Wednesday, December 12, 2012

A Celestial love story - part 1


This is a story about lovers. Though throughout time and history, people recollect stories about the vallant  and brave: the courageous and the adventurous. This, my friends, is a story about faith. The story I am about to tell you is about two people, just like you and me. Though it would be easy to give them names, I wont. They are as extraordinarily ordinary as you or me. Giving them names would do them a great injustice.

Two people, who loved each other very much, died before their time. They died in a car crash. It was no one's fault really. Sometimes bad things happen to good people. Though people fail to realize that there is always a bigger picture to situations or things. We get so caught up in the moment. We are humans after all. Environment affects us as equally as the next species. Choices needed to be made. Whom do the paramedics save first? The woman was an empathetic being, the kind of emotion you see in a mother when she looks at her child. In her dying stupor, she asked the paramedics to save her man first. The man, like most other men, had ego.  "Yes, save me first, so that I can handle my woman, her hospital bills, inform her family, inform the office. Yes, it would be wise to save me first."

Both of them, in their own way, thought of each other in their dying moments. Yet, the man's approach was considered to be selfish. There is a saying in Buddism, that the soul carries forward their last emotion into their next stage of existance. For eg, if a person commits suicide, its evident that his mind is in agony. He dies in agony and misery. They say that this emotion will carry forward in his next life and define his whole being, his whole existance until he finds a way to detach and become the better man. Since the lovers dint have any more lives left to live, they were sent to what you call, heaven and hell.
The woman was sent to heaven, for her selfless nature and empathic nature.
The man was sent to hell, for even though his intentions seemed noble, they were covered in a greasy coat of  selfishness and greed.


God was really happy to give this woman entry as it was a while since he saw sacrifice in its true form. He had been observing this woman for a while. He knew that her soul was pure. The woman loved her man very much. Her basic instinct made her look around for him. She was disappointed. She needed him. She became restless.

" A restless soul in heaven, whose could that be" , pondered God. God decided it was time to make conversation with the woman that baffled him from the time she took birth till her presence in heaven.
" What makes you so restless, my child? ", asked God
" Where is he?" , asked the woman
" He is where he belongs, with all the troubled souls, in hell"  replied God
" I need to go to him, for without meeting him, even if its just that once, I need to at least get a chance to say goodbye." replied the woman
" What good will it do?", asked God
" You will understand when you will see us reunite, trust me, you will get all your answers then", answered the woman in an urgent tone.
Amused at how somebody could talk to God like that and ponderous over how, for the first time, he did'nt have an answer to her behaviour , his curiosity got the best of him. He decided to let her go though just for a night, since hell is most active at night.



Ancient Egyptians had a theory that God Anubis guided souls across the celestial Nile to reach either heaven or hell. Though there was a great difference in the tributaries that led to both places. Unlike heaven, the river to hell was filled with anguished souls, attacking the boat Anubis and the woman were travelling in, trying to tear it down. Angry whispers, whispers of plead and obvious pain resonated across the Nile. The woman was scared, though Anubis gently held her hand and told her not to worry even when the boat rocked with an intention to topple. The current of the celestial Nile was turbulant. It felt like a sea storm with the absence of waves. The sky was a gloomy starry darkness. "Ironic" thought the woman since while burning in their aqueous pyre, the troubled souls only saw the stars and felt the only emotion unknown to them all this while, hope.

Finally, after what seemed like ages, they reached the gateway to hell.
"My journey with you has ended, oh! dear soul, may you find what your looking for." resonated Anubis and off he went.

The woman touched the gates of with an uncertain emotion that once she entered, she had nothing to lose and everything to gain.
part1 - end
part 2 - to be continued.


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