The Boss's Illusion

By Farhad Ansari

"There would be no murder if there was no offense."

"What kind of logic is this? All hell would break loose if everyone took revenge for their feeling of animosity. Then, what's the law for?"

"Law? Which law? The law that is enforced to violate our rights? Well, obviously the enforcers of such a law will obey it to protect their interests. You are the lawbreakers that have created the law."

"I'm not allowed to talk much to the prisoners, and you're busy with sophistry. Hold on to your beliefs until the day of your execution comes."

"You are not allowed to talk? Are you the one who is imprisoned or is it me?"

• Language: English
• Publisher: Farhad Ansari
• Release date: Apr 26, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223417583

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Contents

Prologue

Safety Cone

Crisis

Escape

Prison

Confession

Prologue

Earth, the old soldier of the sun, revolves around it to absorb its warmth and energy and present life to its children. This revolving sandy sphere is filled with forests, mountains, seas, and lands, and all creatures had lived on this stray planet. In their lifetime, among the echoes of the raindrops, the trees gifted a new life to Earth; the animals, according to their instincts, chose the obligation of hunting to survive; wind guided the clouds to different spots on Earth, and the dry soil got wet with the raindrops, so the plants’ thirst was quenched and they multiplied. The animals and the insects built nests and were nourished by the products of the trees, the gifts of nature. Natural disasters occurred every once in a while, endangering the lives of plants and animals; however, everything returned to its previous state within the natural procedures of the ecosystem. This cycle was predominant on Earth until it hosted an uninvited guest ...

Man, the greatest of all creation, was banished to Earth.

Safety Cone

I live alone in a house. Earlier today, having eaten a quickly prepared dinner, I turned the TV on and watched a documentary to put an end to my restlessness. The room was dark and the television’s light was bothering my eyes; I decided to close my eyes and only hear its voice, but, all of a sudden, the voice of a drifting car woke me up with a start. I had fallen asleep on the couch and the TV programs had been finished, giving their place to the white noise program for the sleepless. I went to the window and looked out. There was no sign of cars or people. It was past 5 AM. I returned to the couch to rest, but after a while, I heard voices outside. I tried to ignore the voices of arguments, but who on earth was in the mood for an argument that early in the morning? It got me thinking; living alone in this house, I had no neighbors, so who were they? I went to the window again and heard the voices clearly. I wrapped a blanket around my shoulders and went out. Nobody was to be seen but the argument between two people could be heard. I looked around carefully and the only suspicious thing I could see was a traffic cone beside the road. With the voices getting louder with each step, I slowly approached it. I put my ear near the cone; the voices were coming from the inside. I picked it up, but nothing was there, and I still heard the voices. I carefully turned the cone upside down and looked inside. Three ants were sticking to the wall inside. I was watching them carefully. Seeing me had frightened them and they had stopped their conversation. Wanting to get rid of their voice, I conjectured they might be suffering from hunger, preventing their sleep and keeping them babbling. I returned home and took some sesame seeds for them. I put them in the cone but they glared at me snobbishly. Unable to continue my sleep, I thought I could at least mediate between them and solve their problem. I thought it would be better to know them before addressing their problem.

Trying to show off my knowledge and since I knew these species of yellow creatures, I called them Pharaoh ants. Astonished by these words, they began trusting me, and I asked, what’s all the noise about? What are you doing inside this cone? Where has it come from after all? One of them told me a car came at night, put it there for no reason, and went away. For no reason? I had been thinking, What a lawful driver! Evidently, his car has broken down and he put it there, forgetting to take it later.

I said, What was all the noise about?

He said, We three have differences.

Jokingly, I asked, Age difference? with a ridiculous tone.

Our difference is a very important issue, he said seriously, but of course, our age difference is extremely great.

When I saw their severity, I tried to talk seriously and also give them a piece of advice. I said, You have great abilities in social life. You, ants, have evolved in different ways like slavery and peaceful coexistence, and your society enjoys a labor division system and the ability to solve difficult problems. After all, many human civilizations model their religious ceremonies, nutrition, and medical procedures after your behavior. Moreover, you ants have the biggest brains among the insects, on hearing these words, the ants confirmed them, but they said, The problem lays elsewhere. None of these facts can solve the disagreement between the two of us.

Two? But there are three of you.

The other one is just an observer, and it is vague whose side he will take in the end.

What is your disagreement about? Why don’t you go back to your lives and get out of this cone?

The only similarity between us is our desire to live here.

So, what causes your disagreement?

We should know and use this cone. Earlier tonight, we had made great progress, but we disagree on certain things now. In my opinion, those plastic tapes shouldn’t stick to this cone, but the other ant thinks they should; we should glue these two to it because they were on it before, and now they have been separated. Or I can mention the other dispute. I believe we require some strings here, but his highness says we should find some ropes and put them in order in this cone.

They also disputed about other things. One talked about chalk and the other about cheese. After hearing these words, I decided these ants were not ordinary, and, surprised, I asked, Could you introduce yourselves more?

They told me about their professions. One was a physician, the other a mathematician, and the last one a philosopher.

I have seen myriads of soldiers. I have even gone to war to cure the injured, said the physician.

The other ant who was disputing with

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