Impromptu

This is the truth. My truth. Yet again. I know.

I have realized in 23 years that no one is old enough to know anything that is of much importance. Sure, people have their own views about life but they are nothing more than perceptions designed to suit their own convictions.

I've heard people all around me tell me how the only thing you should really listen to is the voice inside you that somehow always has the answers. I fear, I think, that I may have a name for that voice now. God. Yes. God. Maybe. Uncertain.

I have not seen God as such and I attributed much of the importance given to him because of this very fact.

All this changed on the night of October 18. It was around 1 or so in the morning. The lights in my room were out and the only movement was that of the blades of the ceiling fan swirling around creating a comfortable image on the wall opposite of me while also serving the purpose of breaking the awkward silence I found myself drowning in. There was a storm building inside of me. The kind I cannot recount weathering last. I recalled how I had solicited his presence that very evening probably knowing that pigs had a better chance of flying than my prayer being answered.

The next thing I remember is His answer.. Yes, His answer. He answered. Not in the traditional way of a voice from the sky commanding me but much more suttle and soothing. I felt it. The Bible says that The Lord works in mysterious ways.

I tell you this. He does.

Ladies and gentlemen, God Exists. Without doubt. He does. Never have I been more confident of this presence.

I am reminded of a quote I saw on a David Blaine show:

For those who believe no proof is necessary. For those who don't none will suffice.

This sums up everything I have to say on this subject

Now, I have never been the religious kind. Not because I am an atheist but because mostly, religion always sounded like an absurd fairytale to me. I did, however, always believe in God. Maybe because I was taught to believe in Him.

I can now say this with supreme confidence that no amount of teaching will ever make a believer out of a man unless he sees it for himself. I did. And I believe. I always did, I suppose, but I understand it now. I understand Him now. He replied that night. As wildly imaginative as it may sound.

I had asked a favour off God knowing somewhere in my heart that it would, in all probability, be wishful thinking.

I shall only repeat the Bible again, here. The Lord works in mysterious ways.

Sigh… Salvation lies within.

Oh, and if you run into a flying pig you now know who's responsible :)

Aseem

P.S - All the best for Pilani :)