Saturday, November 26, 2005

I met..


A story disconnected to reality..
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It was one of those lazy evenings when you don't even want to open your mouth to talk, but instead wish that empty cartoon balloons just pop near your mouth and get filled with what you want to speak. I was cuddled on the bed with a cosy book, good music and contentment.Hence, at peace with this world, I was thinking about how powerful God is to orchestrate this entire world and that he should be called the Father of Management and not Peter Drucker( no offense meant, but I reckon he is with God now).I had a million questions to ask Him. Not about world peace, apartheid, terrorism or the injustice in the world. I am sure more than a million such questions are skyrocketed towards him from all possible prayer houses in this world and he must have blocked all the questions containing these keywords, which is obvious from the present state of the world.

Somehow, these coloured scripts in my thought bubbles seemed to have attracted His attention and I could hear a voice in my room. I didnt expect his arrival to be so undramatic. Having grown on a staple diet of divine soaps on television, I expected a flash of thunder and lightning followed by God's presence in a mystic halo accompanied by a sonorous voice. Instead I found an old guy with a Frank Zappa moustache and sporting a T shirt spelling G-O-D staring back at me. His eyes were twinkling and I found the entire air between us to be charged with something like static electricity. Bubbles seemed to form from his head too and it read - follow me. He walked through the wall, leaving a 'his' shaped hole in it. I gingerly stepped through the wall to find a dense, grassy forest full of promise and possibilites. Tender, fresh and warm sunlight gleamed through the branches holding the innocence of a new born world.

And then I woke up. But the possibilities remain...

14 comments:

karthik said...

funny,sarcastic and thoughtful -u never fail to surprise!

kray said...

:)) ossum!! seriously good lady! or as they'd say in norge: god ;).

Srini said...

Hema,
Was the book you were reading written by Durvasa Muni? :) The dream or dream -mixed-with-realism sounds like Queen Kunti's story!Simple narration of words is your USP. Your posts are like maggi. Takes 2 minutes to read on an average, but the satisfying taste lingers on for hours ;)

Hemamalini said...

@karthik..the pleasure is mine:)

@kray..thanx a lot, man!or should I say - Takk;)

@Srini..I know what happenes next in Kunti's story, and mine is definitely not heading that way:P
and thanks for your tasty compliment:)

Anonymous said...

i set aside my atheism momentarily to say - oh my god, that was brilliant!!!

Hemamalini said...

@J.. thanks for the divine intervention:)..and hows status quo with everything - life, hairstyle, jaipuri, quizzin et al?

Neelam Prabhu Gaonker said...

that was 'simbly' brilliant hems !! the sarcasm was not bitter and yet so strong !!!! hmm...so maybe god decide to go in for an image-makeover from the usual halo-thunder-lightening stuff !!! :p :p
n yeah...'his' shaped hole - brings back fond memories :))

Anonymous said...

oye hems...me back from hibernation...that was an awesome post..like always.....still waiting for your mail my dear.....

Hemamalini said...

@neelam..yes,god's new yahoo 'avataar':D.. oh yeah! memories of somebody and tom and jerry:))

@aishu..real nice to have u back here again:)my mail is on its way da..

The Cyborg said...

Hey good writin... saw ur link on neelam's blog and followed it up... was glad I did... Gr8 work...

kray said...

hey! u've been tagged like AGES back! do something abt it!!!

Hemamalini said...

@cyborg.. made my day:)

Anonymous said...

amazing!! you never fail to impress me!!

Hemamalini said...

@Anon.. thanks a ton!
is this someone i know?:)