Conversation with God.
After my father’s cremation the very same night I was lying on my bed trying to sleep with my mind still preoccupied. It was going through all the past memories of my father & how he loved everything about God. He used to say God was his father, his friend, everything & was the only source for prosperity in this world. If it was possible for God to do anything then couldn’t he avert my father’s death? I wondered! I shouted at Him, can you hear me? If u can do reply to me otherwise I’ll not trust you anymore. It’s now or never! I shouted again. Can you hear me damned reply to me?
Yes I can… a voice came. I was stunned. Was God really there?
God: Why did you call me my friend and why are you so angry?
Me: Don’t you know it? You have done it all & you are asking me why am I angry?
God: What have I done?
Me: I want my father back. I beg of u please God please.
God: It was destined.
Me: But everything is in your hands & u can even change the destiny. After all this is what my father used to say. I don’t think he lied?
God: Yes I can change the destiny forever, but only if you make up your mind for a positive change. It’s up to you all how you shape up your lives & what you want from it and if you are willing to change what is destined for you I am always there to help you change it. This is what I did for your father also. I did what he wanted for himself and for others and I m very happy for what he chose. He is now with me even more close to my heart & happy forever.
Me: I don’t believe it man! I don’t. You mean my father himself asked you to change his destiny & that too in this way? He asked you for his own death? Why would he do it? Was it that he didn’t love us any more or was he unhappy with us that he wanted to leave us? I know my father better. He couldn’t live without us even for a single day and you say he himself chose his death leaving us behind & that too on the day when my sister was getting engaged. I remember how excited he was on that day with everything & was waiting for the evening with great anticipation. You are a liar, a big liar.
My father had full faith in you. For each & everything he believed in you & now when he is no more you are repaying for his friendship like this? You go away & never come back. I am in no mood to talk to you anymore. And listen as I lost my father you are also going to loose one of your friends forever. Yes I am talking about myself. Now onwards don’t expect anything from me. I don’t know you anymore & will not ask you for anything. OK Mr. God I hope I have made everything clear. Go now.
God (smiling): You want me to go? OK I m going, but will never leave you whether you wish or not. You don’t consider me your friend anymore, but I still believe in our friendship & remember whenever you will call me or need me I’ll be there for you always as I was with your father.
Me: Call you Mr. God? I don’t think this will ever happen again. Good bye for always.
I didn’t hear any voice after that. This was the first & the last time I ever talked to God & since then He was never a part of my thought process. My faith in Him was lost completely.
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