Me...God and Communicator!!!

*Another fine day @ Office. Me at my desk(Now My Desk is certainly a misnomer here..??).And wot I do next is I Log in the communicator.

And lo…. God Just Signed in*

God says: Heyy dude…
Vik$ says: hey there…
God says: lol
Vik$ says: ???
God says: u know who i am?
Vik$ says: sure. you’re the big guru.
God says: lmao, got that right!!!
Vik$ says: So what’s up?
God says: nothing much. Wot abt u?
Vik$ says: Ahh jus d same.
God says: …so, got any questions for me…I jus thot u wanted to talk to me?
Vik$ says: i guess… is that why you’re talking to me?
God says: sure. Lolz!!
Vik$ says: ok. well, i guess the biggest one right now would be: why are you talking to me?
God says: why not?
Vik$ says: seems kind of random. i mean, i don’t even believe in you. usually you appear to people who already preach about you 24/7….
God says: yeah… i’m kind of tired of those guys. they’re mostly psychics and spin doctors, so i figured i’d try something different today
Vik$ says: is that why you’re using Communicator, instead of the preferred “visions” methods?
God says: how do you know this isn’t just a vision?
Vik$ says: …touche, God.
God says: lolz!!
Vik$ says: but seriously, why me: an atheist…and dat too a Satyamite? why not a Monk or Buddhist or Hindu or a Googler 4 example(they are almost next to you)?
God says: y would i appear before them? i’m looking for a change here. they already believe in me.
Vik$ says: They believe in you?? even the Google guyz??? since wen??

and how so?
God says: at the core, all spiritual beliefs are the same. they’re about knowing deep down that there is something more out there, some sort of presence, and framework, guiding a universe that feels too complex to be random….
Vik$ says: i see, but they all believe different things…
God says: the core is the same, and that core is me. to some, i am more than one being. to others, i have more eyes or limbs. some even believe that i have no physically recognizable form. the interpretations may vary, but my existence is constant….
Vik$ says: ok, but if this is true, why all the fighting in hatred done in your name? it’s kind of pointless if they’re all fighting for the same side…Look at the recent Bomb blasts….hyderabad, ajmer and chandigarh…now wots next??
God says: lol, don’t go pinning that on me. and yes, it’s completely pointless. the fact that they commit these atrocities in my name pisses me off to no end…
Vik$ says: then why don’t you stop it?
God says: because that’s not how i roll. i’m not the babysitter of earth, or any of the other planets. the reason i gave u guys free will was so that i wouldn’t have to hold ur hand all the time. i have a life too, y’know
Vik$ says: ok, makes sense.
Vik$ says: wait… other planets? do those planets have life?
God says: of course! lmao y wouldn’t i put life on other planets? u guys aren’t my 1 special little project. and i must say, u aren’t the best of the bunch, either. not the worst, but…
Vik$ says: hehe, i bet…
God says: anyway, like i was saying, i don’t enjoy being attached to the causes of everyone who craves comfort, power, validation, etc, but i can’t really blame them. false security is the warmest blanket there is. i do hate it when i’m held responsible for nature’s stuff though. that shit is on autopilot. it just works with what it’s given
Vik$ says: so all of this stuff that happens, everything done in your name, it’s all bullshit?
God says: well, i’ll be honest: no. i do enjoy screwing around with the brown-nosers a bit to see where they’ll take it. like, i’ll appear for some believer all important-sounding with a quest that really has no meaning, and sit back while the drama unfolds. it’s pretty funny
Vik$ says: that’s a little petty for the almighty, no?
God says: hey, i get bored too. u guys r my tv. lol
God says: if u think that’s bad, u should see what i’ve done to other places…
Vik$ says: i don’t think i want to know
God says: lol
Vik$ says: one thing i would like to know, though, is what happens when we die
God says: u die.
Vik$ says: …and?
God says: that’s it
Vik$ says: oh
God says: lol, don’t worry, reality is a tricky thing. u still technically live on in the hearts and minds of those who knew u, so u’re not completely gone, if u catch my drift
Vik$ says: i think i do… sort of
God says: lol
God says: i g2g
Vik$ says: ok, cool, but just so you know: i still don’t believe in you
God says: oh? why not?
Vik$ says: because our conversation here proves you exist, yet you refused to ever do that, because “proof denies faith, and without faith, i am nothing.”
God says: oh, right… lol.


*God has signed off*



P.S: Vik$, after the chat is over, keeps wonderin’ if he actually spoke to HIM. The cellphone rings one more time and he jumps out of the bed, only to find his Modem blinking furiously……Normalcy they say lies with the awake….and Vik$ leaves for office!!!:)

Impromptu Words....Broken!!!

A special something…..broken words yet woven thro'.....

I smell....I sniff the fragrance of cosmic happinesss....
a dust of haziness...in the quicksands of time....
Some things that that made me; and things that didn’t ...
Abstracts which attract me; tangibles that strangulate...

Garrotted souls and scothed whispers...
a shining armour with a silver casper...

When two halves doesn’t make one ; and no one at the horizon...
When the waiting is in the eyes… and the sky in my hands...

When music soothes my veins, and times when they burn...
My world in black and white, and then the blurred colors...

When the reflection is the opposite of me, imagination shifts...
Light years into some place else...
However, repetitions are never the same..
....repetitions will never be the same....!!!

----Vik$

Jus' startin' off...!!!

Hey there, it's me again.

Been too long since I said hello.

Trying to hold on to passing thoughts

that just seem to fade and slip away.

Wanting to get word to you is an easy want,

but actually getting through to you,

is the part I find difficult.

And it's that thought that I hold on to,

to get through to youwith word that hits home,

cuts to the bone,or triggers a thought or feeling in you,

even to just secretly say,

"What shall i write??."

---Vik$