Assignment on Albert & The Genie

Albert's been a quite unhappy man in his life and he was feeling depressed mentally as he was seated on his bed, with his head bent at that moment, he realized like his life had failed he was feeling depressed and disappointed.

He spoke to himself: "I've been laboring hard and tirelessly and, while I am recognized in the town as an astute, professional business owner, I'm still just a middle-class person and still I have not earned the money that I deserved to be rich, and I'm definitely going to carry on this until the end of my days if I don't plan anything to change the situation in which I am living my life."

He had worried over his miserable lot for one week or further. It seemed like there was only one way out of his trouble, but its soul rebelled.

He stopped and shooked his head because of these thoughts and feels that were surrounding him for long. "All my life so far was honest, prudent, and rigid; misery has finally shattered my heart, I'm going to give up the fierce battle, and I am going to perform the deeds that were not allowed to perform ethically— I am desperate to sell my soul to the Genie."

"The resolve is so good," said a voice in Albert’s inner parts of his soul, "I must do something to change my destiny for a better future for myself as well as for a better future of my homies."

He said, "I can do nothing! My nine children are developing into big boys and girls. On the chair next to him, he felt some unexpected movements as he was consistently feeling the existence of someone around him.

Albert turned for a moment and saw a grim-faced man on the other side of his table. There was an intruder who was standing and staring into the eyes of him. The intruder was all dark and he let out a strong sulfur scent.

The intruder asked the young boy "Are you going to join the alliance of Genies?" Albert responded, "Yes," and he laid down his jaws in the manner of a man who would not be shaken from his intent as he was resolved and firm on his devil decisions.

"Yes, I must realize," questioned the foreigner. The intruder replied, "And I am happy to handle you." "You are the Genie?" Albert demanded, seriously swallowing the intruder. The outsider explained, "Actually, I'm allowed to conclude contracts for my master." "I'm Rakishi, the most respected servant of my master." "Sir," Albert said, "You may forgive me (for I'm unable to injure your feelings, I'm unwell to injure your feelings), however, the laws that regulate my business life are specifically connected to presidents, and rarely trusting of middle-sided offices.

"Today is Friday, as it is widely known as hangman's day," explained Rakishi; "and it's just as busy at our locality as Monday is in a washing machine, or the first day of each month is at a bookkeeper's office. You may realize that it was Genie’s busy day, please have a bargain with me, and you find that my master would gladly embrace it.

He then begged Rakishi to go to the Genie with his desires made public. Rakishi left him there with a reasonably sorrowful mode as he was not expecting such a response from him.

The Genie has just come back again, and definitely, this was the time for a ghost—no misunderstanding could have been made, for he had the mantle of scarlet, cloven feet and had the as many as there are brimstones, sulfur, and stuffy smells with him.

He had a scarlet hat. Both spoke of all the affliction of Albert; the Genie sympathized with Albert, and a malodorous, rubbery tear would fly through the wicked nose of the Genie and roll off the tapestry. "The capital and the money is what you want to make you rich and to make your living conditions better," the Genie claimed.

"The warmth and happiness that you seek from me as your ultimate desires and wishes will be offered to you."  "This is going to give me a chance to do well and to do something that would improve my life from here on," Albert said. "To do well!" responded the Demon. "Indeed! It's a wonderful time for us in fact for both of us, buddy Albert! Ha, ha, ha!" And the Genie smiled surprisingly to the response of the young fellow. "To do well indeed.

Nothing seemed so funny as to "make well" for the money of the Genie!! However, Albert did not know how beautiful the Genie was his inner personality was wonderfully beautiful. Albert was not a humorist, he was a normal businessman, as we pointed out he was a cunning businessman but this time he demonstrated the innocence before the Genie.

It was eventually decided that Albert would sell his soul to the Genie on condition that the Genie would diligently serve and grant him riches for a period of twenty-four years he would be rich for the definite time and do as he was told by the Genie. So the soul of Albert should go into the hands of the Genie at the end of the twenty-fourth year and live forever, without intervention, without any redress or dependence.

Probably no more terrible deal has been reached! "You will sign this contract by your name to verify about your agreement with me," the Genie said presenting an asbestos sheet on which all the terms of the diabolical deal have been correctly defined.

The deal was still tempting for Albert as his greatest wish was just about to be accomplished with his mere agreement to the condition posed by the intruder. Albert thought that it was not a big deal to compromise on little things in order to catch the dreams and desires he and his family were having for certain decades.

"Yeah," Albert replied. "I have long enough been a merchant to know the properties and the essentials of written deals. So of course, you have to offer a guarantee for the faithful execution of your portion of this company. "I'm going to insist you for this offer," Albert said softly.

The Genie said, and rubbery his mad hands together softly, "This is not a matter of emotion, but it is a stern and angry thing: you will do certain things, and earn certain bonuses so I will suggest you to review your decision before having any regrets over those in the future." "Yes, your soul!" "In 24 years of your life! Albert said, Yeah! Without a quid pro quo, no deal is healthy today.”

"I should get a prosecutor to draw up the document to be signed by me," the Genie replied. "It is so." "Why an attorney is needed for such a small task?" Albert asked. "A contract is a basic device. I, as an individual, should set up an instrument that is reasonably binding." "So I'd rather do it myself," Albert said. If an inventor once wonders, that couldn't even be a tool from Archimedean. Albert then formed a covenant for the Genie to sign, meaning that, should the Genie refuse to do whatever Albert ordered him at any time over the next twenty-four years,

So the covenant the Genie held against Albert will be null and void, and a thousand and one souls will be freed from the power of the Darkness forever on the very day. The Genie won; he dreaded signing this contract because her inner thoughts and feelings were refusing to do so, but he had to.

The abominable treaty was ratified by an awful clap of thunder, and each black cat in a room of 100 leagues dropped greatly to smother and yowling. Now Albert was starting to flourish, the Genie started to fulfill his every desire and needs and within no time Albert became a rich and an influential man, the Genie was a good slave and served Albert in such a skillful way that on earth no human had assumed that he was the bad slave.

His wife dressed splendidly, and his kids had all they could luxuriously own, their days of poverty entirely changed and Albert owned the finest house in the town.

Albert was always glad and happy to be known as a businessman; modestly and politely, he expelled himself, continuing the company, which he had considered to be too unproductive from riches in earlier days, with all his old love. His aversion to the pleasures money put in his grasp was strange, and the Genie was incredibly uncomfortable with all his responses and strange sorts of wishes and desires.  "Albert,"

The Genie said one day, "you don't get the entire fun out of this matter. You go to poker on the same old path rarely with a feeling that you will enjoy the last enjoyment of human life. Why don't you get away from the old restraints and why don’t you try something new that would give you more pleasure out of your life?

Why don't you take advantage of the advantage of your leadership?" "I mean it's fun, guy. Why didn't it have a nice time, Albert?"

"I've had a nice time, still," Albert said. "I have a beautiful home; my wife is happy; my children are safe and happy, I am respected, and also I now own everything for what I wished for so long—what else could I wish for? What better time can I ask for?" "You do not understand me," the Genie explained. "I am good, I am pleased and satisfied.

"What I mean by the happy time is the merry-eye and bountiful soul—wine, Albert! Wine, theatre and ladies, and fast horses, with all this joy, happiness, happiness!" Albert cried "Tut, tut, tut! I sowed my wild oats in college no more.

"I have been seeding my wild oats, sir! I, 40 years old, and a businessman too have the right to dream about such dumb words. Anyone who has researched entrepreneurs will understand that of all human beings he is the hardest one to escape from survival.

The Genie groaned and started to question if he ever got joined up with a man like Albert, a businessman. Albert quickly gained pride. he needed a legacy and he explained that he was still linked to a man like Albert, who has been a businessman.

The eyes of the Genie shone. "Perhaps," the Genie whispered, sighing with a smile, — "finally." "Indeed," Albert replied, "although I am rich and people of my town recognize me and value me but I wish to be recognized large and wide.

I have another wish for you to be accomplished, you will build me a church." And the face of the demon grew like a black thumb. "Indeed," Albert said, politely; "you will construct me the church, and it has to be the greatest and most magnificent church of the town: the sessions shall go free, and the finances shall be made available unto you indefinitely."

He was the craziest Genie on the planet ever seen. The Genie rumbled, "I will not do it!" "Don't you think that I'll waste all my time in the church building and being stultified only for your frivolous whims?

I'll never do so!" "So the contract of the agreement which I gave has been null and void," Albert said. The Genie said, petulantly: "Take your old tie. "But your partnership is working," Albert said. "Release then the one thousand souls you owe to me if you fail to follow me." "Oh, Albert!" whirlwind the Genie:

"How can you treat me that way? Wasn't I ever good for you?

"Hush," Albert said, interrupting him. "I told you a thousand times ago that our partnerships were just one businessman's ties with another.

You will fulfill now your compact half; I will soon fulfill my part. Go to the company now! Please leave and do your work! Will you hold your word and save your relation, or will you not? But as he was going to free a thousand and one souls from Hell, he was shocked.

He needed to build the church, a noble one too. He endowed the church and he constructed a parsonage so eventually, it was a magnificent task. So Albert got a great deal of praise for it. People from all over the country visited his church and enjoyed the brilliance of the construction of the church.

The pastor that Albert had set up in this glorious building, was highly religious, and one of the first things he had done was to preach a series of sermons concerning the Genie's personality, where he had invested him and his work most bitterly the Genie was ordered to perform more and more ethical jobs for the prosperity of society, the Genie created and created numerous hospitals, charitable schools, free toilets, bookstores, and other related establishments.

All these constructions did not only raise the fame of Albert but also those deeds by Genie benefited the society at large. Afterward, he made him confident to select fair people and upright judges. It nearly shattered the spirit of the demon, but it was able to do about everything but break its vow and sacrifice those 1,000 and one souls.

By then Albert became renowned for his philanthropy and piety far and wide. Of all, that gratified him, but above all in the sense that he was a business guy, he glorified himself.

"Have you anything to do with me today?" the Genie asked one morning. Due to Albert’s honest deeds and kind behavior, the Genie was also getting transformed steadily.  He had grown into a most benevolent and courteous man, and he had been chastised and somewhat forgiven of the brutality in his heart for continuous work of holy causes.

He looked haggard and depressed this particular morning, yes, and he looked sad, too. "I don't feel good," the Genie explained. "I'm mildly sick, to say the truth."

"I am very sad to know about the feeling you are having," Albert said, "still because I am not in the sanitarian market, I can do nothing still express my sorrow that I am saddened by it.

Of course, the commercial relationships we have with us are not an exchange of sympathy; still, I am going with you simple today. He was completely at the hands of Albert. He grumbled about the frustrating mission.

Ultimately, the collision happened. The reason for that collision was the depression of Genie that he was having by fulfilling the desires and wishes of Albert. When the Genie told Albert that he will no longer work for him.

"You destroyed my business I was not the one you made me by your crazy wishes," the Genie said, tired. "Last evening a panel of rascals awaited me and instructed me that, because my bond with you had broken down, it would entail a complete suspension of my interests.

Whilst I'm on your insane run, I'm not disappointed if my private life has been going to the dogs.

In the meantime, I have lost from my reputation; I am no longer respected by the other Genies and my other companions, and my employees are getting fewer every day.

"So are you ready to forfeit your bond and the agreement we made? I give up — I will make no more commitments to you." "It will never be in your favor," said Albert, "because you know we have voted decent people to the bench, and, because I recall, most of our Judges have been well-established members of the Church we founded a few years ago!"'

"Dawning's question." The Demon was teasing. Then he started whimpering right now. "We are essentially two businesses, co-operating in a corporate arrangement. Our respective roles are clearly specified in the bonds we possess are also explicit for everyone.

You retain your deal and I'll keep mine. Let 's see, I'm still on the thirteen-year line," Albert said for the last time. "They consider a man, an impulse, and I'm still on my way.

The Genie said, "That's how Albert asked." "Rakishi and the rest. I traded so long to make theological medications that I lost all my appetite for sulfur and brimstone, and now I feel of myrrh.

"I do, yes," the Genie said. "You have embarrassed me and I have not got much motivation anymore and I am not willing to do any good deeds anymore for you or for anyone else. Well, Albert, I have been working for you the most frustrating jobs of my life.

Well," Albert said, "I have very clear doubts that, when I fall into your hands thirteen years from now, I won't have what could be considered a sedentary life. "You're not going to," he murmured. "But come, we waste time,"

Albert said. "I will make it nice to you!" "Today will be a Sunday, you have to ensure that all the doors are kept locked." "I am a businessman, so I can't interrupt the precious moments relating to you. I have an important job for you.

"I'm not willing to do any job for you — I'm not going to!" the Demon roared. "You have to," Albert said confidently. "Are you waiting for me to do that?" the Demon screamed. "Want to do this?" Albert asked, "I am a businessman and by this business deal, it's stipulated—"To me, whose stipulations are! I don't care!" the Genie screeched, "You think I'm too stupid to interrupt the feeders that send my starving hell?

"I'm with you though because if ever I've got anything to do with a businessman, I might be engulfed with my own flames!" The consequence of all this was that the Genie broke his vow, and Albert was freed from all service to the Genie with this act and thousands and only one soul was spared from the nuisance of infernal flames.