One night when I was home.

I never imagined to could encounter this but I have to put this down on papers. I feel trembling as I recall however, I feel my duty to record this. I need to spread it all so as not to be repeated to any other 'human being'. Its for your awareness and may be your understanding.1

Before this and that I would like to tell about myself a bit. My life is a set or  series of routine chains. I wake up early morning, take my breakfast, hurry up to put on my clothes heading to work. I return back after getting extremely exhausted to meet my fearful loneliness and then to think I escaped from it to my bed … to find me haunted by unexpected dreams or nightmares.2

People know me to be serious, too accurate and extremely silent especially when a situation deserves one to open up a bit. I grew up in a crowded city, full of temptations, bastards and populated with idiots. Few could be visualizing my presence however, still they are preoccupied by their lives and daily stress. I do forgive them but not awaiting their forgiveness to me. 3

I lived a normal life, thought it won't have any meaning until one could stumble with love. I have always believed in love and its sparkling flavors. Unfortunately, I was not any success at this loving part I have always aspired for. This gave me a shock but I continued to could hope for a replacement. Though I know that any substitution won't be of any value like that love would grant us with.4

After lots of sighs and pains. I recollected my strength and went on back to my usual routine of life. Until one day, one remarkable unforgettable day; that was a real pause and shift in my life. It was one black day like a horror movie. Never thought that this could be happening. As I was sitting in my small room, I heard my door bell ringing. I barely know someone to could come knocking at my place so often and if it is someone who knows me then it won't be that late. Its nearly midnight, I was hesitant even to go see who is it but I decided to leave this dark room at once. 5

I know you are eager as well to know what happened. I will play on my record but you have to listen so well. 6

Me: Who is it?
Midnight visitor: Open up, its me.
Me: Don't you have a name?!
Midnight visitor: I think it’s the worst name ever but I bet you'd like me despite of it.
Me: (Still behind the door and little freaked out) I am sorry, I won't open for someone completely unknown to me, have a good night.
Midnight visitor: (Still standing against the door in complete silence).
Me: What's the hell bringing a lunatic to my place that late, probably one of my city's drunk bastards. Back to my bed … (While going to the bedroom, some other hard knockings were beaten upon the door that made me got raged rushing out to this bastard). I told you to disappear or else I would call the police.
Midnight visitor: (So confidently in a slow voice) They won't see me, its only you.
Me: (That was so stupidly challenging, that made me all of a sudden without a minute of thinking - open my door to find some weird person who is too tall, with dark eyes and an uncomfortable smile). Now, I saw you and I don't know you. (As I slammed the door against this figure to turn back to my room, I found him standing in front of me, this intruder succeeded to get inside. I don't know how or when but he was kind of having some extra-ordinary powers to deceive my normal vision and eventually popping in, anyways, may be I was a little sleepy.)
Midnight visitor: Thanks for letting me in.
Me: I didn't allow you but I want to know who are you?
Midnight visitor: You could consider me as a friend. I know about your loneliness so I gave myself a green light to help you out.
Me: I enjoy my current life as it is, now go out or else I'd call the police. This is my last warning to you.
Midnight visitor: Mind you, no one could ever see me but you.
Me: (I suddenly grabbed my strength to catch the nearest vase to hit him with but to my greatest surprise the vase penetrated his body and broken into pieces when passing through this transparency to the ground. Now I realized that I am not that sleepy as I thought earlier. I stood silent after this puzzle awaiting his comments on what's taking place!)
Midnight visitor: (He kept smiling and then laughing in a scary way that made me believe that he could be anything but human). So, are you convinced that I am paying this trip especially for you?
Me: (Hardly breathing) To a great extent.
Midnight visitor: Now you are pretty awake.
Me: (Still not stable and trembling out some words) May I ask the purpose of this visit?
Midnight visitor: My purpose is to kill the boredom of people.
Me: Have I asked you any help?
Midnight visitor: No, but I like you.
Me: Thank you!
Midnight visitor: (Laughing hysterically) That's why I liked you. Tell me, why don't you accept my invitation?
Me: I don't even know your name to hear about any of your invitations!
Midnight visitor: I sent you a week ago some "Black Metal" party invitation.
Me: Well, I thank you again but its not my preference so far.
Midnight visitor: No problem, I like this quiet conversation with you though.
Me: Then we should be introducing.
Midnight visitor: (Smiled cunningly) I started to like your mind.
Me: I don't think I will spend all the night thanking you.
Midnight visitor: You are smart and that suits me.
Me: (Silently awaiting him to display his identity).
Midnight visitor: I am not human but this is my human garment so that you might see me clearly.
Me: (Taken aback and started trembling and praying for God's sustain inside of me that my inner voice came out to be a murmur apparently heard by him - and to see him, he started to be in tremendous rage and the red color filled his eyes and fire steams of anger rushing out of his ears so I had to stop.) Hey Sir, no need to introduce yourself.
Midnight visitor: (Starting to calm down from his wrath after being sure that all the prayers were done and with a warning tone) Don't ever try to provoke me again. Next time, you will be sent without any mercy to the other horrible world.
Me: (I had to remain mute so as to pass this night peacefully.)
Midnight visitor: Now listen, Do you know who am I?
Me: Yes, the devil.
The Devil: (His eyes sparkled with vacant vanity and arrogance that we were taught of since the creation of Adam back in times) Clever friend.
Me: (Cautiously) Then what brings a devil to a poor humble home, that is mine?
The Devil: You are not stupid and you know that my theory of life is applying the temptation.
Me: (I started to laugh then I noticed that he was annoyed consequently I tried to swallow this facial sarcasm so as not to be sent to hell immediately as he promised.) Well, I am not your right selection may be.
The Devil: Let me ask you a question, are you satisfied with your life?
Me: Let me think then … well, yes and no.
The Devil: I will guarantee you only the "yes" option if you agreed to be my friend.
Me: What is your offer?
The Devil: Just to follow what I say and I'll recruit you instantly.
Me: I need time to think of this offer. I am not used to sign contracts blindly.
The Devil: With the Devil, ain't no regrets.
Me: Simple adjustment if I may "With the Devil, ain't no regrets right now."
The Devil: Don't be so fool. Any human being won't miss such a chance.
Me: How so?!
The Devil: You are all into hell, so why not taking life's pleasures and then go to hell. Instead of living in hell and then being transferred to another horrible one later on.
Me: Hell, no.
The Devil: Convince me you are at heavens then?
Me: Do you want me to tempt you instead?
The Devil: I wish you could.
Me: What if, I am an angel?
The Devil: Then I made the right choice in choosing to tempt the best to the worst path ever.
Me: May you answer my curiosity?
The Devil: I will.
Me: How do angels look like?
The Devil: Pretty naïve with two lightened bright wings to fly with here and there.
Me: And how you really look like?
The Devil: The same but omit their naïve brains.
Me: Do you think God is fair and just?
The Devil: (Taken aback to listen to Almighty's name) Absolutely. I told you not to mention anything in this regards, ok?
Me: Deal. Tell me one of your secrets?
The Devil: Beware of human beings because they could be worst than us, devils.
Me: Ever met a weak Devil before?
The Devil: Yes, myself.
Me: Elaborate please.
The Devil: When I thought that I was so smart in disobeying the given orders and I turned out to be a complete fool later on.
Me: Do you blame yourself or your vanity?
The Devil: I blame you, human.
Me: I have nothing to do but to be as I am now.
The Devil: I will recruit you as I said.
Me: Still, its my choice to agree or not.
The Devil: I understand. Tell me your wishes?
Me: To live in a mutual love with someone eternally.
The Devil: I can't guarantee you this eternal thing but could bring you someone you'd extremely fall in love with.
Me: Still I have many wishes to come.
The Devil: (Started to smile with some sudden sharp brightness in his eyes) Now temptation takes off. What are these wishes?
Me: To have a strong heart, strong memory, courageous soul, sincere conscience, and a just attitude.
The Devil: (Frowning) I think you misunderstood my mission, I am a Devil not a pathetic Angel. I appeal to dirty games, sensual wishes, grant you illegal wealth, crushing souls and so sure impure heart … and I assure you, you'll be pretty confident and highly satisfied with your new realm. These are the real secrets of strength my dear.
Me: That's why we hardly could meet.
The Devil: I adore challenges. I think you are not pious as you try to convince me. I have been tracing your moves since couple of times. You are so normal human being.
Me: What does this "normal" thing mean to you?
The Devil: Normal is the continuous aspiration for being abnormal/significant - meaning; either reaching to the best or the worst of it as an exaggeration for sake of grabbing attention in this wide broad world. No one likes to be typical or unnoticed. The unique version allures every human being's mind.
Me: Believe it or not, I like my normal thoughts and feelings. You know why?
The Devil: No, do tell why?
Me: Since all folks are drifting for this significance as you said, I keep myself stable at my normal track. When they are all gone at their extremes, I remain who I am ... left alone yet, this is my rigid constant and unchangeable uniqueness.
The Devil: Another good theory but definitely of the humble or the feeble. (He clapped his hands, I thought congratulating my perspective but I saw a falling bag in front of my eyes.)
Me: (I stood backwards awaiting the show)
The Devil: Come over, Its yours.
Me: What might this carry inside?
The Devil: Its so safe and still yours, come and grab it … lucky you (smiling cunningly).
Me: (As I came near, I found this bag full of money … its like so sufficient to drown me in absolute happiness for the rest of my life and even in my coming hell trip, if he would insist to be my company). I need this money yes but this was not my first wish.
The Devil: (Extremely glad) Do come forth and take it.
Me: (I kept at my place) I think, you should give it to someone else. I have work tomorrow and I need to get some sleep.
The Devil: Now you are getting me angry. You are on your weekend. No work tomorrow my friend.
Me: Thanks for reminding me. (Whispering to myself) Really a Devil!
The Devil: May be you need much more than this?
Me: No.
The Devil: You are pathetic.
Me: (While smiling calmly and coldly) I know that too.
The Devil: Ok. Let's converse about your worries then?
Me: I have so many. May be your time won't permit.
The Devil: Come on, I am all ears.
Me: Promise me that you won't be raged. I want to talk freely.
The Devil: You have my word.
Me: Fine. My first worry is someone intruding my life as you have done tonight.
The Devil: (Listening eagerly without interruption).
Me: And my fears came true. As if I was expecting your arrival.
The Devil: (Still in the mood of concentration).
Me: Each moment my door knocks, I expect the worst. I made no huge sins in my life. I was as you said not a good worshiper nor that I was remarkably pious However, I made the human causal sins.
The Devil: As if I am in a religious lecture, my fiend.
Me: (Little teased by his comment) Shall I continue?
The Devil: (Along with a serious look) Absolutely.
Me: (With a deep sigh) I refused any advice from anyone close or special because I regarded them may be worst than devils, excuse me. I dreamt of a utopia but that one of my own creation and imagination.
The Devil: (Ironically uttering) By the way, we have a five stars Utopia resort at Hell, in case you'd like to have some special time over there – Ah! sorry for distraction.
Me: First time to could realize that devils could be that funny beside being wicked. (He laughed as I resumed). A utopia that is still apt to err and blunder.
The Devil: (In some astonishing tone) Then what's the difference between this utopia and your actual world/life now – if both are capable to mistake/err?!!
Me: (Becoming somehow relaxed in explaining the point) Difference is the inherent intention and the real direction of our conscience. Its so different when you hit a person by your car and have him killed as a car accident and when you deliberately ride your car and chase him to have him murdered.
The Devil: I am closely getting you now. You need clear and fine intentions despite the unexpected coincidences.
Me: (Innocently) So true.
The Devil: (Cynically) Grow up!
Me: I know that you won't even understand me.
The Devil: (In so unusual powerful tone) I totally conquered your mind but I am sympathizing.
Me: You have the right that's why I remain most of the times silent. Even my co-workers liken me to a statue.
The Devil: (Trying to function one type of temptation now with some hissing voice) You could amaze them with some golden chains around the neck of this statue, what do you think?
Me: By this way, they would talk to me for my wealth and treasures and still my soul would be lost in the oceans of mystery.
The Devil: You are the one burying your soul under the false umbrella of righteousness.
Me: I can't be otherwise.
The Devil: No, you are afraid or even lacking the method, I could guide you indeed.
Me: Why me?
The Devil: Excuse me?!
Me: Again, why have you chosen me specifically?
The Devil: And again, you are a great source enriching my challenge.
Me: There are many others out there awaiting your arrival.
The Devil: But I won't visit them. They are already fully equipped to a lame life but someone like you should be worth a risk.
Me: As if you are insisting?
The Devil: (With glowing eyes of arrogance) I have no option to force my powers but my strength lies in my ability of persuasion, magnifying the worst in the eyes of the weak to regard it the best and displaying irresistible tempting alternatives.
Me: Ain't it weird to tell me all your techniques like what you have done now?
The Devil: I suppose that these stuff are already known!
Me: But I reject your offer, I am sorry.
The Devil: Then I'll be your persistent guest for some time. Personally, hell is getting crowded and the climate on earth is getting better with your company.
Me: I promise you that you'd get bored of me soon.
The Devil: Ever heard of extreme patience?
Me: I'm its inventor.
The Devil: Aha! Challenging a devil.
Me: Oh! No but describing one of my permanent traits.
The Devil: (Smiling again) Ok, that's fine. Tell me, how can you fight me?
Me: I have many weapons and used one greatest of them earlier but you got raged, remember!
The Devil: (Frowning) No problem, I can go away without using any of them. You should ask me too what could I be using against you if you appeared foolish.
Me: I think as you intruded my life, you should leave in a different way without causing any chaos.
The Devil: (Somehow getting angry) As if you are terminating our conversation.
Me: (Uttering coldly) Have I initiated any?!
The Devil: (In so challenging tone) Suggestion, don't undermine my skills.
Me: (I kept some silent pauses when I felt it's going to start to a dead end again)7

Suddenly, he summoned up some other guests into my small apartment and I really freaked out. A thing that made me investigate to try read his mind. He sounded furious and determined to drag me his way as I was sticking to my mind. But may be he needs a kind of plan to get him out of my place without any destruction. 8

Me: Hey, you should know that my small apartment could not afford much of your fiery population of friends over here. 9

As if he was doing this on purpose to bring on my nerves. Many of the young devils gathered around him. From this point, I understood that he was trying to show off his powers as a threaten to what might happen to me if I kept obstructing his plans to come true. So I resided at one corner of my room so trembling, it was not that easy but I have to show him that if I was really frightened then its part of my human nature that I'm not ashamed of. 10

The Devil: (With a boasting attitude) What do you think now?
Me: (While taking my breath) Regarding?
The Devil: Those other guests.
Me: I am not willing to get acquainted. I think you are pretty sufficient yourself.
The Devil: (Smiling) Do you want them to be gone?
Me: As if you read my mind.
The Devil: On one condition.
Me: Which is?
The Devil: You obey me for only one day and then you choose later on whether you'd be my friend or not.
Me: Before I agree, can I know in which matter you'll have my obedience in?
The Devil: The route I have chosen to you.
Me: Let them be gone first and I'll discuss the matter with you. Their existence is pressing on my nerves, they are so ugly and so filling the place with heat … I feel I am sweating with anger.
The Devil: (Clapped his hands and in a minute nothing is left of them in the room.) So, I fulfilled your request.
Me: What do you want me perform on your behalf for one day?
The Devil: Only to take this money I offered you.
Me: Easy job and then you'll leave me the choice whether to regard you as my friend or not?
The Devil: Agreed.
Me: (I grabbed the bag, it was really tempting … I could not imagine that any bank could count it on a single day but so as to comfort this lunatic devil, I agreed to this condition.) Ok, done.
The Devil: (In extreme happiness) Great. Now I will leave you and visit you after tomorrow and we'll have our conversation where you'd decide finally. Have a good night my friend.11

And He left in a glance. I could not even take notice of his means of transportation! But anyhow, I was somehow relieved from the stressing moments he was circumventing me with. I looked at the bag for long. It took me an hour before I decide to come nearer and grab some of this money. I kept talking to myself "why can't I take it? Yes! To take it. This devil is a fool. He does not know that I might be using them carefully in the best ways money could be used in ever." While some other part in my brain is responding like thunder defying the first part telling me "Ain't money the route of evil? And why specifically money brought to you by the devil? – WAKE UP".12

I was totally torn apart and could not sleep a minute until its dawn time. Birds kept singing merry melodies and I kept singing melancholically my own musical note. I decided to go out. It’s a day off, I needed to refresh myself from what had taken place late night the day before. I don't know, I got the feeling to take the bag with me. As if it was an opportunity. 13

I rested in a neighboring garden, full of flowers and birds. A beggar came near by and I opened my bag and gave him some. He was jumping and bouncing out of happiness. I was not even happy or sad. This was not my money and the source is from hell so why should I be that great. I decided to move on to another place while holding the bag near to my heart. I bought the newspaper and I saw a perfect design of a perfect house that I have always dreamt of. Some voice came near to my ears whispering "What are you waiting for?". I found myself heading to the written address in the press (advertisement) and here I signed a contract and delivered my new house in a blink of an eye. I kept talking to myself "What's wrong in that? May be the devil would go to my apartment and I rest here until he is gone and then back to my old place." Then directly another voice hitting my head "What is it? Am I eluding him or myself?" Regardless the two voices; I spent the most wealthier day in my life in this perfect new house of my dreams. Everything well served, full optioned and expensively equipped. On the third day, where I expected him to come. I was sitting near by my pool at evening and suddenly;14

The Devil: Good evening.
Me: Good evening.
The Devil: I am on time always.
Me: I know you'd respect your appointments.
The Devil: I see you have a new fantastic place (Still smiling deeply).
Me: With the money you have given me of course.
The Devil: I suppose that spending them is a sign of shaking hands with me.
Me: I have not spent them insanely.
The Devil: Have I said so?! (Sarcastically) You have been too kind to a beggar and thought of buying yourself a huge fantastic house instead of donating some of what you got to some other poor or in a form of a charity?
Me: I would have done this if I got enough time, you came directly without giving me a chance to react.
The Devil: (So cynically) Oh yes, I read your mind.
Me: (So offended by his rough attitude and immediate blames) So you can take the rest of the money and this new house and the beggar's life and let me go now.
The Devil: (Laughing) You are real funny. You are deceiving yourself no other.
Me: What else should I do with the money? Have I spent them on drugs or weeds?
The Devil: You would sooner or later and other stuff if I may.
Me: Thanks for coming on the right time then!
The Devil: Now, take this rope.
Me: (Staring in an absolute surprise) What is that for?
The Devil: (In a quiet confidence) Nice game, hang yourself.
Me: I am not fond of 'Hang Man' game.
The Devil: (Ordering tone) Do it I say.
Me: (Starting to be serious) What for?
The Devil: I can't take your soul myself but with your own hands you'd be dying and then availing me the chance to accompany you to my trip to hell, my friend.
Me: Well, I think you should leave me here and go by yourself.
The Devil: Either you hang yourself or I'll trap for your death.
Me: ( Getting extremely nervous) Get out from here you freaky bastard.
The Devil: (Still quite but again threatening) You'll regret it. I see you soon.
Me: Go to Hell.15

As I went to sleep at night, I felt scratches on the wall around. I rushed out of my bed to see it was nothing. I recognized that his dirty games are on the ways. But no, my dog is barking hysterically downstairs. Probably something intruding at this late night. Some of them are into my house, I can hear them clearly. I started to hold on the phone set to dial for help where I was hit on the head to fall on the ground. I got so dizzy and found this beggar coming to crush my head to steal whatever he can get out with from my surrounding. A shadow standing behind this beggar whispering in his ears "Kill, murder and take the money". This shadow was not weird, it was him. I started to recall my previous prayers and as I read, both of them steamed with anger and reacted hysterically. I read louder and louder. I screamed calling for help but ain't no body here. "God, I wish your forgiveness, help me, I need nothing but your graceful help and acceptance." The Devil was on fire and suddenly held me at one hand and threw me out of the balcony where I thought it was over. 16

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I opened my eyes to find myself back into my old small bedroom in my humble apartment. It was on a little chaos. I stepped up barely to find a little bird nesting over its eggs at the corner of my window. As I concentrated more, I found a little piece of paper written on it "God bless you."18

Was it true? Had I been dreaming as every night? Was it a struggle within my heart between the best and worst in me? If so, where am I at last? I feel lost and finally saved. Was it a real Satan? Has God really interfered? Are angles really naïve as he told me? And if so, is it because they obeyed God's rules and orders?! Then before I get insane, I calm myself down. Yes, I saw them both. God and the Devil. They are both in me, closer to me than myself. I have the choice. Either I would follow God or Satan. I decided to follow the difficult path willingly, God's brightened light however, I might be a loser in this Mother Earth. 19

And that was one night when I was home, it could be at your home too. I could be the devil's friend willingly but finally my will is my motive. God is always there, and I am glad to could realize this when its not too late. 20

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The End