Endgame : Touched by an Angel

The pain of the heart gnaws. It doesn't just burn once and flee. It stays, insidiously working its way through your spirit. It works to douse that inner fire that keeps you going, striking over and over again within the recesses of your mind till a stage arrives when embracing a new day with joy seems impossible. It is at this crucial stage that you need someone to raise you and carry you through, to save you from the stigmata you keep suffering. Just as every misdeed is attributed to the devil, so too every time we survive, there is a whisper of God at our lips.

I have always seen God in the people I come across in this journey and though I often fail to differentiate the demon from the angel, I find that it becomes irrelevant. Both exist within all of us and which part we are destined to meet can end up either breaking us down .. or giving us wings.

I had a letter from one of the first friends I made when I first came to India recently. She is, in part, responsible for some of the major personality changes that shaped my life. ( from geek introvert to geek extrovert !) A decade and more has passed and our relationship has dwindled, no doubt, with the winds & vagaries of time, but her letter in reply to my own surprised me. For, more accurately than anyone else, she identified the demon that haunts me the most today and in doing so, showed me the way ahead, and how to face life head on in my new journey, how not to be afraid of what the future holds & most importantly, how to trust in my judgement again. Because I will need this strength from here on in. Lives depend on it. A doc's work is never done, right ?

Thank you, dear. It's good to know that I can find my Gods and direction amongst friends itself. That, more than anything else, is my redemption.
And it is my wish that you all too find your human crutches who will be there to carry you when a step further appears to be a step too far away for you. Who will relight the inner flame in you when adversity has blown it away. Who will show you that God exists.. and he doesn't always sport glowing robes or many arms or have a book/ channel saying "I'm God"... he's everyone who takes the time to help you, the time to save you.

Finally, It didn't seem right to leave Godyears without a final joust with God. So I figured I'd throw caution to the wind and go for it, hammer and tongs. As with most of my longer narratives ( Broken Roads, Chasing August ), this too is relegated to my walk-in closet, Brokenroads.
Anyway, hope you enjoy it.
Presenting, my Experience with the Big Guy -
Oops !! My karma ran over you dogma, Mr God !! ( Warning : Blasphemy Alert. )
Ye who get easily offended, kindly desist. For others, well, shall we dance one last time ?