The other day I was stumped by an innocuous query of this chit of a girl ,whose innocence still uncolored by "the maturity which all adults seemingly carry themselves", she asked -Sir, What is God.
Perhaps It was the moment and my feeble mind that I nearly lost all my senses. I have been down with fever for quite a few days and the sultry weather accompanied with oppressive humidity had only aggravated my condition.I stared blankly at her.Her face smeared with streams of perspiration,dishevelled hair,her frail body wrapped in rags which could hardly conceal her chest,her bare feet tapping the tarred road which was so hot that it could give you second degree burns if tried to put your barefoot on it.
Once I regained my composure,I started to grapple with the profundity of the query and my own inability to articulate what I felt. I had always thought that I was an apotheist, never in vociferous denial nor in absolute acceptance of a divine being.It was always an issue which I always steered clear.It was an epiphanous moment.
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