Conflict

A yellow light was peeking out of a dilapidated room in a desolate wasteland at midnight on a pink winter cold.  The light that pierced the body of darkness was coming from the bulb hanging in the middle of the room, whose artificial rays brought consciousness to the human body kept in bondage under it and that body suddenly woke up.  Probably he was tied up here for a very long time. After a lot of coughing he came to consciousness. The man tried unsuccessfully to remove the black cloth tied around his face but without the help of hands how he was able to remove the cloth?

"Arthur, where are you trapped ..." said Arthur in mind angrily, trying to look across the black cloth.

"Is anyone here ?? Why was I brought here? What do you want after all? Is there any enmity with me?"  One question after another Arthur shouted but no answer came from the front.  At this point of loneliness, Arthur was losing his peace of mind. Suddenly there was the sound of someone's footsteps ringing in his ears and he screamed as soon as he heard it.

"Help !!"

But there was no response from the front.  Arthur was realizing that maybe this is the same person who tied him here.

"Who are you? Why am I tied up here?"  Arthur shouted but sadly he could hear nothing but the sound of the other man's kicking around him.

"Do I have an enemy?"  Arthur tried again in a pitiful voice.

"What did you say enemy? That too yours? I am your best friend my dear..." said the stranger with a faint laugh.

"Oh.. i see that's why I'm tied up in such a strange place? How long have I been here?"

"Don't you remember?"

"If I remember, I would ask you? A**-h**e Once you let go of my hand then I'll show you ..." Arthur's efforts made the chair he was sitting on tremble.

"But no one tied your hands."

"Wait, what !!!"  Arthur leaned forward with his hands.  The bond he felt a few moments ago was nowhere to be found.  Arthur immediately moved his hand towards his face but to his surprise!  No clothes of any kind were tied on his face.  Still his eyes were not able to see much in the dark but as the dim picture of the surrounding objects became visible he realized that the light of the room was now turned off.

"What's all this game? Coward !! You untied my hands and said noone tied you. Also you took a black cloth from my face but turned off the light so that I could not see your face!"  Arthur said destroying the chair he had been sitting on a while ago to the ground.

"Nothing. I'm telling the truth, Arthur. I'm ready to show you my face but the question is that are you ready?"

"I'll see, but remember i sware I won't let you live after seeing it."

"But why are you going to kill me? If you want to you have to kill yourself for that .. Arthur .."

"Thats my face!! Who are you a clone?"

"Or i can be you... yourself ..." the man said, looking into Arthur's eyes.

"Who are you? What's this all about?"  Fear was evident in Arthur's voice.

"I am the one who jumped from the third floor and broke his leg and was lame for life." The lame man walked towards Arthur with red eyes.

"But..but .. I jumped from the third floor myself and my leg was broken in it ..." Arthur said moving back in fear.

"I just said that I am you ..." The man with red eyes started walking towards Arthur.

"Stay there! Don't move on !! What do you want ?? Money? Wealth? Gold?"  Arthur trembled with fear.

"What can you give me! Everything you have is mine. I just want you to teach me a lesson not to make a mistake again."

       Still, the man was moving forward furiously but all of a sudden Arthur slipped behind him and fell out of the room into a deep ditch and fainted.

After a while, Arthur's eyes opened. "He's still alive! But somehow? He just fell into a ditch! One minute!!! he was in a room! Where did the ditch come from?"  Many questions were running through his mind.  He was feeling the pain in his head as if his head was not torn.  Putting his hands behind his head, he stood up from the ground and looked around and saw that he was not in a ditch.  This space was similar to the interior of a building.  Only the doors were visible around him.

       Was the event that just happened a dream come true?  He was still shivering, maybe he thought the other man was around him too. He wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible but where was Arthur after all ?.  Arthur started to walk but this road seemed to have no end.  As far as Arthur went, other doors were coming his way. Bored  Arthur finally opened a door and was amazed to see the scene inside.

Inside the door, another Arthur was spending time with his wife and children. "Is this the same person?"  Before Arthur could say anything, the insider's eyes met Arthur's, and the door slammed shut.  Seeing his wife and children with someone else, Arthur became mad and tried to open or break the door, but unfortunately the door did not open.  Finally, tired of being lost, Arthur sat down on the ground and began to weep for his wife and children.  Suddenly the door opened and a man came out from inside.  He looked just like Arthur, and Arthur stood up and spoke angrily.

"Who are you! What is all this? What you did with my wife and children?"

"Your wife and children? It's my wife and children and you are the one who  made them cry ..." The man out the door spoke angrily.

"She is my wife and children. Why are you doing this? Forgive me. Let me go from here. Which place is this?"  Arthur begged in a croaking voice but the other person ignored him and opened the door and went back in and the door closed again.  Seeing him go, Arthur immediately tried to open the door. Finally, after a lot of hard work, the door suddenly opened with the touch of his light hand and the sound of "tuck ..." opening the lock became a hope and touched his ear.  He immediately opened the door but it meant zero. There was nothing in the door except a wall in front of him.  Arthur sank into the clouds of despair and grabbed his head and fell to the ground crying.

"Aren't these people bothering you?"  Suddenly an unfamiliar but very familiar hand fell on Arthur's shoulder as Arthur looked back and there was another man like him standing with a glass of liquor in his hand.  Maybe he didn't even have a proper consciousness, he was completely intoxicated.

"who are you?"

"How many times have I told you that I am you ...A**-h**e!" said the drunken man, shaking his head.

   Still nothing was coming to Arthur's understanding.  The the other drunken man fell to the ground due to lost balance during vomiting.  Seeing this, Arthur immediately helped another person. Vomiting and the mixed smell of alcohol were tearing Arthur's head off.  There the same man again started drinking alcohol and spoke in a hoarse voice like a little boy.

"Those people won't annoy you if you don't do all this ... how much times I have to listen because of you ..."

"But what did I do?"

"What did you not !! If you had to commit suicide again, why did you go to drink alcohol !! Now everyone tells me that drunk people do the same ... Why did you go to drink alcohol ??"  The man sat on the ground crying and cried a lot.

Suddenly Arthur's mind fluttered and he stopped crying.  Maybe after drinking alcohol at night he tried to commit suicide again, haunted by life.  As soon as he remembered his big mistake, his heart almost missed a beat.

"Am I still alive?"  Arthur immediately sat down on the ground and asked his humble drinker.

"Obviously .. mot*** f***r? If you weren't alive, how could you do all this?"

"So which place is this and who are you all?"

"You asked me again !!"

"Sorry, sorry! What a place this is ..."

"This is your mind. Every thought, every memory is here ..."

"Why am I here?"

"You're in a coma. If your body is going nowhere, you're going to kick it in your mind."

"What !!"  Arthur was in a situation where even blood would not come out if he was cut.

"What? What!! You didn't think before jumping and now tearing up English! Crazy .."

          The drunken man was right. This was Arthur's second suicide attempt.  The first time he broke one of his legs but luckily he survived.

"How can I get out of here?"

   Arthur was about to ask the drunkard a question but suddenly he disappeared from there. There was a sound from the doorway which was his own.

"Never ..."

Arthur trembled from within.  What to do now?  He didn't know what to do.  He had become a prisoner of his own mind.  A conflict world in which all his struggles and decisions related to it, the good narcissistic aspect were all coming up against him.

"You can still get out of here ..." Arthur's ears heard the sound of footsteps again.  He turned around and saw another man (Arthur) approaching him.

"Who are you now?"

"I am your friend, best friend ..." said another Arthur, smiling

"Best friend! Will you let me know how to get out of here?"  Just one question was important to Arthur now.

"You are the master of your mind, not a slave to it. You can run it as you wish, just as you untied the shackles of your hand before it fell into the valley. You can also get out of here."

     Even before that person could say anything further, this whole magic of Arthur's eyes disappeared from the front and darkness spread all around.  After a while, Arthur slowly opened his eyes and found that he had fallen on a hospital bed.  All the relatives around him were overjoyed to see him.  In front of Arthur's eyes were his wife and children.  His wife immediately took Arthur's hand in hers and spoke.

"We are all with you now that you have never taken such a step to understand yourself alone ..." There was more emotion and love in his words. Emotions that were flowing from the woman's eyes even in the form of tears.

"Yes, I will not make such a mistake now .. I am also in my best interest now .."

These words came out of his mouth even though Arthur didn't want to say anything.  For a moment he was startled but ignoring this he hugged his wife but how did he even know that this was a hint ... only Arthur did not come out of the coma alone ...