Sunshine.
Written by M.Krishna Veni
Sunshine..
That warm ray that pours generously through the windows when the drapes were pulled and tied aside.How I love that feeling-warmth, comfort, security. The kind of thing you always wished was with you forever, just like the sunshine you love most. God's abundant gift that no human on earth could replace, neither the man whom you'd trade your soul with nor your dearest parents who brought you into this world.I always wanted my very own sunshine, be with me, stay with me, caress me and please don't ever let me go. But life has taught me God is great in everything, not just blessing me with the best sun rays but the greatest surprises of all. He is just amazing, my Creator, the Creator of all, even my beloved sunshine.
I grew up believing God was everything, He made my parents, He made my parents to make me, He made all my food that was made by Maa. He made the rain I loved so much and He gives them to me every time I wished for them. I always thought God brings rain whenever I just wished for them like I did all the time, but then one day Daddy came up to me and said I have been a very bad girl recently. I squinted at him and boldly asked what did I do wrong, as far as I know of myself, I am the best girl alive in my neighbourhood. Daddy smiled as he looked up at the skies, the dark, dreary skies said a thousand things to him, yet my little beady eyes danced gleefully as my ears savoured the roaring thunders. Daddy said there's going to be a big storm. I smiled mischievously.
He said I made God angry today. He surprised me, not in the way God did with His tricky showers, but in a sad way. I asked him what I've done wrong, God couldn't be angry with His favourite girl. Daddy said God was crying cause I disappointed Him. I dropped to my knees and strectched out my arms to touch the falling rain. It felt cold and fresh. Daddy said God is the greatest of all, and He ruled all the Heavens, and now he said the Heavens is tearing, because I did something so wrong and made my Creator sad.
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