Burn This Manuscript After Reading

By S. R. D. Farahani

Maybe in ancient times, invisible three Norn sisters determined the fate of each person all around the world, but in these days, fortunately or unfortunately, they are out of order, completely! In spite of that, our fate is still under the control of some invisible creatures; they are not sisters, but they are brothersthe invisible seven brothers of CIA! The brothers who play the role of the Norn sisters in this enigmatic world! Fortunately, they have determined a wonderful fate for me, but I am not sure about yours!

S. R. D. Farahani

• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing Singapore
• Release date: Jan 10, 2017
• ISBN: 9781482881387

S. R. D. Farahani

I was born in 1971 in Tehran in a well-known family. My father called me `Reza'; it is an Arabic name and means `Consent'! I am interested in drawing, listening music, watching Hollywood movies and playing Judo, too. Now I am working on my next manuscript! [e-mail]

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Contents

Preface

The Former Stage The Day of Resurrection

Happiness, Peace & Justice

A Magic Box

The First Vinaceous Dews

The First Stage A Secret Grotto

The Brotherhood Council

The Infernal Cabal

The Peace Father is back

The day of Retribution

Final Stage

About the author

Preface

Angels expect you to do a good thing!

Devils expect you to commit a mortal sin!

But CIA Lords expect you just to burn this manuscript after reading because it is about their top secret mission!

S.R.D.Farahani

To all Invisible Heroes who try the best for resurrecting the half dead corpse of the ‘Peace’ from the depth of a lost tomb!

S.R.D.Farahani

The Former Stage The Day of Resurrection

As I remember the past, everything started from a very black dark place for me!

From the time I heared a beautiful voice in blackness!

While a strange being was singing a nice song!

It is the day of resurrection,

Resurrection from the bed of death,

It is the time of opening,

Opening your eyes with my kiss,

It is the time of feeling,

Feeling a warm bosom full of peace,

And it is the time of drinking,

Drinking vinaceous dews full of breath,

Vinaceous dews full of libido,

Libido at the nights of bacchanalia,

At the nights of drinking and pissing,

The nights of coquetting and kissing,

And the nights of appeasing,

This is the real life!

After hearing this song mixed with lots of cacophony noise, all at once, some malodorous hot drops (pee) dripped on my dusty face and then the black curtains over my spent eyes went up under a thick layer of cold soil for the first time.

Maybe it was the day of resurrection!

I had a terrible thirst and hunger; as though I had not drunk any beverage and I had not eaten any food from thousands years ago!

Unfortunately I didn’t know who I am or where I am exactly at that moment and who is singing that nice song for me or why those malodorous hot drops are dripping on my face; I was not sure if I am alive or dead, old or young, male or female, or …; nothing was clear around me so I just needed a little More Light for discovering the realities around myself.

But to my great surprise, a pure darkness had embraced everywhere and a heavy foolishness had embraced me tightly!

The hot smell of soil was fondling my nose; it was not the scent of death, it was the fragrance of existence, the smell of an extra chance, the odor of a new life!

I didn’t know whether it is my first chance for a new life after expiring or it is the first one before expiring!

What an astonishing day is really the day of Resurrection!

On the whole, I could breathe the scent of a renewed life at the dank dark space which was my cold tomb!

That cold tomb had been dug by my beloved mistress as I discovered in the future!

A dark silent tomb for a peaceful sleep, of course, not only for the dead ones, but also for all creatures who breathe under the earth!

But in that moment I didn’t know whether I am born in the dank world of the alive or in the dark world of the dead!

It was quite a mysterious situation for me!

I exactly had the feeling of a dead who had been born in a dark narrow tomb suddenly; it was quite exciting and dreadful!

It was exciting because I had been resurrected in a mysterious place under a large amount of cold soil, and it was dreadful because I couldn’t see anything except too much darkness mixed into a large amount of soil or a large amount of soil mixed into too much darkness!

What an astonishing day is really the day of Resurrection!

Becoming alive and breathing under the ground is such a wonderful experiment that is not possible for all creatures to feel it; special the time, you can hear the noise of wriggling and moving ahead of the Earthly Slimy Sprites (Earthworms)!

The Earthly Slimy Sprites whose slimy naked jelly bodies arouse your appetite too much; the dead in the tombs are afraid of facing them but those who open their eyes in the tombs are impatient for meeting them as soon as possible!

I needed a little more light very much at that moment for discovering the realities around myself and I was eager to see that nice singer face to face and to find the source of the malodorous hot drops those were dripping on