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Genesis and After

A peek into God’s diary

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For an eternity, I’ve been sitting around doing nothing. What is the use of all this power if there is no one to admire and revere it? Surely there is more to life than merely existing as a supreme power? I must do something. I must create a glorious universe, filled with intelligent beings that appreciate my greatness. But first, I must dispel this darkness.

“Let there be light!”

Good. Now I can see what is around me, though of course, there is nothing to see yet. But eternal light can be as dull as eternal darkness. So let a period of light, which I will call ‘day,’ alternate with a period of darkness, which I will call ‘night’.

Six 'Days' Later

I have accomplished a lot in six days. I’ve created the Earth, Heaven, Sun and Moon. I’ve filled the sea and the land with living creatures. And best of all, I’ve created Man and Woman in my image to fill and subdue the Earth. I’ve earned a Day of Rest.

Several Thousand Years Later

Mankind has certainly taken to heart my command to ‘Go forth and multiply.’ Yet I find them sadly lacking in many virtues. They pick up fights with each other for the most trivial reasons. But I still love them. So it is my duty to take an earthly form and deliver them from evil. I’ll take birth as Ram, the son of King Dasharath, in the land of Ayodhya.

AD 36

I now believe incarnation was not a good idea. Over these years, I took birth again and again in different forms. But in my name, men just divided themselves into different religions and found another reason to fight. If man is determined to fight, I see no reason to return to Earth. In fact, the way they treated my last incarnation as Jesus strengthens my resolve to remain firmly in heaven and leave them to their fate.

AD 1900

I am quite tired of men and their petty fights. Creating man was a big mistake. It’s time to correct that mistake. These last couple of centuries, I have been mulling over the design of a new species. To make space for them, I must first rid Earth of humankind. Since man is so fond of fighting, the best way would be to start a World Wide War (WWW).

AD 1950

Surprising! Notwithstanding two World Wars, man continues to survive. They’ve even found a new respect for Peace. But I’m determined. I’ll now invoke terrible epidemics to wipe out the entire human population. Let them fight the scourge of Asian flu, cholera, and AIDS.

AD 2016

Hell! Man refuses to die as long as Earth survives. I must sacrifice Earth. A slight alteration in its orbit, and the asteroid Apophis is set on a collision course with Earth. The Earth will breathe its last in AD 2036. Meanwhile, let me focus on my new project on Mars.

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Leena T Pandey

I have been reading voraciously since the age of five when I first discovered the joys of reading. I would lap up anything in print. Unrolling an emptied newspaper cone with one hand, stuffing roasted peanuts in my mouth with the other, all the while devouring the printed content on the cone with my eyes, was one of my first experiences in hedonistic pleasure.
In fact, sometimes I feel that I am on an adventurous journey through the secret dreamworld of other people's imaginations, interspersed with occasional visits to my own life to attend events like graduation, first job, marriage, and so on.
As a true-blue reader, I think I am uniquely qualified to comment on and critique other people's works of labour. I can tell exactly what puts the average reader to sleep, what sets their pulse racing, and what has them salivating for more.

Write to me at leenatpandey@gmail.com.

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