A certain politician passed away and suddenly found himself standing before a mysterious figure who said:
“You have died, and now you must make a choice: you can spend eternity in either Heaven or Hell. But to help you decide, you are allowed to spend one day in each.”
First, the politician was taken to Heaven. The day was peaceful and filled with harmony, breathtaking landscapes, and an overwhelming sense of tranquility. It was a beautiful experience, serene and calm. At the end of the day, the angelic guide returned and said:
“Now, I will take you to Hell. But I must warn you—what happens there is not my responsibility. Be cautious.”
Suddenly, the politician found himself in front of a large door. As the angel vanished, the door creaked open and—surprise!—a massive party was in full swing. There were crowds of cheerful people, lively music, delicious food, luxurious drinks, and everything looked glamorous.
Old acquaintances welcomed him warmly, saying, “Hey, look who’s here! It’s our friend, the politician! Come join us!” They pulled him into the celebration and added, “We’re so happy to have you with us. This place is incredible. We have so many plans together. Tomorrow we’re doing this, next month we’ll do that, and there’s even more coming.”
The politician was amazed. There was joy, excitement, friendship, ambition, and dreams—it all seemed perfect. When the day came to an end, the angel returned and took him to a quiet place.
“So, have you made your decision?” the angel asked.
The politician hesitated, slightly embarrassed, then answered, “I’m sorry, sir, but I’d like to stay in Hell.”
The angel looked at him and asked, “Are you absolutely sure? There’s no turning back—it’s forever.”
The politician replied, “Yes, I’m completely sure.”
“Very well,” said the angel.
Moments later, the politician was transported again. But this time, when the door opened, he was horrified. What he saw was a scene of utter torment—flames everywhere, people suffering in silence and pain. Suddenly, the Devil appeared, grabbed him with a pitchfork, and pulled him inside as the door slammed shut.
Shocked and terrified, the politician cried out, “Wait a minute! Yesterday I was here and it was a party! Everything was perfect! People said it would only get better. What’s going on?”
The Devil looked at him and smirked, replying:
“Ah, my friend… Yesterday, we were campaigning for your vote. But now that you’ve chosen us, well—welcome to reality. You should be familiar with how this game is played!”
