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A G.S.Vasukumar’s Story

“ Now, take off from this place!” ordered Matthew’s, to his men, seated on his unicorn and riding away, with Edward seated behind him. He rushed out of the closing door of the hell. Th ship crashed through the door of hell, in turn breaking it into thousands of pieces and crushing it.
“ Matthew’s, you will pay for this. I’ll be back and be a winner at last and not even your god can stop me and then you all will be my slaves forever. I’ll destroy everything he has created and I mean it.” Cried Satan, at the top of his voice. “ Why don’t you put an end to this Satan?” asked Edward.
“ No, it’s not possible! He is very powerful as our lord, the creator of this universe. As long as there is good there will be evil and as long as there is god there will be devil, called the Satan and no one can’t do anything about it.” Replied Matthew’s. They all reached the gates of heaven. Two handsome people, opened the gates, smiling at him, they had a pair of wings and resembled angels and he entered the palace, then:
“ Welcome son,” greeted a luminous stranger, dressed in robes, had a small golden crown on his head, which was studded with sparkling diamonds, rubies and pearls and had a bright halo behind his head.
“ Who are you----? Where am I--?” he asked, blocking his eyes with both his hands, as he could not see so much brightness at once. “ Well, they call me by many a names…like, the lord of this universe…” He said. “ Lord?” asked Edward, surprised and astonished, “ I should be dreaming all this?” “ No, you are not!” Said the lord, with a smile on his face, “ You had died some time back in the air crash and now as a matter of fact, you are come to my place, the so called ‘ Heaven’, it is one of my own creation and by the way, I had created a ‘ Heaven’ to you too.called ‘ Earth’. But, man has made a living hell for himself.” “ That’s true.” Said Edward, “ Lord, I have many questions to ask…. First of all…may I please touch you?” “ So you want to test me, is it?” asked the lord, with a frown on his face. “ Pardon me, my lord.” Said he, “ I just want to see that I am not dreaming all this and it’s really happening to me.” “Alright, extend your hand and touch my hand.but, let me warn you that this is not going to be like any other physical contact, you might have experienced so far in your life.” “ I’m prepared, my lord.” He touched the lord’s hand and suddenly he felt as though a powerful current had passed through his body and he had a jerk. “ Yes, I am not dreaming all this.” He said, “ Lord, why does man fear for death?”
“ Son, death should be a wonderful experience like birth…provided if you lead a good life on earth. Then why fear death? Even plants and Animals do die and do you expect them to fear for death too, I don’t think so. By the way, even you have experienced it and I can read your mind and you didn’t felt like dying. Did you?” “Yes, my lord.” He said, “ That means brave and good people don’t feel like dying isn’t it?”
“Exactly, for them death is just a step for achieving immortality, that’s all!” “ Then, what about reincarnation, does it exist or not?” “ Yes and no.” “Pardon me, my lord.” He said, “ I didn’t get it?”
“ Son, all those who die do not go back again. Reincarnation is only for some special reasons. Such people die and leave their bodies behind, only to enter another. It is just like changing your cloths.”
“Lord, what about destiny?” “Son. destiny is your own creation. You have created your destiny through your own thoughts and action. Remember, you are the master of your destiny and not it’s slave.”
“ Lord, it is said that you don’t have any particular form, is it true? Will you show me?”
“ Yes, it is true. I have created man with love and kindness. Man has imagined me in many a forms and has called me by different names…i don’t mind that. Because, each man’s imagination and way of thinking is different…now, see for yourself…” Said the lord. Suddenly, he changed into a beggar, dressed in torn rags and the crown, along with the halo had vanished. “ Well, I have met this person…one day remember now. You were…I am sorry…this person was begging for alms in a street, which I was passing through.”
“ It was me and you had given me some money.” Again the lord changed into a person, who had met with an accident and had lost his left leg and it was bleeding very badly. “ I have met this person too. I had infact taken him to the hospital.” “ And you had donated your blood to save his life, remember?” “ Yes.”
“ Now, do you remember this old lady, whom you had given shelter one cold winter night and gave her some bread to eat and coffee to drink?” “ Yes, I do.” He said, “ So all the time you had been testing me, weren’t you? Then what about that boy who was shivering with fever and cold, one day evening and I gave my over coat to him?” “ Ha! That was a real one and not me!” “ So…. Anything is possible to you, am I right?” “ Yes.” “ Then can I see my parents, please?” “ But…?” “Please, I want to see them only once…..”
“Alright son, you go and open that big door to your right and you will meet them.”

To Be Continued…..



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