Chaitra 5, 1938
“A young school going boy in a small village. One morning he goes to a temple. He has tears in his eyes as he rings a bell in the entrance. Standing in front of an idol he joins his hands and with eyes shut he prays to the god in front of him. He prays for the well being of his parents who are right now in hospital fighting an illness. Both being in critical condition and the doctors doing all they can, the boy is helpless and all he can do is pray. While he is still in temple a friend comes running towards him, sadly to give him the news that both his parents passed away. Like many other villagers who were struck by this deadly disease, the doctors couldn’t save his parents too. Heartbroken, the boy doesn’t know what to do, he simply sits there in silences waiting for someone to come rescue him. Fortunately the friend’s father comes to the temple to pick up this grieving boy and takes him away. Since the boy has no other family, he is taken by his friend’s kind parents to the city where the boy continues his life.
While the boy’s parents were on the deathbed, the boy was helpless and had surrendered himself to god. But eventually the boy was disappointed that his parents didn’t got through the disease. That day was the last time the boy put his foot in a temple. Still, the guilt of being helpless ate him from inside every moment of his life and so he decided to become a doctor. His goal was set and with full determination he did his medical studies. A couple of decades later the boy became a successful doctor and not just that, he invented the cure to the disease that killed his parents.
As it turns out one day he treated a couple who was struck with the same deadly disease. Achieving success in saving them he walks out to tell the good news to their son. Hearing that, the patient’s son joins hands thanking him and calls him the savior of his parents, the boy calls him ‘God’.”
A possible moral of this story can be that ‘if anything bad happens in your life then that happens only so that greater good can come out it later.’ You may agree with this or not, but that isn’t the point I am trying to make here. Though such life event can happen or might have already happened, but the story I wrote above is completely fictional, I made this up just now. What I am trying to say here is,
- In this scenario, am I not the God since I am the one who wrote this story?
- I believe that this boy exists and so I know that he exists, but does the boy know that the author i.e. I exist?
- I know that the boy was going through big problem when he was in the temple, but did I help him in any way to save his parents?
- Why should I feel angry at the boy knowing that he grew up believing that I don’t exist since I wanted him to be that way?
- Why should I feel the need to prove my existence in this story by doing something miraculous? Wasn’t the story good on its own without my participation?
If you have read this carefully, the answers you yourself will give to the questions will make you realize that each of us is God. We are God to every fictional character we make or every world, where the story happens, we create. Doesn’t this mean that, if we consider ourselves to be characters in a story, God exists. A super-power entity who monitors and controls every event in the Universe, including this one, i.e. me typing.
I don’t mean to sway your opinion to either sides of the topic Existence of God, or that your lifestyle should change depending on your belief. The only thing I expect from you is to not have arrogance in your belief, a desperate need to prove the other party in this debate, wrong! I do mean offence if you show arrogance in your belief that God does not exist, still I am trying to be as polite as possible. It is fine if you don’t believe that God exists so as to avoid yourself from surrendering to this superpower every-time you encounter a problem but if you don’t believe in his existence just because he didn’t help you when you needed him the most, then THAT IS WRONG! Just understand this,
God need not be good and yet he exists. God need not help you and yet he exists. God need not prove his presence and yet he exists. You believe in him or not and yet he exists. He exists because each one of us is God and we exist. My intention behind writing this post isn’t to give my opinion on this topic of existence of God. I wrote this post as a support to my earlier post where I told you to believe that everything is possible i.e. have faith in fiction.
P.S.: After reading this post if you have a sudden urge to argue that I refer to God as he which makes me gender biased, just let me clarify. Since I said that everyone is God and that includes me. And since I am a male, in this case I referred to god as he considering me to be the God.