Enlightening Darkness

Enlightening Darkness

I woke up with a 

jolt. It was dark all

 around. Probably 

past midnight. 

Raining cats and

 dogs outside. 

Despite the chilly

 air, I was sweating. There was no current. A 

sudden flash of light engulfed the room. I waited. 

And it came...the loud crack of thunder. My cousin

 was squeezing my hand. Sleep had left me, and it 

showed no sign of returning any time soon. So I

 settled down as my eyes adjusted to the dark.

 As the occasional flashes showed me weird 

shadows through the window pane, my mind 

drifted off to the idea of ghosts.
They say people who believe in god are most likely

 to believe in ghosts as well. Well, why not? You've

 never seen god, you've no proof of it except for 

age old epics and could-be-coincidences in today's 

world. The same goes for ghosts, except that there

 are plenty who claim to have sighted them. Video

 clips and experiences reveal that there seem to be

 more chances of the existence of ghosts than of 

god. But then of course, we've been told that god

 exists within us, in our surroundings, in the 

universe, as light, as wind, as energy. The things

 that we couldn't understand ourselves, were 

god's creation. Who then, is this almighty, 

the so-called creator of life? Why not call

 nature itself as god, why not the forces in the 

universe that make our earth go round, that keep 

the stars in motion, that makes time exist?
For  atheists, the very idea of god is a joke. 

They do not pray, because it makes no sense

 to them. There are many instances in life 

that prove to be unfair, many unjustified, which

 makes it more difficult to believe that god will

 heed our miseries. Isn't it easier to believe that 

god sustains life, rather than to save the lives of 

the petty and the rich alike? How else would it

make sense?
When we can pray for the good of others, we could

 do the contrary as well right? Will both the sides

 be heard, or are the prayers selective up there? 

Today the freedom of speech contradicts with the

 people's right to beliefs. The ones who choose to

 express themselves despite being in the opposite 

side of the tide are attacked and treated with 

disgust. The battle in itself proves the littleness

 of our maturity.

 In a time where buildings get taller, roads wider,

 and screens bigger, if our minds too don't expand,

 then there shall definitely be no peace. Accept and

 respect, that is all peace ever needs. 

Accept that people are different, accept that they 

have different views. Respect their views and 

beliefs, respect them for sticking to it. By doing 

so, the gain is all yours, not anybody else's.

Maybe god exists. Maybe ghosts do too. Maybe 

neither do. Maybe all that we see is governed by

 a supreme power unknown to us. Maybe physics

 hasn't yet learned to define it. Maybe it has no

 definition at all. Maybe we could just stick to our 

own beliefs, and respect that.

My trail of thoughts got interrupted by a rush of

 cool wind. The ceiling fan was moving again,

 the current was back. Sleep had slowly crept in 

without my knowledge. Slowly, the patter of the 

raindrops, the beats of the thunder, and the soft 

howls of the wind served as a lullaby...and I

 dozed off.