Tuesday, April 18, 2006

God...

He worked very hard...so hard that sometimes he forgot why? what is it that he is looking for ? something really important it must be...
I asked him once and he said that he wants to talk to god. He need a wish from him...and so he kept trying.

One rainy day he heard a knock at his door...it was something different...a silence that he never heard before...has the rain stopped ??? He opened the door and saw God standing there...a voice which wasnt in a language he has heard ever before but could well understand said..."Would you like to have a walk with me my son ?"

He had never felt a force so strong..."Of course! But let me take my umbrella."
"You wont need it my son, look around" said God.The time stood still...the rain droplets hung in the air..."Was it a dream?", he thought.

"I heard that you wanted to meet me, is it true?"
"Yah, i did."
"and why is that ?"
"You do really dont know why?"

God smiled and said " Yah i do, afterall i am GOD.What is the wish that you want from me?"
"I want to be you. I want to be GOD.", he replied.

there was a silence....

"And why is that?", God asked.
"I want to be free. I dont want to be ruled by the laws of this world...i dont want to believe in limits...I want to be special."

God smiled again..."thats one big wish you have asked for my son.But i think since you have worked so hard for this, i'll grant it to you."

They walked for few minutes or few hours or may be years..time had no existence there.They talked about life and hope, they talked about love and faith, they talked about dreams and destiny. Finally they stopped.


"I think its time for me to go", God said.

"But i have so many questions to ask you..."

"Dont worry, I do meet people on such rainy evenings. Sometimes even at night, sometimes when they are travelling or sometimes when they are dreaming...sometimes when they are in love or at times when they are about to give up..."


The voice seemed to fade away...the silence was broken by the music of the rain droplets.

"I feel different.Does this mean my wish is granted ?", he wondered.

As the years passed by, he became famous for doing extra ordinary things. He had the power to heal people by his words. He had the power to make people fall in love with him...wisdom, knowledge, strength, faith...there were no limits. This is what he wanted. Seems his wish did come true.

Then one day, he left this world...on his way to heaven he saw a familiar face. It was God...walking with a young man.

He walked towards them and said, "God do you remember me?"
"Of course i do.", God replied.


"Its time for me to go, my son", God told the young man and the young man dissapeared smiling.


"I would like to thank you for granting my wish, God", he said breaking into tears.

"Dont thank me.It was the easiest wish to grant. You asked me to give you something you already had", God smiled.

"I already had ?", he was confused.

"Yah you did. You had strength and passion, you had dreams and will power to fulfill them. All you needed was faith in your self.And that is what i am. I am faith...but most of the people know me as GOD. The day i met you, you started believing in yourself. You became GOD."

the simple truth for which he searched all his life became clear in a moment...

"Before you leave, who was the young man you were talking to", he asked.

"He was a young guy who had cancer and was about to die. He had a wife whom he loved more than any other thing in this world. He did not want to go. He wanted to live.He wished for it.", God said.

He looked at God asked a question for which he already knew the answer, "And what happens next?"

"He will live." came the reply.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Dreams n Destiny...

I ‘ve wondered why it took us so long to catch on. We saw it and we didn’t see it. Or rather we were trained not to see it…The truth knocks on the door and you say “Go away, I’m looking for the truth ,” and so it goes away. Puzzling….

I couldn’t remember the last time when I went for a drive before deciding where to go. May be I am afraid that I’ll be lost. May be I’ll meet my other self. Poor though but definitely happy he is, after all he left everything behind for his dream…now all he has is his life and his dream that came true…he wants to show me the beautiful colors of his dreams but I wouldn’t come. May be I am afraid that I am already lost.

But life is not all about dreams. I had responsibilities. I wanted life to be comfortable and secure and I have worked hard for it. Sacrificed my youth when I could have felt like a free bird flying so high where every materialistic thing in this world would disappear. I chose a less adventurous road in life because it looked safer. I think I made a right decision…like everybody else. May be that was my destiny, I thought.

Sometimes I really feel like traveling back in time, follow my dreams and choose my own destiny. I wish it could be true…
…The boy remembered his dream, and suddenly everything was clear to him.

The boy grew up chasing his dream. He faced disasters but he never stopped trying. He had hard time in life and at times when he was about to give up he heard voices which told him to carry on …

“Why are you telling me all this?” the boy said.
“Because you are trying to realize your destiny. And you are at the point where you’re about to give it all up.”
“And that’s when you always appear on the scene?”
“Not always in this way, but I always appear in one form or another. Sometime I appear in the form of a solution, or a good idea, At other times, at a crucial moment, I make it easier for things to happen. There are other things I do, too, but most of the time people don’t realize I’ve done them.”


The boy never gave up and finally he wrote his destiny. The boy grew up to be me…
… and one day I met my other self. Rich and famous though he seemed, he looked unhappy. I wanted to show him the beautiful colors of my dreams but he wouldn’t come.
It seemed that he was lost!

The fluttering of the pages woke me from my short dream, a dream which completely changed the way I looked at life.

A cloud does not know
why it moves in just such a
direction and at such
a speed.
It feels an impulsion…this is
the place to go now. But the sky knows
the reasons and the patterns
behind all clouds,
and you will know, too, when
you lift yourself high enough
to see beyond
horizons.