A Short Story...i got the idea when i was totally drunk and after a phone call from one of my friends...


He sat on her bedside…folding her hand in his own, softly caressing. She lay motionless…limp, peace arraying her face. The air was damp with sadness…he looked at her innocent face, eyes closed, all lines of worry dissolved as she dreamt .Her soft hair spread on the pillow, gently swaying with the slight breeze that blew through the open window. Silent she lay, chest heaving gently …a picture of quaint innocence. Young and beautiful…he saw her smile, eyes dancing …heard her laugh with abandon, felt her soft lips on his …an involuntary twitch of her cold hand brought him haltingly back to reality. He shuddered…tears glistened in his eyes as he clasped her hand tight to his chest.

The doctors stood silently behind him, having told him they held very little hope and they didn’t expect more than a month left… They averted their eyes when he turned around, searching for some snatch of help, a glimpse of hope in their eyes. He couldn’t blame them, they had tried everything and had worked tirelessly…he put his face in his hands and sobbed convulsively.

But then who could he blame? God? He thought as he tried to control himself. He sneered inwardly at all the believers. Where was their God now? If God existed, of all people, why her, who wouldn’t even think of harming a fly? Who, in her life, had never committed one act born of malice or hate? Or does God take pleasure in tormenting the innocent? Like the humans he created in his own image, maybe?

There is no God, he thought angrily, wiping away his tears, pulling himself together. All of religion is nuts. Ignorant masses who blindly follow what their priests or prophets or whoever, who themselves practice all the sins they fervently preach are wrong. He clenched his fists in frustration. God was a fraudulent concept and religion useful for naught but sparking off wars. Those who practiced it were the biggest swindlers. And those who believe in it, the biggest fools.

He swore silently and turned back to her, and watched as she turned in her sleep, a smile decorating her face as she dreamt of happy times spent with him…

He knelt down and prayed.