Synopsis: Bob sells his soul to the devil for twenty years of wealth and power. But will he happily keep his end of the deal?.


Bob sat on the terrace of his two storeyed building. This house was not his favourite because of its size or beauty. He favoured it above his other houses because of its great view. On one side, he could see the road with cars coming and going, people struggling to get into buses and the frequent traffic congestions. On the other side was a path that led to a great forest, punctuated by mighty hills. This was land on which the owners were not yet ready to work. The view this house provided was for him, a beautiful contrast between the rural and romantic and the urban and metropolitan.

As he sipped his rich red wine from his exquisite glass cup, he was finding it more and more difficult to come to grip with the fact that this lovely evening was going to be his last on earth. He could not believe that this was the last time he would feel the lulling evening wind hit his face and see the birds serenading while flying across his roof on their way to their abode in the trees. He could not believe that this was his last night and people on the streets still went about their daily businesses. How could they, when he, Bob, the billionaire was on the verge of crossing to the great beyond?. He was sure that they would still go about their...