20 Jan Purpose of Life (Part 3)
‘Purpose of Life’ contd from last week…
Falling from Grace
The scene below changes dramatically. I hit the bottom and see myself surrounded by vultures. They seem to be all set to devour me. Overcome with extreme fear …fear of losing myself to the darkness, I scream for help. Suddenly a bright light appears…. and in that electrifying light, I see the flashes of those horrible and shameful deeds I had committed while I was alive. With my head hung in shame, I beg for forgiveness and ask for one more chance to make things right. (Who would’ve wanted to be devoured by the dark spirit!). Tears roll down my eyes as I (for the first time) realize the amount of pain I had caused to my fellow human beings. I feel utterly ashamed of having treated them like garbage. Caught up between the two worlds…Heaven and the Hell (I’m aware of the Cliché attached to the terms ‘heaven’ and ‘hell’ but I don’t want to find a replacement here), I keep waiting for an answer, under the fear of being sucked into Hell. I know my judgment day has arrived. Its judgment day in real sense as I don’t get to justify my bad deeds. I’ve no option but to plead guilty, not because I’m forced to do so but simply because there is nothing I can say to cover up or justify my horrible actions. It’s right there in front of my eyes and no matter how much I want those visuals to stop, they keep showing me my dark side, filling me to the core, with guilt and unspeakable shame.
Suddenly I hear a mesmerizing voice, granting me my wish on the condition that I pay for all my bad deeds and suffer the same way others suffered because of me. The voice further says that if I serve my sentence with grace, I might just be entitled to some good days, and, better still, freedom from rebirth as well. (I know instantly that my journey was going to be tougher than usual but then….I had still got a second chance. It was worth.) I see the vultures disappear. Heaving a sigh of relief, I close my eyes and the next moment… I find myself born in a completely dysfunctional family. Well, that’s just the beginning!!!!
I see the angels surrounding my crib and whispering to each other. They show me snippets from my future days and I know, for sure, that I just started a journey which was going to be worse than burning in Hell. Horrified and scared, I cry my heart out but no one seems to understand the pangs of fear in the pit of my stomach. I don’t blame them. They didn’t see what I saw.
To be contd….