I am the source!

I am the source, I am the cause, I am the mean and I am the end..

I am the love, I am the hate, I am the god and I am his reflection..

When he was walking around the space, looking for a place to meditate, he came across something that was beyond just beautiful. As if it was his illusion dipped in the divine meditation. The place was full of solid energy that felt indestructible. Serenity of the place hypnotized him at once. He had found out a perfect place to build his home. He was certain that he will create a thing bigger than him.

God knew he had found the earth and his search was finally over..

He rushed back home and told his father that he needs some resources because he now wants to move out and have his own life. Father was certain of his son’s ability and blessed him saying, “My dearest, may you be blessed. But I have nothing to give you. You must build your home on your own.”

God was blindly in love with the earth. He was not afraid to go beyond any limitations to build his own house. He had no resources. He decided he will borrow some from his friend, Mitra. Mitra was a gem of a person. Only dharma he believed in was of giving unconditionally. Mitra promised God abundance of everything.

God happily started designing his home. He started decorating every corner of it. One evening when he was standing in the window, looking at the sky, enjoying a cool breeze, he thought, about his life... Some part of him was always glorious but the other half remained in the dark always. He had a sudden realization that he was more than dependent on Mitra. Mitra was almost controlling everything. He almost felt powerless.

For many days after that he felt depressed. He wanted to feel the power that Mitra felt and be at par with him. He concluded, he must create something that he can control. He had taken a big decision that day. He was to create something that he could control. He created animal. He was overjoyed. Unfortunately, his joy did not last beyond few days as the animal did not mind being controlled. There is no joy of dominating when there is no resistance to the dominance.

He decided he will create something else that will fulfill his desire of being in control. He borrowed some beauty from nature which was untouchable. He created a woman. But he also wanted her to be liberated and clever so that the game would be fun. He took a bit of will from the ocean and a little strength and cleverness from the peak of mountain and gave it to the woman.  God worked the whole night and finally created something he would enjoy claiming his powers on.

Next day he invited Mitra to see his creation. He expected Mitra to be jealous but Mitra at once fell in love with her. However, God had already claimed her. As a token of love Mitra gifted her a bit of his glory and flamboyance. She too was blinded by Mitra’s irresistible glow and aggressive confidence.

When the Mitra was gone, God looked at his creation. He was feeling satisfied after a long time. The feeling of contentment gave him the power he was looking for. He was the controller now.

She moved around as if she always belonged to that place. She wondered to every place that she could. One day God tried stopping so as to feel the power, forgetting that he gave her the will of the ocean and strength of the mountain. He failed. She started claiming the whole house of God. God felt helpless. It was becoming very difficult for him to control her and that made him angry. He couldn't accept that and decided to create one more weapon to gain control over the situation. Again.

He did not sleep the whole night. In the morning he invited Mitra to his house. Mitra understood the situation. Mitra offered God a bit of his energy and told him to create an opposite of what was created. God loved the idea. He thought, if the opposite of woman can’t control woman, at lease it shall be able to kill her. That night, he created a man.

Mitra came to see the new creation of God. After all, it was a product of his own energy. God ordered the man to go out and bring back the wandering woman. God described her to him. When he met her, he had no idea that she is the one God had asked him to find because she was much better than God’s description of her. The moment he saw her he fell in love with her. He forgot the whole purpose of his mission and never returned back to the place where he came from. She still knew who she was.

God realized power of love and how powerless the love is!

For a long time after that he remained hidden in the dark. He could not bear to see that he had created something bigger than him. He forgot it was his only vision to create what he had created. He didn't know how to destroy them.

One day Mitra came to visit him. Mitra, who always played his role well, said, “Deva, this is your home, your creation. You have no right to claim any power on them. Remember what your father did? He just let you go and find your own happiness. Have a home of your dreams. All he gave you was his blessings and nothing else. Be that father.”

Since then, God is finding his happiness in this home, which he created out of love. Finally he has accepted that in front of his creation, he is powerless!