As the first blog entry got exhausted. My second book |
Evolution of Love Part 2 |
Last night while sleeping I died. . or so it seemed Then I went to heaven But only in my dream Up there my Record Keeper met me Standing at the Entry Gates, He said, “I must check your record… Please stand here and wait.” He turned and said “Your record Is covered with terrible flaws, On earth I see you rallied For every losing cause.” I see that you drank rum, smoked and killed too, Fact is, you’ve done everything A good person should never do. We can’t have people like you up here…. Throughout your life all you did was hear, You carried out orders without pausing to think. You never asked for instructions in ink.. Then he read the last of my record And his eyes grew moist. He took my hand gently and said, “Come in. ‘You stood in isolated places and shivered alone You left your kith, kin, hearth and home You come from an unresponsive, ungrateful nation You were denied your rights by every Pay Commission, He led me up to the Caretaker of Heaven … “Take him in and treat him well, He has served in the Indian Armed Forces … He’s done his time in Hell... |