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All of you know that I ‘ve read more than thousand books , in arts , in politics , in psychology , horror novels, sports novels , and in romance too , briefly , I can’t stop myself reading any book
But to be honest , only 9 or 10 books still in my mind , am talking about the books that really affected me , books I would never ever forget , Utopia , pet cemetery , Love in August (the greatest love story I’ve ever read in my life and Hell bound Train !!
Hell bound Train, amazing story written by the icon “Robert Bloch” in 1958, won a huge number of awards including the Hugo award.
It talks about the young Martin. One night, after Martin decides he isn’t cut out for a life of petty larceny and contemplates joining the Salvation Army, a large, black, and unmarked train he does not recognize stops near him. The train conductor gets off, bearing a lantern he lights by blowing on it, and offers Martin anything he wants, in return for which he will ride that Hell-Bound Train when he dies. Martin believes he has outsmarted the Conductor by asking for the ability to stop time forever at the moment of his choosing, when he is happiest. The Conductor agrees, and gives him a pocket-watch with which he may stop time by unwinding the watch. (It is never made clear if the Conductor actually is the Devil.)
He fixes up his life, getting a job and subsequent promotions. He meets a woman he would like to marry, and wonders if he should stop time at the moment she accepts him but decides against it because she won’t have sex until marriage. Martin has a son, but decides to wait until he is grown to stop time. By the time this happens, Martin is balding and has a gut, although he is now wealthy. But he again finds happiness, this time in an affair with a younger woman, and again considers stopping time, until his wife discovers the affair; their divorce leaves Martin broke.
He is old by the time he regains his fortune, but decides to travel around the world to look for happiness, but there is no moment in his travels perfect enough to warrant stopping the watch. He tries to make some friends, in order to stop time at a moment of ideal friendship, but it is too late. He has a stroke, and goes to the hospital, but sneaks out to look for his moment, only to have a second stroke just as he decides happiness is freedom. As he lies dying by an embankment, he wonders if he should stop time then so as to save his soul, even if he has to live his dying agony forever. He decides against it and the train returns with the Conductor to take Martin to the “Depot Way down Yonder.”
The Conductor tells Martin that others have tried this wish, but they also never found the perfect moment, always waiting for something better, until they died just like him. Martin laments for a moment but realizes there are others on the Hell-Bound Train, and they are all having their last and greatest time. To the Conductor’s surprise and horror, Martin chooses that moment to stop time, thus rendering the train and all its riders permanently traveling. The story ends with Martin as the new brakeman on That Hell-Bound Train
I read this novel may be 3 years ago , or four , and I still remember every little detail , this story invaded the real mankind soul , when will we get satisfied , the man who had wealth , love , family , and friendship , didn’t find the time deserves to be his “forever moment” .
Is it too complicated? Still us wasting everything time after time month after month year after year, until we finally realize that there is no more time to do anything, discovering that we had all the great things we had wished and we wasted it all over the years?
I still remember it , me in January 2006 , staying in my friend’s cyber , it was 4 am , only both of us still there , the whole place is ours , we was talking to his girl , and me was talking to my girl , smoking , drinking , while Pop Marley insane voice invading the silence , and the light old spice smell covering the whole place , crazy cold weather outside , warm inside , it was the moment , it was the moment that I’d live to live in forever , I felt complete , but unfortunately , the Hell bound Train didn’t show up to me L
Once again , it was 6 am , and it was December 2007, staying at my home , trying to write something for my girl , listening to Behind The Silence amazing song , for Blue System band , watching outside the window , the light rain drops started to get through the 1st sunrise light in the light red sky at the early hour of the day , I wrote the best of me , I said how do I feel like I’ve never explain before , I wrote what she hadn’t ever read m because she was sleeping!, and my be dreaming of me .
I don’t know what more can I have to stop the time at this moment forever? Hah? But again the Hell bound Train, missed my way.
Anyway , I started to believe that we will never feel the right moment , may be after years I will set and remember this moment , and asked myself again , why didn’t the Gay-Ass Hell bound Train show up .
We will never find the right moment, and once we do, either it will be too late, or we will think that there are a better moments are coming, we will never learn, we will never be happy.