and macabre obsidian coloured gate, these two lone men were the only obstacle between the harsh desert conditions, and the lush oasis situated within those gated walls.
A line was forming at the gate, as the old man snapped out of his day dream. He counted at least 25 distant travellers.. Foreign languages were being brandished about, the old man could barely understand the conversations that were going on around him, because aside from Arabic which was his native tongue, he could clearly make out another 4 or 5 dialects or distinct languages which were entirely unfamiliar to him.
"Must be a busy place for traders," thought the old man.
The old man looked intently at how the majority of the travellers were shunned away. Some travellers were held behind for a long period of time with the guards asking one question after another, before being told in no uncertain terms that this place was not meant for them. Others had only a moments notice before the gates opened its massive doors before them.
As the sun gently hovered itself further and further into the horizon, the old man was left with only two other strangers. The nearest to the gate was a short man, his clothes dirty and crumpled with rips and tears at every each end. His face was off white, and the old man could clearly tell that he was sick. He was denied entry, for his sickness would spread inside the city walls like a plague. The one directly in front of him was tall, much taller than normal Arab men. His left wrist was bejewelled with the finest stones and encrusted with diamonds the likes of which the old man had only seen on Kings. On his arm was a tattoo of sorts, the wound was still fresh, and it looked like it was engraved with a blunt object. As the old man crept forward to get a closer look, the stranger hastily covered his arm with a piece of cloth, which glistened in the sun, almost silk-like, but much coarser.
"Keep your eyes to yourself Old Fool, if you know what's good for you." scoffed the stranger.
The old man just nodded gently in recognition of the stranger's grave threat.
"You, what is your purpose for coming to this fair city of ours?" interrupted the Guard.
"I have left my old town and place of birth, for i found that place to be dreary, dank, dirty and dilapidated. The townspeople were cheats, liars and robbers. I have heard great things of your city, is it true that i will find a new beginning here?"
The guard paused for a minute, took a deep breath and gave the stranger his answer.
"What you found at your old home will be the same here."
The stranger, shocked and disgusted, stormed off in anger.
"You, Old Man, what is your purpose for coming to this fair city of ours?" asked the guard.
"Well, unlike that stranger before me, my town was beautiful, with a grand view of the mountains, with air so clean that you could taste it in your mouth, and the people there, the people were helpful, honest, loving and trustworthy. I came here to your city, because I wanted to travel the world, and this was the first stop i made after travelling for many, many moons."
The guard stood there, emotionless. He took a deep breath and responded.
"What you found at your old home will be the same here."
The guard lowered his breastplate and signalled for the gates to be opened.
"Come Old Man, let me bring you in. The sun has set, and our duty for the day is over. Let me buy you a warm meal and a cold glass of whatever drink your heart desires. Then you can tell me more about that beautiful village of yours." said the Guard, giving the old man a wry smile.
And with that, the first chapter of the old man's journey..has begun.
End of Chapter One
"The Man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who cannot read them."
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