The enlightening pandemic.

Man 1 : God ! End this destruction let me out of my home, m suffocated, am exhaust let me out of my home.....

God : But son do u remember a month ago or so, u prayed u r fed up of ur job and so u wanted to relax at home, see I granted ur wish n now u do complain that u want urself now out of home !

Man 2: God! End this destruction let me reach my home, tired of walking, worn out of hunger, want to rest in my mother's lap in my cozy home.

God : But son do u remember a month ago or so, you prayed u r sick of helping ur mom at her chores, you are sick of staying at home and wanted to explore the roads and explore the unknown, I granted ur prayer n now u do complain u wanted to go back to ur mom !

Man 3: God! End this destruction, end my sickness, end my pain, this dark room is haunting me, the fear of death every moment killing me, the smell of sanitizers, the doctors covered from head to toe, their service to us so godly yet their appearance so ghostly to scare us n remind us that we are not at home instead we are dying, dying a ruthless death... please let me be well I wanna live again.

God: But son do you remember a month ago or so, u lost ur loved one and prayed at my door, that the pain of their parting is the worst of all and even death is better than what u were facing those days, you asked for a death more deadly than that pain, I granted ur prayer now u do complain, now u want a life, the life without those loved ones, to live again and to end this pain !

Man 4: God ! End this destruction. I am a Man I am aware of my faults, u have blessed me what I have asked from you, u have returned me the fruit of the seeds I have sown, and it is just my prayer please don't think its complain, o god, my merciful lord! I m ever a sinner n u r forgiving n full of compassion, i repent and confess, I pray for for your forgiveness i beg for ur kindness. Please let the world rise of this dark tunnel let ur name stand tall and ur mercy be glorified.

God (with a smile on his face) :Oh man!oh man!ur thirst can never be quenched...I plan for you the best you deserve but still u keep on asking for the least...I admonish you for what you must refrain...You take my words for granted and invite the perils...Then why do you cry and put the burden of your flaws on me as if I have penned it down in your destiny.. Remember, I love my creations and so I put them to life... Giving them wounds is not my act.. It is something U decide... So pose your faith in me and listen to your conscience... I"ll enlighten your way to your deserved destiny...