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Jealousy Kills

Hello , Are You Living In a Living Hell?
Mate it time to tell

One man from South Asia was sent to Heaven. He was very happy there. One day he thought he would visit Hell. He wanted to know how the dwellers were. And instantly his wish fulfilled. First a big signboard attracted his eyes; the sign read "The American Hell Inc." He entered slowly. He was scared of seeing a huge mustached man holding a huge bamboo. Then he discovered a mega hole where many Americans were being boiled, they were screaming with dire pain. He saw few people try  to escape from the hole. And whenever they raised their heads, the mustached man beat them unconscious. Having seen their severe agonies, the heaven-man groaned with pain. Then he visited the "British Hell Ltd." " The European hell and Co. ltd.", "The African Hot Hell Ltd." and finally Asian Mega hell Ltd. But one thing surprised him, only the American hell was divided into two parts. One "One American hell Inc. and the other " The USA Hell". USA again! America has got two hells!! His surprise doubled when he saw only the USA Hell was completely vulnerable, he went to the SOH (Supervisor of Hell.) 

I have three queries, may I ask, your Excellence?''
Certainly Mr. Heaven er."
Does America deserve two hells? Are they that bad? And has every South Asian been sent to heaven? I saw no South Asian Hell!
"No, not at all. Everything is justified here soulmate. Here USA means United South Asia not United States of America."
"Oh I see, that's beautiful and ..... creative. But every country got a Hell by why were not South Asian Countries allocated hells individually?"
"Because only their worldly names were different but in terms of mind they were the same."
"Come on! What are you talking about! European countries thought alike not South Asia especially South Asia would fight and bite among themselves. 
No they didn't believe in oneness. If they had thought alike, they would have been united."

We believe not what you believe, I'm afraid Heavener. They thought alike, " his word was stuck in a knot. 
The heaven man nodded apathetically but he did not look convinced. 

Well, but why isn't there any security guard?'' queried he smilingly. I ... I think, so far as I understand, my hometown mates are very reliable, they will never escape, right?'

"Wrong, whom do you believe more, your ears or eyes," the SOH asked harshly. 
"Of course eyes."
"Good, let's go."

The Hell Supervisor took him to the hell of USA, the United South Asia, they went to the huge hole of the hell. The Heaven man looked down and saw something incredible. Even his own eyes refused to believe.He saw, many people tried to escape and when one somehow managed to climb up the hole of boiling water the other pulled them down. He closed his eyes in pains. 

"So, shall we appoint any security guard for them?' the supervisor asked pensively. 
"No, not all." said he shaking his head in disappointment.
"But one thing...... I have yet to be convinced......how do they think alike?"
"Simply, in South Asia everybody only thinks of "I" and "My" not "we". They do not want others to develop because of jealousy and they have been thinking so since their worldly-life. The man who pulled his Hellmate down if he wants to go up then the latter will do the same. So, don't they think alike?"

What make us live in the living hell?
Friends now tell us 
Are we jealous?
It't time to fell us
Or else it will kill us.

Yes mates, jealousy us a malignant element that ruin happiness corroding internally. Friends, let's do an exercise---
(When you are really jealous of someone) You look with envy at somebody, now stop looking at them, just look at you---- how do you feel?..... a pain, a terrible torment of frustration. Your mind is unconsciously saying with a sigh-- Oh! I'm not as they are!! It means your jealousy silently harms you inside producing negative chemicals. Interestingly, they are not harmed who are jealous of, or rather, it is you who hurts and harms yourself. 

Mates, now let me say something very terrified and classified, only one word did devastate and split the South Asian world. They used to be one, now they are many. The powerful word is, JEALOUSY.  Friends, we cannot think, if my neighbor or partner can go up then they may help me go up.  

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