Heaven Vs Paradise

Choosing between heaven and paradise is a tough choice. Choosing between 'staying in heaven' or 'moving to paradise from heaven' is a *hard* choice.

In the first, you don't know how either of them are going to treat you. So choosing any one, would be as good/bad as choosing the other.
In the second, you know how staying in heaven feels like, and you have no clue how paradise is.

The one you're already in, is SO good to leave. The one you need to go to is also, apparently, even better than the first one.
Apparently. You don't know it first hand. And opinions are subjective. What feels good to one, might not necessarily feel good to another. It's a 'huge huge risk'. You are playing a game betting on someone else's experience, not your's, precisely - you're gambling. Haha.

Isn't gambling bad manners?:p
Ofcourse yes.
But does that mean you stay back in heaven and not experience paradise at all?
Probably, no.
Haha.

So are you staying in heaven or moving to paradise from heaven?
Yes yes. We're back to square one. Congrats.

GRAND INTERVAL.

P.S : If those two places ever existed in first place.
P.P.S : Despite their existence in the so called afterlife, hard choices very much exist in real life! 

Dementor's Kiss.

That point when a part of you gets used to accepting a few assumptions to be facts; like what you want, might not actually be what you want.

Choices make life what it is. Okay. Agreed. Not always are the choices so clean and clear that you could just pick one and walk away ignoring the other, completely.

At times, two choices are SO good, picking one, constantly reminds you of the advantages of the other. Leading to a never ending turmoil. One gives you assured stability, the other gives you unadulterated happiness. But to survive an existential crisis, both the choices are as important as the other.

You'd be too busy in the battle. And suddenly on one not-so-fine day, all these purpose-of-life articles start pouring in from nowhere; screaming out for your attention - 'Do what you love, love what you do. When you love what you do, you don't work a day.' Blah, blah, and blah.

Despite all efforts of having a day not as tough as iron, the spherical world actually flattens out into a sheet and turns upside down. Flip.

The transition from + infinity to - infinity happens in fraction of seconds. In one milli second, all that you have thought of; ceases to exist for ever. In the next millisecond, you hear a voice screaming -
"Who the hell asked you to read those articles? Why do you bring in unnecessary trouble?"

And when it happens repeatedly it becomes a real world symbol of a deadly dementor visiting you as if it were a dear friend.

The best part is still waiting. It's when you have no clue 'how to deal with the mess'.

INTERVAL.