He started his journey, as his work in his home was over. He was tired with all day's work. But still he was excited in his journey. He had nothing in his hands. He need nothing to take with him in this journey....
He was contented about his work at home. He felt satisfied that he had accomplished everything with utter perfection. his satisfaction broke into a song. He sang and moved towards a high golden gate.
The gate opened for him but there was no one to welcome him. The place was silent and peaceful and gave a mixed feeling of desire and hesitation. He had never felt such peace before. His home had been a place filled with work and noise. This silent peace made him feel as a stranger to that place.
He looked for someone to break the silence that would make him deaf. There was a little boy sitting on the top of a small dune. He went near him, and the boy asked him,"what have you brought for me?"
The boy was cute and sharp.He had a strange softness and swiftness in his eyes. His gentle smile urged his heart to hug the boy in his arms. He yearned for his touch, which his inner self said that it was why he was here. With a sense of an unknown relationship he kept a step towards the boy, when he repeated his question.
"What have you brought for me"?
He stopped and thought for a moment. He felt like giving something to the boy. He looked around and found nothing. He was reminded of his home where he had toys and sweets and dresses and many more things that he could have given.... But he cannot bring them here now! He started thinking what all he had and what all he have now.
Once he started this journey, he cannot take any physical thing. So he started to think of his abstract assets. He was a knowledgeable man. He was a man of philosophy. He had received awards and appreciations for his works and thesis.
But of what use would be such hard verses and prose to this little boy? So he tried to simplify his philosophy into a story and tell the boy. He started,"My lad, I have nothing to give you. But I will tell you a story. I will tell you a story to explain why you need to choose friends carefully...."
And the boy interrupted.... "but I don't have specific friends.... In this place all hearts are filled with love and so all are friends! Why should I choose one?"
"Okay... then.. I will tell you how to tackle problems of life with intelligence..."
"When this place is filled with love, how can problems enter?"
"Then....." He could not think of one such thing that love cannot solve! His years of intelligence and work had failed before this philosophy of Love! What is the use of tactics, knowledge and intelligence in such a place where every heart is filled with love? He was confused... Then what else could he give the little boy?
He said in a weary tone," I don't have anything greater to give you, than what you have...."
"If I ask something that you can give, would you give me?"
"Sure."
And the boy asked, " Will you give me a piggy ride on your back?"
The man was more excited than the boy! He was thrilled by his touch, as a flower blooms by the touch of the morning breeze, he felt fresh by the touch. He surrendered himself to the boy's sweet play. His heart was filled with an unknown peace and love. He felt complete. Now he felt no longer a stranger to that place.
Yes... He never thought of the love he had- The most precious of things! The only asset that you receive more of what you give...... But this grace.... You could get it only through offering one's own self! Who is this boy who gives splendorous grace in return of complete surrender?
And....
He felt HEAVEN!
Published in Authspot
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He was contented about his work at home. He felt satisfied that he had accomplished everything with utter perfection. his satisfaction broke into a song. He sang and moved towards a high golden gate.
The gate opened for him but there was no one to welcome him. The place was silent and peaceful and gave a mixed feeling of desire and hesitation. He had never felt such peace before. His home had been a place filled with work and noise. This silent peace made him feel as a stranger to that place.
He looked for someone to break the silence that would make him deaf. There was a little boy sitting on the top of a small dune. He went near him, and the boy asked him,"what have you brought for me?"
The boy was cute and sharp.He had a strange softness and swiftness in his eyes. His gentle smile urged his heart to hug the boy in his arms. He yearned for his touch, which his inner self said that it was why he was here. With a sense of an unknown relationship he kept a step towards the boy, when he repeated his question.
"What have you brought for me"?
He stopped and thought for a moment. He felt like giving something to the boy. He looked around and found nothing. He was reminded of his home where he had toys and sweets and dresses and many more things that he could have given.... But he cannot bring them here now! He started thinking what all he had and what all he have now.
Once he started this journey, he cannot take any physical thing. So he started to think of his abstract assets. He was a knowledgeable man. He was a man of philosophy. He had received awards and appreciations for his works and thesis.
But of what use would be such hard verses and prose to this little boy? So he tried to simplify his philosophy into a story and tell the boy. He started,"My lad, I have nothing to give you. But I will tell you a story. I will tell you a story to explain why you need to choose friends carefully...."
And the boy interrupted.... "but I don't have specific friends.... In this place all hearts are filled with love and so all are friends! Why should I choose one?"
"Okay... then.. I will tell you how to tackle problems of life with intelligence..."
"When this place is filled with love, how can problems enter?"
"Then....." He could not think of one such thing that love cannot solve! His years of intelligence and work had failed before this philosophy of Love! What is the use of tactics, knowledge and intelligence in such a place where every heart is filled with love? He was confused... Then what else could he give the little boy?
He said in a weary tone," I don't have anything greater to give you, than what you have...."
"If I ask something that you can give, would you give me?"
"Sure."
And the boy asked, " Will you give me a piggy ride on your back?"
The man was more excited than the boy! He was thrilled by his touch, as a flower blooms by the touch of the morning breeze, he felt fresh by the touch. He surrendered himself to the boy's sweet play. His heart was filled with an unknown peace and love. He felt complete. Now he felt no longer a stranger to that place.
Yes... He never thought of the love he had- The most precious of things! The only asset that you receive more of what you give...... But this grace.... You could get it only through offering one's own self! Who is this boy who gives splendorous grace in return of complete surrender?
And....
He felt HEAVEN!
Published in Authspot
http://authspot.com/short-stories/a-journey-to-heaven/
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