God Said...

As the man opened his eyes, the first ray of the sun that hit his eyes teased him and the second ray that hit his eyes yelled at him to wake up and start another wonderful day. The other rays just kept echoing that statement.

He smiled at the bright sunny day and thanked God for providing another great chance to set right the wrongs and to mend all the possible ways to avoid any more wrongs. With a wide smile he stepped out of his cozy bed and walked to the restroom rubbing his eyes. It just took a quick couple of minutes for him to get fresh and slid out the curtains on the windows. More sunlight stepped in and lighted the room.

He then walked into the kitchen and prepared a cup of coffee. The first sip that he tasted confirmed him that he just got better at making coffee. It only helped him improve his mood. The caffeine was working right and triggering his nerves and helping him to get ready for that day. He then walked towards the door, holding the cup of coffee and opened the door. Bending down and picking up the news paper as he turned around to get into the house, he saw that gave him a shock of lifetime.

The lock on the door was broken and there were two sharp shots on the edge of the wooden door, from a sharp tool, one just above the lock and another bit above the first one, which clearly explained everything. There was no need to say anything else. The broken lock and the two shots clearly said that there was an uninvited guest at door the last night when he was peacefully sleeping.

As is usual, it took a moment for him to first realize the situation and then a whole of a bunch of minutes to cope up with what had happened. When he had finished realizing the situation and his mind had stabilized, he started checking the door in detail. One thing was confirmed, the door was still standing strong. Only the lock was broken and everything else seemed fine. He had only one thing to be satisfied of now, everything inside the house was safe and the door was still strong. But the smile on his face had faded already, taking the cheerfulness along with it. There was a blank expression on his face and his wide open clueless eyes just helped him look scared. And yes, he was scared.

He now had a bad start to a good day. Walking inside the house with the cup of coffee still in his hand and the news paper in the other hand he sat down quietly on the cushion with a mind that was not able to think of anything. Finally when he shook his head and took decision of getting the lock repaired he felt back to life and started thinking on various other things. As he looked at the coffee, calculating the various ifs and buts, he observed that the coffee had cooled down and the cream was floating on top of the coffee.

It was now the time when he had regained his consciousness and was out of the shock. He started thinking of everything and started yelling at God for everything that had happened. God had caused the robber to select his house, he had helped robber break his lock, and he had helped to break the security. It was all because of God. The coffee had turned cold, he could not read the news paper, his day was spoiled, he now had to be more careful with the security, he had to get the lock repaired, he could not spend the rest of the day as planned, he had a tornado hit his mind and just what not.

The man was now growing angry with every thought passing through his mind. He was now on the edge of yelling loudly at God, the same God whom he had thanked an hour before for a wonderful day. And yes, he was right, as the same God had now ruined his day. He asked every question coming onto his mind and it seemed there was no response from anywhere.

Finally he said, “I always pray. I always believe you, I follow you. I am the one who is always breathing because I think you are the one in air giving life to me and now you are hiding? After doing all this to your follower? Good. Where were you when the robber was trying to break open the door?”

There was no response!

He started his daily activities, getting the lock repaired, setting up more security and all other stuffs that took his whole day. Finally with a heartless meal he decided to skip into sleep earlier than regular. But as he closed, the only thought of the broken lock project in front of his eyes and miraculously he was able to see it with closed eyes, as clear as ever.

Rolling onto every possible side he tried his best to sleep, but the hard he tried the more he lost his sleep.

And at last he lost and opened up his eyes. The first thing he saw was a picture of God placed in front of his bed. He frowned and asked, “Just tell me where were you when all this happened? Don’t you love me?”

And then God said, “I love you very much. That’s the only reason I was in the Door when this all happened. You could afford to lose a broken lock but I could never see you suffering with a broken door and lost things. Good night my son!”

Vishal…

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