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The Mercy

Human beings are best spacious in the universe

By Mubashar Munawar Published 2 years ago 5 min read
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The Mercy
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There are some servants of God for whom fasting and prayers are not enough but they want more than that to satisfy their religious zeal. They wish that the light that illuminates their hearts should reach others.They have no fear of death or ridicule. Rather, they do it by the sense of duty.

Mr. John was one of such believers. About fifty years old, heavy body that at a young age hewould have been fond of exercise. Red and white broad face, curly beard. Redness of eyes was always reflected. A glorious look on his face.

He was much admired for his piety and greatness. From his young age he was kind and humble. When he was 35 years old, he had started to take interest in traveling. Once he returned home after five months from his tour. He had a tragic incident about his family. Her only son, aged 18, died of cholera within 24 hours while fighting with desies . So on, just two days later, his wife, who had been infected while caring for her son, also died. This incident had such a profound effect on his heart that he turned his intentions from worldliness. Dedicate the rest of his life to be a priest. At the same time, he came up with the idea of reforming prostitutes.

What could be more troubled than a brothel ? So every Sunday evening he would go to the brothel and guided them to walk in the right way. Gradually, his movement in the homes of these women became a norm. As soon as they saw Mr. John, the singing would be stopped and his advice would had been heard. After some visiting, an old lady of the house spoke out in a tone that would have been soft but not devoid of satire. If You manage our livelihood we leave this profession even today. But management must be reasonable.So it would be temporarily postponed due to lack of funds.

One day a man brought news to John that two new call girls had come to the bazaar. One iscalled Rosy and the other is Natasha. Both are sisters. One dances and the other one sings. Both are experts in their respective fields. Beauty is also resurrection in both. In just a few days, they have become the talk of the town. People are falling like moths for light. Rumors were that a bank employee stole a lot of money to trap them but the police reached the house of the girls on the spot and arrested the man along with the money. A son of a landlord, who was devastated, committed suicide on the stairs of their house due to his deprivation. People used to say that they are the second Venus and Jupiter. Even angels are not safe fromthe charm of their beauty.

Mr. John had stopped going to brothel for a few days. But when he heard of this new tribulation, a new enthusiasm arose in his heart. He said to himself that these women should be brought to the right path as soon as possible. Otherwise, God knows howmany houses will be destroyed and how many people's faith will be distracted. After lunch, he went upstairs to meet Rosy and Natasha. After waking up all night, they slept in the morning and now woke up around at noon. Mr.John stared at their beauty in amazement for a few moments, then he addressed them in a soft tone.

Dear daughters..! I have not come with any ill intentions. I have only come to say that this life of your luxury is for a short time. When It's been years then you'll be a valueless thing. My dears, just think what a mess your life is full of. At last the elder sister spoke out "Dear, what is our fault in this profession which is taught to us by our parents? "Mr John did not consider appropriate to speak to them that day. He wrote down his home address on a piece of paper and gave it to them, telling them to consider him as their father and let him know if there was any problem or need.

A few days later, Natasha arrived at Mr. John's house along with her belongings. She told Mr.John that she wanted to leave the dirty business and now want to start a good life. Mr John was overjoyed as this was his first success in the name of reforming women of the brothel. Within a few days, Natasha had assured through her manners that she had sincerely repented and left that way of life. Mr. John also fell in love with Natasha just like a father loves his daughter. He was worried about Natasha's marriage. He approached his friend's son who was looking for a good girl to marry . His name was Tom . They were married within few days. The couple began to live happily. But Tom's relatives found out about Natasha's past life. They started filling Tom's ears. Things went bad to worse and it was time for divorce. Mr John brought Natasha back to his home.

Less than two to three Months later, Mr. John received another proposal for Natasha. He traded in fruits. He had a great reputation among the fruit sellers of the city. In fact, this fruit seller was one of Natasha's old but among failed lovers. When he heard about the divorce, he flattered John and persuaded him for marriage. A year after the marriage, laughter and happiness passed, because this fruit seller had such a luxurious lifestyle. He insisted Natasha on staying up all night with him and forced her to drinking. But she used to refuse every time vehemently.

The couple's relationship became strained. Mr John was aware of the couple's incompetence. Finally, one day, the fruit seller, intoxicated, hit Natasha so hard that she fainted. When Mr. John came to know about this news he brought Natasha home. Thus, Natasha got divorced for the second time. This time she stayed at Mr. John's house for a year.

Whenever John insisted on third marriage she refused . But with John's persistent insistence and concern for her future, she agreed to remarry for the third time. This time, Mr. John was very careful in choosing the husband. He was a teenager who was a clerk in an office. Extremely kind ful, well behaved, and good-looking. All the staff in the office appreciated his simplicity and obedience. Mr. John was completely satisfied with such a son-in-law. Natasha on the other hand, gladly accepted him. However, she was a little upset that she was five years older than him.

Natasha and Jonathan began to live happily. She felt that the happiness she had lost after her separation from Tom had been restored. Jonathan was also a good young man who did not have any kind of addiction and no bad company............. Now Mr. John was too weak due to age factor.He was no more enthusiastic about preaching and guidance. Rarely out of the house. But he was satisfied that his efforts were not gone in vain.

Seven years have passed.

One day Mr. John came out of the house for some work. A middle-aged woman was standing at the front door of the house. This charming faced lady came near Mr. John and said, I am Rosy......sister of Natasha...... Just as you showed my sister the right path....so may I have mercy……....?

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