Dreaming is a natural process. Depending upon the state of our mind, we see different types of dreams, some are pleasant and refreshing, others are scary and terrifying. In extremely sorrowful dream we may see the death of our near and dear ones but never our own even in our wildest dream. Why so? This mystery was solved when once in my deep slumber I realised that I am almost dead and my bed was moving in upward direction like a balloon defying the gravity.
After some time when I opened my eyes, I was in a queue waiting to seek the entry to heaven. Ahead of me were only two guys. The first one was a politician engaged in a conversation with the Secretary to God manning the gate. He was refusing to go to hell by virtue of his good deeds on earth. Secretary was not convinced and showed him the gate to hell. Trying to make his last attempt he exclaimed “while on earth I made the people to remember God every now and then”. How? Asked the Secretary. When people saw the things around them like stinking heaps of garbage, frequent power failures, wet pot holed roads and dry taps, fish laced with formalin and lastly, the recent murder of Democracy by ten opposition MLAs to join the ruling party, people automatically say “Oh my God”! Is this our beautiful Goa”?
The next one was an ‘aam admi”. No sooner secretary saw him, went wild with fury and bombarded “so, it was you making mockery of myself by frequently appearing and disappearing on the gate”? Isn’t? “No Sir” it was not me but the doctors in the Hospital making mockery of yourself. I am almost dead still lying in the hospital bed. To inflate the bill, they have put me on the ventilator.
Now it was my turn, when I reached the gate secretary exclaimed “so you were an ace footballer with many goals to your credit isn’t? That’s right “Sir” I reciprocated with your arrival mens-11 Team is complete and naturally you would be its captain. Look we have decided to play a football match between Gods-11 VS/MENS-11. If you win, all the footballers along with you will have a smooth entry to heaven.
Finally the day of the match arrived. Just ten minutes before the break their midfielder made a mesmerising move and hit the ball so accurately that it bulged the net. The score read 1-0.
Soon after the break we adopted attacking strategy, our efforts were quickly rewarded. The score board read 01-01.
Just five minutes before the final whistle Machado made an excellent move and and sent me a lofty pass. by mere deflection of my kick the ball went angularly and bulged the net. The final score board read 01-02. It was an unique victory of man over God. Very happy with my performance I waited for a big applause. But, instead received a big thud on my back followed by a shout. It was my wife shouting at the top of her voice “Hey” are you crazy?
She said wake up Anil, wake up. As I opened my eye crimson red rays of the Sun penetrating through the window were falling on my bed. I bowed before the rising Sun and exclaimed “Thank you God”! I am still on the beautiful Planet Earth.
