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Tuesday, October 14, 2014

54- Life Is A play

Every week in the unit of Black Head I was to visit the Fig-Hospital to see about my wisdom tooth at the dentist, who couldn't know precisely the source of the disorder. That made the General think I was going for a psychic problem and got worried. His worries increased when he knew from the international news that a man claimed to be Almahdi occupied with his group the area of the Holy Cube in Mecca at Saudi Arabia. He worried lest I do something like that in his unit. So he started to be active in communicating the Fig-Hospital to decide my final case.
The news about my case spread inside the unit. One day a colonel met me inside the unit and showed his wish to speak to me. After shaking hands he asked,
"How do you see our life?"
"It is a play on a prepared stage." I answered.
"Are you going to tell that to your children?" he asked.
"The life in its essence is like a play because we lived before and we will live again doing different roles." I said and added, "As for my young children I think they are preparing to enter their roles in this life. And I can't tell them, life is a play unless after becoming mature to understand."
"Why do you think you are Esa (Jesus)?" he asked.
"It's a long story."
"Have you seen angel Gabriel?" he asked.
"No." I answered. "But I realized that I have been under the guidance of an unseen intelligence whom they called Holy Spirit."
"How did you know?" he asked. "Isn't it possible it was the Devil?"
"I have known it from the unseen help I have got to know necessary knowledge." I answered. "I am sure it was not the Devil because I call for good and I believe in God. Esa promised to come back and nothing can prevent him from it. Remember that his word never failed to do his will. You should read his story in its source the gospel. Because in Islam we learn a little about him."
"May God guide you," he said and shook my hand in peace and left.
A paper letter came from the Fig-Hospital to summon me. I went to the department of Nerve and Psychiatry and they ordered me to be kept there in a room with two patients. The atmosphere was disturbing indeed. The first patient always generated very loud voice with his breath. His body was huge as a giant and his breath shook the walls of the room. All patients of other rooms complained it. The other patient was a very thin man. He was always lying in his bed trembling with all his body. After a while they came and took the giant away.
One day, on hearing noise outside my room I came out to see what happened. A young lady died. A woman on seeing a soldier closing her room behind him said to me," How dare he to do that?", I said,"If he didn't dare to do that we wouldn't find who can bury the dead. I left the place and got up stairs to set a while with two patients known to me from the Navy. There I heard a weird story of a miracle that happened to the brother of one of them.
To be continued.