Story of Sathya

Frankly Speaking with God!

Story of Sathya
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The other night I was thinking about various things that bothered me at that moment that included things like sorrow, wars, extremist activities, natural calamities and so on. I was wondering if God  popped in front of me what all questions I could throw  at him! But yes he did!

“Hey God!” 

“Hello Son!” 

“I was just thinking about you and for a moment I think I am hallucinating.”

“No not at all. I am here to answer your questions.” 

“Yes, I have too many questions to ask you and I wish you had answers for that.”

“I am all ears ,dear.”

“Here is my first question for you. Why do you test people who love you?” 

“First of all let me tell you that I don’t test people who love me or don’t love me. This world is my creation and everyone who is born in this planet belongs to my family. You all are my children, son! How can a father test his children? Can he?”

“No God! A father doesn’t tests his children! You are right!” 

“Yes see, you too agree with me! “ God said  with a smile.

“I don’t test them. I just give them a dose of difficulty. Its an ingredient for life.   Life should be equally composed! It should be like a perfect song. I subject them to difficult situations so that my children become strong and gain more strength to address such situations. Its all about sustainability. I love you all! Trust me! How can I detest you? “

I calmly looked at him and smiled. 

“Even if I test them. I want them to pass the test with flying colors.” He winked at me to which I smiled.

“My second question for you. It’s generally said that people only remember you when they deep drowned in extreme sorrow. What do you feel about it?”

“Yes. I do feel bad. As I said before, we all belong to one big family. If you remember me in your  bad time and days of struggle and hardships, you should also remember me in your days of happiness. Shouldn’t I deserve to be a part of your happiness too? Don’t I need my share of happiness in your life? I do need.”

I looked at him and smiled. 

“You are kind!” 

“Just like you are!” He said and continued, “I would like to  answer your next question.”

“My next question for you is – some people generally believe that you bring sorrow to their life and you betray them? Whats your take on this?”

“Well. Let me ask them why I do that. If I push them in a dark room full of sorrow and melancholy I do that wish some purpose. There is no hidden agenda on it. But they should also know that if  I give them pain, I give them happiness too! They are deep immersed in sorrow and fail to realize that I have constructed a door on the other wall. But they are only concerned about their sorrow that blindfolds them. And their problems seem huge to them that they fail to see the other door. I want them to find a solution. And that solution lies on the other side of the room. If they open the door, there they will see the bright light, the happiness! In fact happiness that will bring back the lost  joy back to their life and shoo away all the melancholy. I love my children.”

“And some say that there is no God. Whats your view on that?

“Then who am I?” He winked at me. 

“I need to rush now. I got to listen to few prayers tonight. I will get back to you soon. It was nice talking to you, Son!”

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