Today I sit in front of a mirror. A mirror of memories so alive I'm oblivious to all. Like a numbed soul I can only watch and watch. Each comes haunting my soul but I'm dead.
Yes. I'm dead! The body I spent 72 years to take care of is being buried six feet deep in the mud.I even hear talks of do not delay the burial we can't get a place in a good morgue'. I took pride in the fact that all my acquaintances always thought I was younger than my original 72.
I felt something like sense of greif cuz I too had felt it in my times. But to feel just that... What I felt was much much intense. Before I could put a name to it I was being dragged. A strong pair of unseen hands pulled me with immense strength and I landed in a place that felt like a court room. This barren place with what looks like walls all around was reeking with animosity. There came a figure in veiled robe out of no where. There was darkness for his face mostly but his eyes shone with what seemed like the color of molten lava.
Before I could get grip on my senses I was spoken to. He said I was to face my deeds. Everything that made God un happy. I did a quick mental recap in my head I was not what you would call a pious man but I was a nice and loving fellow. Surely this must be a test of how many marks u obtain minus your wrong doings and if any goods left I pass?????
Once again before I could even blink the best quality video ever started right in front of my eyes. It felt like re living. My past, every tiny detail of my wrong doings was being re played. I was doomed. They even counted the times when i thought a bitchy comment as a sin! Incredulous! Wait!!!!!! I dint mean to my inwards screamed but the man kept playing and his words with out voicing any screamed My senses numb again.
I saw my mother sitting and waiting for me 334 times precisely out of which my father coming and screaming at her for letting me loose 213 times. I also saw myself entering thinking will have to hear her lectures again. She looks at me cries a sigh of relief and comes hugging me. There were times I made excuses sometimes I reacted harshly. But what I felt for the first time was her grief. And if I ever in my life felt something so intense through my own kin i would have literally disowned them.
I could also hear my mother elders and teachers telling me at each time no deed small or big good or bad is always answered back by God. I had proof of that today just as God says do it before your time runs out, mine had!

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