Wednesday, December 10, 2008
“Is there a God?” asked the brain. The pillow wasn’t surprised at this question. It understood that the bygone weeks had been quite a tiresome, fearsome and weary after the disgusting attacks on one of the cities of the country. “If there is GOD then why is there such a gory!” asked the brain. The pillow said “What do you think? Isn’t there one?” the brain shot back “Then where is he... Why doesn’t he come down to save people?” The pillow said “’Goodness is Godness’, if you can understand this! How good are you to others? Why do you always question his existence only when you are in trouble? There is no God living to meet you after you die. But God live with us. They never created anybody in fact you created God! So also the gory is all created by people. This pain is inflicted by a pseudo reality group called ‘Society’. The terrorists belong to the society of extreme psychopaths. God is love. God is humanity. Listen to the story of the people of Meesa.
Far away from the land of India there was a place called Meesa. It was a small town. That place was a poverty stricken place. People called it the land of hell or the land of curse though they did no harm to anyone. People were dark in color as the sun scorched the town thru the most part of the year. There were passersby but no one cared. There was a temple in the town, every year on one particular day people used to gather there and pray. That day was celebrated auspiciously in spite of their poverty. On one such day, a pregnant lady who was passing thru the town to go to the next town gave birth to a boy baby and died right in front of the temple gates. Everyone thought that the baby was a messenger of God. The boy grew up in that town. The people fed him with whatever they had. He loved them too. When he grew up and crossed his teen he decided to involve in robbery in the neighboring villages to save the dying people from poverty. While he was robbing, a priest caught him red hand. He explained the priest about the land of hell and his attempt to save them as return to their love of him. He said that GOD is partial to his people. The priest said that he too has heard of the land of curse and in fact God loved the place so much. He said there is legend about the land of Meesa that a man born at the feet of GOD and will unleash the treasure inside the town. He went back to the town and informed the people about the legend. Everyone in the town became happy and started to search for the treasure and they were lead by the boy. When they started to dig the earth deeper some got water, some got gold and some got diamonds. People who got water from their lands started farming and the others became gold and diamond merchants. The boy was celebrated as their savior and worshipped him for long years. The land of curse became the land of rich!
Now who is the GOD in the story?” Asked the pillow.”Is that the people of the town who supported the boy in spite of their poverty, or is that the boy who was willing to do anything and lead them to reap the glory or the priest who did not punish the boy for robbery. In fact everyone for all the love they had for each other. Every crime happens in the name of society. The God never created any society. It’s our creation. Everywhere in the world there is a society that dominates and ill-treats the other. For example in the land of whites the blacks and browns have no place and so the vice versa. Neither education nor sports can solve this but pure love can do the trick. Stop questioning God start questioning yourself. There is a lot left in you…spread the message and practice it without any barriers of society.” Now the brain was quiet once again and thought ...”How Should I start to love?” and slept...The pillow was beaming now for having achieved something…
To be continued…
