Do Not Disturb!

    After a couple of days of compliance to the sign "Do Not Disturb" hanging on the door handle, the service boy decided to break into such mysterious room and to disturb its inhabitant who should be as the records say a man in his middle age. From the very first day he checked in to the hotel the service boy felt that something is not right. And a curious person as he is, he made this man's room as his center of revolving around the axis of the many rooms of the Class A category which are in his charge. But once the man entered into the room, nobody ever saw him again. And the sign of "Do Not Disturb" never left its place, driving away any intruders to spoil the requested peacefulness.

      It is the third consecutive day now and nothing is changing, the man is still unseen, and the sign is still there on the door, swaying with the soft tunes of the tender breeze but never falling and never taken away. With careful steps and observing eyes, here is the service boy approaching towards the room, looking right and left to make sure that nobody can see him, thinking about some lie to tell if he is caught by the room lodger or worse by one of the managers. So far so good; no one saw him, so he puts his hand on the door handle, he clutches to it firmly, and presses it down. The door opens, the service boys takes a step inside, he closes the door back, and again nothing appears but the sign that he has just became a disturber and the sentence of a disturber shall be his fate...

      He remained stunned for a while as if he saw a fearful ghost, but what he saw was a little worse. It has been said before: be careful of what you wish for. And here is the man at last, but now he wishes he has never found him, and now he regrets disturbing him and entering this damned room. Now he started to realize that he was seeking nothing but trouble. So there the man lies on the fancy hotel room bed, but with no face! No eyes, no nose, no mouth, nothing, blank, zilch! Just a lifeless, faceless body! And it was a matter of seconds when the service boy's stun ceased as suddenly everything just went black.

     "I know your thoughts, I know your desires, I can give you anything you wish for: all you have to do is to follow me. My loyal follower." The service boy found himself lying in a dark room with these words recurring in his ears. Suddenly, some figures started to appear in front of him. The first was his manager who has been always unfair to him and who gave him more work and less money. The wrath he felt towards him was growing deep inside. But a dagger came out of nowhere and hit the figure of the manager in the chest. Another figure followed, but this time of the service boy himself, wearing expensive clothes and eating at an expensive place and enjoying rains of banknotes pouring over his head. He has never been satisfied with his life and always had these greedy thoughts to have all the money he can get. His mouth even began to drool more once another figure appeared of himself lying on a very fancy bed in a very luxurious room, doing nothing all day, with lots of servants around him, doing nothing but pampering him and serving a comfortable sloth, with lots of types of food delineated over long tables, a gluttony of having everything excessively. Abruptly this figure was replaced by the figure of him standing on a high building and all the people waving at him. The service boy sometimes had this thought that he is born better than others and that he deserves more than others. His pride even went far that even God is standing against him, being the cause of all his problems. Unexpectedly, a couple of women with stunning beauty and attractiveness penetrated through the whole scene, getting closer to him seductively and reaching their hands to him to join them, which caused him to jump before them out of lust like a pig running after a pile of rubbish. He keeps on running before them until he is hit by the figure of one of his colleagues. He has always carried feelings of envy towards this particular colleague for being successful at almost everything he does. The jealous wishes for him to fail and the grudge for every compensation that colleague takes and he does not keep on spreading inside him like a plague.
      Then comes the figure of that man, the room lodger, standing far away, looking down in despair. "I lost myself. Don't lose yours. I ran after desires, life pleasures, self-love, and hatred to others. And I got them all. But they were nothing but thin air .. With each sin I made a part of me was lost, a detail of my face was erased, and I became a walking dead. And I no longer knew my true self. I had this question if God exists, and I answered it, but it was a wrong answer. So I lost my life, my soul, and even my face, since all are not mine, but the Creator's, a fact I found out about but too late. Do not repeat my mistake, and save yourself. Do not disturb yourself by getting so indulged in life and so obsessed with your self for all are to demise and to stand for or against you in front of the Owner of all at the Day of Judgement. Do not disturb others by seeking what at their hands and by having a frozen heart while dealing with them. And do not disturb me for I got what I deserved." 
      With these words the darkness started fading, and light began to cover the whole room, so bright, with no more of such devilish figures, no more of such sinful disturbed thoughts, and no more of faceless, lifeless men. And the light became brighter and brighter, so bright to tolerate. "Helloo. Are you Okay?" said a voice that interrupted all such brightness. It was the man trying to wake up the service boy who slipped at the stairs in front of his door. The man is no longer faceless, or worse, lifeless. And the service boy is awake now, but better, awakened.