Beseech in belief and I grant you your soul.
Ever pondered how much a The Maker had laid his faith on The Believer. He created The Believer with so much of faith that he didn’t even leave a trace back on The Believers body. We, The Believer, never got to know that He, The Maker, created us with his own hands. Never in this life he came in to say that I created you, be gratified to me. He was so selfless that he was busy creating different forms of us while we were busy naming ourselves Ram, Rahim, Jhon or maybe Malcovich. He was so mesmerized with his own work that recognition was not required. But err is human, and since he created us, infallibility didn’t abscond from him. He did as grave mistake as could do, he believed that once created we will obviously praise him for his work which, while construction never got into him. But now he was lurking for the insatiable fame that he wants to be bestowed upon him for creating us. But instead he got nothing, zilch. So he started on what next big mistake he could do, messiah!. He started sending Messiah, this time he named them Jesus, Mohammed or Krishna, with much enthusiasm and fanfare he sent them in un-usual ways sometimes without fornication even some were airborne. We realized that greater forces play in this world than we know, later as they grew they told about him, The Maker. But mistake done is done and any correction can’t mend it completely, and repeated mistake is always punished, and so was The Maker. His fault this time was simple he created too many of them, all of them worked but with different prophecy and principal, results were varied and devastating. Instead of the Maker, we mistook messiah as our creator, further bifurcated was the ways of worship, like some being human sacrifice, which sometimes even the Maker never dreamed of. His errors were far more stretched with our actions crusades and wars, devastating and producing carnage of his own work. He’s still brooding over what can be done but as his created time ticks, his researched created sculptors are pinned to mother earth day by day. Was he so difficult to comprehend ?? or is some force greater than him has other notion for him. He still ponders on how to be perfect.
(Amen | Allah | Jai Sri Krishna)
If you can find out a solution for this mail him at maker.falliable@goddam.it.
(well this is from one old mail when i didn't think of blogging :) )
