Another Mortal Life

They say you don't stop at hash. You've a feeling you did something mortals generally don't do, but you also have a feeling that the gap between you and them is still too small. You want to be the Big Boy. You want to smack it. Then they say you can't stop the smack.

Marx said religion was Opium. Ved disagrees. He says opium is religion.

It all started that fated day two years back when he says he saw God. He always wants to relive that moment. In moments when he attains his ecstasy, God visits him again, hands over more tapes. He documents those tapes in written form. He says he documents it for the good of future generations. God, he says, is so different from everything he ever heard from people, from everything he ever read on internet, and people need to be told about Him.

Nobody is allowed in his room. His friends can only see him in his drawing room. The reason he offers is that his aunt, Satya, doesn't like his friends visiting him.

Of all the tapes he claims to have received so far, the one he received first is special to him. The tape he says has many sections, biggest of which is God's conversation with Winston Churchill when he was in British army, and was posted in Bombay. The crux of what God seems to have told Churchill is "Playing Polo wouldn't make you go down in history as a great statesman, how so many tournaments may you win!"

We all know how dramatically God changed course of Churchill's life. He, to our Ved, is the greatest hero of the modern world. He says he has plans to get this conversation published separately too, as "The Word of God."

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(To be continued.)
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(Fiction)