Can You Escape From Death

It was in the days of Farhan that death took the form of a man and before your knell did toll death usually gave you a call Sitting in his parlour by the shore, there was a knock on the door Farhan jerked it open and beheld the sight dressed in black and holding a paper stood he, stood death!! “Thy time has come” he spluttered “for you are next on my list” “so soon?” cried Farhan who had lived for four scores. He whimpered and went frenzy but death stood expressionless. with laser in place of eyes, he was nonchalant and apathetic Farhan thought of his opulent garments and his stupendous cars, and again he did lament looking at death with tears baked lips, he quavered “lets have a feast of my passin” For four hours they feasted but he ate and drank intermittently while looking at death with deceit in his eyes he watched as death ate to a point of stupor and fainted Farhan dragged the list of names from his cold hands and from top to bottom, he displaced his name feeling happy to have tricked death, he drank happily to his health. four hours later,death awoke then looking at farhan with gratitude said “for being kind I will add your days to next autumn” by starting reading my names from bottom.” looking at the bottom of the list, he read “Abongobi Farhan ” then looking at Farhan he smile and asked: “CAN YOU ESCAPE FROM DEATH?”