The letter from my new friend!

Today, I got a strange note on my desk from an unexpected friend. I am not sure how it reached at my desk.

Below is what it said:

Thank you my friend. I think that brief encounter with you made me realize the importance of my work.

I hope you remember the incident from last week. I wanted to give this thank-you note in-person but unfortunately I have been keeping very busy these days. Also, as you can understand the nature of my business does not allow me to visit you at this time. However, I promise you that if I happen come to that region, then I will definitely pay you a visit. It was a unique moment for me. Obviously it would be unique; after all it was a first time experience for me. Others of my kind who had similar experience say that such events happen very rarely and always leave some unanswered questions. None of us have answers to those answers and those who know the answer, usually reply in riddles.

I remember that cold winter night when you were sitting on that bench in that garden. I had a business meet at a nearby apartment. I had to meet a young man who lived there. He was sad after he lost money in some bad investment and he was drinking frantically in grief of his loss. That day he started drinking alone, at five in the evening. Though he was sad and feeling low, he did not compromise in his drinking quality. He had a nice taste in his liquor and he had plenty of it. It seemed that somehow he knew that there is not going to be a tomorrow for him. I had to visit him and console him. I was the answer to all his problems. He would never have any worldly problems after I come to rescue him. Though I am the solution to his problems, I knew that even after helping him come out of pain, I will not be welcomed by as least as a faint node as even an acknowledgment of my presence. It is not only he who would treat me with such disdain, rather this has been the usual story. All of them just try to ignore me as if they are oblivious to my presence, while I stand in plain sight bearing the contempt that they bestow me. 

For them, I am the one who brings the brunt. However, the fact is that, I have never been the cause of their actions. They act and reach to this point and when things go out of their hands, then I have to come and fix things for them. I believe myself to be the liberator while they who get liberated have looked down at me with hate. When have I chosen, not to help anyone? I am always there to offer my services to anyone in need. I never make judgment when helping anyone.

This constant apathy had started taking toll on me, and I, who has never had doubts about my business, had started having questions, until I meet you. That day, I was early for the meeting so I was waiting in the garden. I came to sit when I saw a vacant space at the bench you were sitting. I did not expect you to notice me. You were sitting there and staring straight into vanity. After a while, you looked at my side and you did not simply see through me. Rather you looked at me and gave a customary node. I was flabbergasted. I was so startled that I did not even return the gesture, but only observed your eyes. I was wondering, what was different in those eyes which made you notice me. I have not found the answer to that question till this moment. However, the things I found were not very comforting. I saw no pain in your eyes, which meant that either you had no experience at all or you have come too far beyond the point where pain even matters. Blessed with my skills, I know that it was the latter case. I realized that I should have been there for you, earlier, to comfort and to console you. Due to some reason, this did not happen when it should have happened. That very moment, in your state of vanity, I re-discovered the purpose of what I do. I do a very important job. This world will be full of misery if I do not do what I do.

My friend, I wished that I could have helped you at that very moment. I wish I could help you now. As you to understand, that no matter how badly I want to help you, but I will not be able to do same at the moment. You need to re-discover the lost purpose and pursue it. After all it was you who set me back on my path when I was desperate for answers then how can you be aimless. Think on this and we will talk more when we meet next time.

Until then, keep ticking!

With Love
~
Your friend,
The Reaper.

World is just a passing...?

Today, it feels like this world is just a passing.

The truth is that I have been stalking you from the beginning of time. When I was given an opportunity to chose my path, I was also told that you will be taking this path. In that very instant my path was decided. I had options but none can be chosen, except one. This is how I came to this world.

As per the decree of this world, I was born as a male child and you were born as female child. We were both spiritual beings back then; Godlike, brilliant, oozing with possibilities. I was the future king of this world and you were the future queen; more importantly my queen. I set in human flesh with this as one of the purpose of my life. I am an abstract creature; the presence of any form does not determine my existence. I am not bound to my human form; it is just a notional form as seen from the abstract plane. Like me you are also a resident of my plane. However, this world has its own beauty and there are certain things that come with this human experience. The moment I opened up my eyes in this world, I almost forgot all of it; the purpose was forgotten, your semblance was no more in my memory; and same happened to you.

It was for the same reason that when we first meet in this world, I was not able to recognize you as the same being whom I have been following since eternity. You were in your human form. However, in whatever form you be, it is you who made me come to this world and it could only be you who could make me feel home, the place we came from.

Yeah! This is not my home. My home is beyond time and space. From there space and time are abstract concepts. The presence of my home is eternal, while being equally unreal. It is beyond reality while it exists. The definitions of reality, criteria of existence are not present there. If only it was possible for humans to explain the meaning of Zero, I would have been able to describe my home in language. We are not separate from each other in my home. Even the Gods have characteristics, while we are neutral to that feeling there. The best I can explain about our condition is that I am a state of myself from my home and you are another state of myself from my home. It does not mean that you are a part of me; rather if you wrote this statement then also it will be equally true. All I may say, is that we have to return to my home. Here we are apart and need to be referred to as 'we'. There we are complete and one. Until both of us reach there, my completeness will not be achieved. Until then, I have to take various form using my various states and pursue you. If humans want to relate my home to something that makes sense to them, then they should think of it as heaven.

It seems that my purpose needs one more try. I understand you and I also understand that it may not be the end after which we will be going home. However, the human condition is unique. It believes. It knows the facts but it still believes. Consequently, I am also clinging to the belief that all will be well before the end and that the end will be eternal this time: no more forms, no more pursuits. If at all the belief is false, there will still be a beginning after the end. I have experienced a place where there is no time, but still I talk about beginnings and ends. I have experienced being neutral to any characteristics, but still I find sense in feeling of belief and hope. I can see that I can find meaning in words which are not at all meaningful.

Let me set aside facts and let me honor my human condition. Let me believe in miracles and wonder if one is about to happen the very next moment. Let me feel the intoxication of hope. Thus, let me chose to believe while I linger in my human form.