How much does he mean to me.....???

I seriously had no clue how much does he mean to me till I become close to him. He is different for different flocks. Few do things to convince him. Few people pretend in front of him. On the other hand few are least bothered. They just don’t care about anything. They do things as they like. Does everything they want. And there is another category.  For them he might be a source of inspiration.  For some he is just hope. For few he is saviour. Many fear him. A few love him. Many go crazy about him. Actually what is he?

Some lionize him. Is it necessary to idolize? Depends. I don’t have an ideal figure to worship. At times I picturize him as a babee. A baby pampered in a pure white fabric with sparkling eyes and knows only to smile. Gentle and soft. At times I do feel that he is unflappable and serene.  At times it’s a figure of a 7 feet tall man standing at the top of a hill with a radiance of mild blue light along the frame at night from head to toe. Sometimes as a smoke curling up to form an unusual pattern which rise up to the dark sky.  That’s how he is. 

I am not here to discuss the origin of that power. But the realization of that same power which I have felt at different phases of my life. During my earlier stages of life, like any other kid, I too was instructed with the basic concepts. There is this positive relationship between teachings and fear. He was always equated with fear. ‘If you do like this, he will put you in fire’. Fear – the ultimate agenda.  So did us.

 In the later stages, as in during adolescence again, the stage of fear will find a slight diversion. It is a very trifling change. Still we can put it as a starting stage of the next phase. And in the next segment is the most happening stage of youth where actually the thought process is supposed to take place. It will take place if you get a chance. And this will happen with few. Not very few, but quite a few number. They will start thinking about that particular power. This thought process may take them to different directions. They may divert from the conservative thoughts when they start thinking. Their further readings, interactions with surroundings, observations etc will accelerate these diversions. And this will end up in a stage where he or she finally comes up with their conclusions.

Few may detach themselves from that power. They may have a different thread of thought. Few may get more attached to that same power. And I belong to the second category. Though I found myself deviated from him for a short span of time, later I found myself falling for the same power. I fell in love. And that was the moment I realized the beauty of love. I had this strong feeling on why I didn’t feel the same before. Its quiet natural as we feel the same with few people as in we wonder where they were all those while. Now when I came out of those conventional thoughts, I equate him to love.

Call it by whatever name you want - Allah, Christ, Krishna or Bhudha. Few people feel the presence of that power every time and wherever they go. Belief is what that matters. If you believe in something, whatever happen you will stick on to it. The condition here is, you should be a staunch believer. It’s all about faith. It is all about hope that whatever happens is been designed by him and is for good. As we all say, ’all is well’. He will never cheat us. Believe him and more than that love him. Then it will be easy for us to handle things because we will show more patience when it comes to the people whom we truly love. Then whatever happens will be under the account of love and at the end of the day we will feel blessed and happy as you have no clue on how much he is gonna love you back..