Gab was the biggest asshole around town. He stole and robbed, he assaulted and rape. One day when he was running away from the police for stealing, Gab meet an angel. The angel gave him wishes and told him he could ask for anything.

Gab can't believe he met an angel that was sent to grant his every wish. Gab, fully aware of his life of crime can't believe he is in heaven. He asks for anything that he could ask for and got everything he wanted. Everything was so easily achieved and all he had to do was to ask. He is initially baffled, but decides to accept his fortune. He started to list his desires - An obscene sum of money, enormous amount of food, which was served to him, beautiful woman of all cultures, black or white, who bared their bodies to him. Life, this way, could not seem to be better in any other way.

However, as time goes by, the pleasure he gathers from the continuous indulgence begins to fade away, the effortlessness of his existance becomes exhausting for him. He ask the angel for work that will spur him and challenge him, in return for something he wants.

The agony of not having a challenge, Gab becomes increasingly frustrated with his life. He wanders around meaninglessly like a corpse lacking of a soul. In his utter desperation, he summons the angel and reckons he wants to go to the other place. Assuming he was in heaven, Gab meant to go to the other place (hell).

It was then, the omnious laugh of luicida, the ground turned to peat in flames, Gab stared petrified as the white fur of the angel burn in flames, the devil emerged and boomed, "This, you slave, is the other place"

Its such a long time since I am motivated enough to sit down for a moment reflect and blog about things that I so wanna address. This story got me thinking deeply about having the desires in life but only deriving transient pleasure from it, especially when such pleasure is at an expense of someone's happiness. When such temporary pleasures comes with a price of destroy someone else's lifetime worth of dreams and happiness.

If one day you've come to realise how big a sinner you are, turn yourself over into a new leaf. Be warned, too slow, and the devil will be on your heels, ever ready to collect your soul, for eternal slavery.

The time has come for me to reassess myself. What's wrong and what's right?

This reassessment wasn't supposed to be a monthly cycle.