The Spiritual Gene
We, humans, have a spiritual capacity. A spark of light. And our task is to develop it. This needs to be worked on. The best way to do it is in alliance with the people.
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We, humans, have a spiritual capacity. A spark of light. And our task is to develop it. This needs to be worked on. The best way to do it is in alliance with the people.
Sulo looked at Surya and kissed him. “Look, forget whatever happened. Have faith in God. Do only good to others.”
Surya innocently nodded his head. “Surya, don’t ever tell anyone about this incident. You have committed a mistake that can never be rectified.”
Surya was in tears and hugged Sulo. “I am alright Amma. I feel much better now. You go to work Amma. I will never do anything that will upset you.”
By now, the sight of his house was far away as they neared the place of their new Society premises where preparations for housewarming ceremony was in full swing. Surya had a deep sigh. He looked at the crushed coins that he had kept with him. He could hear the sounds of the Goods train passing by crushing the coins and going far away out of sight. He threw the coins away and proceeded to embrace the further chapters of his life. It was time to permanently move on from this chapter of his life. Forgetfulness is the biggest gift given by the Almighty to mankind, he thought. Else everyone would have got mad with their guilt and dark secrets. Surya had a radiant smile and lifted his daughter Swara as they moved their way into the new flat.
Ajit smiled at Surya and said, “I am a social activist and a rationalist. I thought people should serve humanity instead of believing in God. I knew only the language of humanity and did not even marry for I thought it would shift my priorities in life. It was evident that many did not like my ways. A bus stop in my locality was used for parking two wheelers and rickshaws. Some even pitched their huts permanently near the bus stop.
He let out a choked scream, his knees buckled, and he fell to the floor. Throwing aside the iron object she had hit him with, she stood there, watching him writhe in pain. She was not done with him yet.
She strode to her cabinet, looked at their photograph on the dresser table, picked it, turned and threw it straight at him. He winced; he still didn’t have the strength to stand up. His years of practice in self-defense failed him. He was simply stunned. She had his gun in her hand and was waving it ferociously at him. It was fully loaded.
Let this moment last forever.
The most important one.
Anton felt he literally broke into a sweat. He realized that all his life long, the only thing he did was prove he was the best…
Everything for his own sake.
It’s a dead end.
“You must be a leader,” he remembered. “Oh!” a moan resounded inside him.
The man on the stage tap-danced very rhythmically. It already seemed that he ran out of energy… but again… and once more.
She brought the attention of Surya towards a beautiful age-old sculpture kept at a showcase. Surya had not noticed it as he entered the house. As he went near it, he felt nostalgic as it was similar to the one, he had seen often around the temple in his native place Tiruvidaimarudur at Tamil Nadu.
“Ya, I believe, I do research on Ghosts.”
Peter’s expressions became pale, as he heard Maddy saying this.
He recollected himself and had a hearty laugh.
“I think I have never heard someone saying like this”
Maddy said, “Everyone sounds sceptical at first, but we have all experienced enough to believe in Ghosts.”
“Interesting,” said Peter.
I used to carry them in my arms, take them in my lap when I was sitting outside. Unfortunately, most in my housing complex didn’t like those dogs. I could never understand why. They never caused any harm, were always friendly. It’s a problem with humans.
My mind had gone totally blank, like a baby drowning in a pond. Out of instinct, I ran towards her and snatched her out of the bed. She was limp, in a semiconscious state, murmuring something which I couldn’t understand. I had to carry her on my shoulders. The shadow let out a shriek which felt as if it pierced my ears. I was about to pass out from the pain but I didn’t. I knew I couldn’t not give up till I took her to safety.