A FEW DAYS WITH A GHOST
Chapter 3
WITH THE GHOST
“No. I am still
young” It quivered.
“What!, then
you would not have died long back, why did you die:”
“i don’t know why I
died, but I don’t regret”
“why you have
become a ghost now, bec’se people say, dissatisfied dreams transform people to
ghost once they die”, I continued” did you have any such dreams?”
For a little while
there was silence. I could hear a deep breath. Was there any note of
sadness? I
could make out.
I allowed the
silence to continue.
I feel that no God
can be bad towards human being. I am against all that belief that God punishes
the people or the God takes vindictive action. God is love, God loves every
one. There is no distinction between different types of God but it is only a
different faith on which the God lives.
brewing of love
Stephen D’souza was
standing in front of his house gazing at the gate. He was eagerly waiting for Parvathy
alis Parvathi Menon..Stephen was not an
Anglo Indian. He had chosen to add D’souza as a fantacy. He thought that such
names would carry some attraction. Probably his Goan ancestoral linage might be
reason for his surname. As a communist follower it never gave him any
additional izat to proclaim. He was dead against the clergy clad which never
hesitated to show its partiality in selecting even the priest s which had the Portugese influence.
He began his carrier as a teacher having done M.A literature and B.Ed. He was teaching in a Private School and later got appointment in Central School. During that period only he met Parvathy , Parvathy Menon. They were staying next to his place and he used to visit their house frequently and discuss and share matters of common interest.
“Present politics
is a dynasty system, father to son or daughter or mother to their siblings” .
A few days with a
ghost. Adv.
Janardhanan venkiachalam
CONTINUES
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