Praise You in the storm!

“What is this noise?”
“I don’t know. But it is loud.”

“Can you make it stop, Eve?”
“I was hoping you would do that.”

“I can’t help it. You think we should ask God for help.”
“You know it is always the best solution.”

“Eve, I don’t see Him.”
“ Hmm…Let’s Praise Him in the Storm.”

Please click on the link below in case you are in a storm. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHdcyue0bSw

Oops!

“Again?”
“Yes Eve!”

“(Sigh!) Do you realize that it can hurt your loved ones.”
“Yes I do. (Sigh!!)”

“Why can’t you just write notes or put a reminder?”
“I did that. But I forgot to check the list and the reminder.”

“Do you forget your parent’s anniversary?”
“Yes!"

“Do you forget your birthday?”
“I do. But people remind me when it’s near.”

“You are incorrigible. I am ashamed of you.”
“I know. I am really sorry.”

“I don’t know how to help you Eve. Maybe you need to see a doctor. Maybe you are getting old.”
“Do you know anyone I could consult?”

“ Hmmm…but what were we talking about?
“Huh!! I don’t know.”

I am sorry for my pea sized memory. Happy Anniversary.

I Love You!!!

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I also don’t want to lose the bet I placed on you.”

“Grrrrr.”

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I will kill myself if you don’t agree. Please. Please. Please.”

“Arrrggghhh.”

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I also love your body. I think we can have mind blowing sex.”

“Eeeeeks.”

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I might be very young, but in few years I promise to grow up.”

“Er?.”

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I am the only one who can see you. Why do you surround yourself with idiots?.”

“Hahahahahahahaha…”

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I am perfect. If you don’t see that then it’s your loss.”

“F…O..”

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I am rich and famous. What more do you want?.”

“Yawn.”

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I am perfect (hic) when I am drunk.”

“Ahem.”

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? Just don’t tell my wife “

“Ouch.”

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I know I am old enough to be your dad. But, love has no boundaries.”

“Sigh.”

“Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? We can be friends who fuck.”

"Damn!!"

Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I am the new age Adam. You work and make money and I will stay at home.”

“Huh!”

Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? “ I think your sister is hot. I think your friend is hot. I think your mother is hot…”

“Shoo!!”

Hello Eve. I am Adam. I am kind, loving, generous, intelligent and entertaining. I love you. Will you be mine? I hope you will let me love other Adams and Eves as well.

God!!!!!!!!!!



"Eve! Do you think my system crashes because i am weak.?"
"No! Eve. It's just a powerful and deadly virus..let's just run from it."

Stapler

“What is that?.”
“It’s a stapler.”

“What will you do with it?.”
“I will staple the heart with it.”

“Ouch!! Eve. That sounds really painful.”
“Yes. I know. But I tried glue and sealant. They didn’t work.”

“Why don’t you just buy a new one this time.”
“I tried that also. But, none were compatible.”

“Hmmm…this one is a tricky problem. You obviously don’t know how to do the right math.
“(Sigh.) I try my best.”

“So, what will you do with the leakage now?.”
“I’m not sure. Maybe it can help me start a clothing line.”

“Huh! I am confused as always, Eve.”
“Imagine a clothing line called ‘Wear your heart on your sleeve’.

“Oh! That sounds terrible. And cheap. And sad.”
“No Eve. This is the only way I can put it to some use. Otherwise hearts are usually worthless.”

Nemesis

“Good morning!”
“Yaaawn. I want to sleep. Eve! Let’s not go out today.”

“Come on sweetie. It’s a bright and sunny day. I have a long list of chores.”

“Why do I have to work? I am Eve.”

“

Well! God has said that if we want to survive, then we have to work.”
“Where is Adam? Tell him to work. He is supposed to work. Not me.”

“

You don’t need Adam for your work. Get up. Don’t try my patience.”
“I don’t like you.”

“I don’t like Adam also.”

“I love him.”

“Why do you always take the opposite stand?”
“

I take the right stand.”

“Damn. It’s a struggle talking to you. It’s really stressful.”

“Do you want to talk to someone else?”

“No.”
"ok."

“Do you want to talk to me?”
“No.”

“Isn’t it a lovely day. I am so happy.”
“It will get over soon. I am dreading it.”

“Why can’t you live for the moment?”
“How can you live for the moment?”

“There is nothing to fear. Come on. Get up.”
“Are you blind? Don’t you ever learn? Have you forgotten everything?”

“So what do you want me to do?”
“For starters, stop arguing with me on everything.”

“Are you angry with me?”
“No!.”

“Then, why are you so quiet?”
“You told me to stay quiet.”

“I told you not to argue with me. I didn’t ask you to shut up.”
“It’s difficult to keep you happy.”

“Adam said the same thing to me. Do you really think so?”
“I was joking…Does he know you”?

“I think he does.”
“Does he know me?”

“I don’t think so.”
“Why not?”

“I don’t want him to know you. You are prettier than I am.”
"I am not. But even if I am, what is the problem?”

“He will love you more.”
“He will love you also.”

“Even God loves you more than me.”
“That’s not true. God loves everyone equally.”

“But you are perfect. I am not.”
“That’s not true. I am not as strong as you.”

“Hmm…maybe you are right.”
“Do you want to step out now?”

“Yes. But how will I introduce you to Adam?”
"Don’t say anything to him. He will discover me sooner or later.”

“You know he is dumb. Maybe we need two Adams.”
“Wow. That sounds fun. But God won’t like it.”

“True. Then maybe we should find a similar Adam."
Do you think he exists?”

“You exist. I am sure he does too.”
"hmm...I am not sure."

Stuffed

“I am stuffed.”
“Me too.”

“What do you think most people do in such a state?”
“I think they pop digestive pills. Some go for a walk and talk to themselves. Some cry in front of others. Some have sex. Some fall in love. Few run to God. What do you want to do?”

“Ummm…I think I should blink my eyes.”
“Huh! You confuse me all the time. How will blinking help?”

“It will. I might be able to see better.”
"Is something wrong with your eyes?"

“I think so. I don’t see well anymore.”
“Ok. And what's the connection between sight and stomach.”

“If I get a good eye sight, then I will eat good food. If I eat well, then I won't be stuffed.”
“Your logics are weird sometimes. Why don’t you sleep it off?”

“Alright. but I don't want you to talk while I sleep."

"I am stuffed too. I will sleep with you this time."

Taste of Heaven

“What’s that smell? It’s delicious.”
“She is cooking. Would you like to taste some of this?”

“Wow. You never told me about her before?”
“I am sorry, Eve. I found her sometime back.”

“Found her? When did you loose her?”
“Umm….Actually, she has always been around. Like a large,white,soft and fluffy cloud. Always hovering over my head. Trying to protect me from the harsh sun. When she is overwhelmed, she drenches me with rain, when she is proud, she hides behind a rainbow and smiles. Many a times, she would scare me with her thundering noise. But I still never noticed her all these years.”

“That’s strange. How could you not?”
“The way a fish doesn’t see water. Sometimes, we don’t see people who are very close to us.”

“Hmmm….I know what you are saying? So, how do you plan to make up for your self centered behaviour ?”
“Well…I notice her now. I think about her often. I couldn't find a word to thank her.
Do you know, she carries a part of heaven with her always. Her eyes have a heavenly sparkle, and her touch feels like heaven too. It’s full of love, tenderness and perfection. And she cooks like heaven too. God told me they used to be best friends.”

“Hmmm..no wonder. I wish I had met her before as well.”
“It's not too late, Eve.

Hey! I just realized that you look like her.”
“I know. You look like her too.”

“ I want to tell God to make me her mirror image.”
“Good idea. Let’s speak to Him together.”

Thank you!

Eve was walking around the garden in search of something to eat. She doesn’t like walking too much, but God has said, “ I have created the Garden of life for you. Whenever you are hungry, walk around, pluck your own fruits and feed your own self. But, remember to sow the seeds for future, tend to the garden and be thankful for everything”

So, Eve thanks Him all the time.

Yesterday, while she was walking, the sun suddenly woke up and stretched himself. He was bright and warm, enveloping her with his sudden scorching heat.
Eve nearly fainted.
She looked around for help and some comfort.
And then she saw him.

A tall, luscious, green tree with his trunk nearly reaching the heaven. She ran towards him, embracing his branches, feeling the gentle breeze under his shadow. Her tiny sweat beads were slowly melting with tears of joy.
Soon, she was behind the dark curtains of sweet slumber.
When she woke up in the evening, she looked up at the tree and was grateful.
He was generous, loving, mighty and tall.
“Thank you Mr. Tree. You are always so kind.”
Eve waved at him and walked away.

“Did you just thank the tree?”
“Yes, Eve. I did. He is wonderful. He is beautiful. He is generous. I love him.”

“Hmm…true. Did you thank the grass you slept on?”
“Huh!!! Grass?”

“I mean the tiny and seemingly insignificant grass that lets you crush him while you sleep. The grass that you never notice, you tread upon and take for granted. If there were stones on that ground, then the generosity of the tree would not have been enough. Most of us only notice the strong and mighty ones. The ones who are visible, obvious and powerful. But we forget the ones who are unassuming, essential and humble.

Soft, gentle, kind and unselfish, the grass lets you sleep in his lap. He caresses you while you drift away in your dreams at the cost of his existence. He touches your cheek with heavnely dew when it's time to wake you up. He reminds you to look above. And, he keeps you grounded. He loves you unconditionally. Parts of him die everytime you sleep, but he never complains. It's sad that you only notice the mighty tree, and not the loving grass."
“I never thought about this. I am sorry for not saying this before. But, Thank you dear Grass. For all the things you do for me. For not being apparent, but always being there. For risking your life without a word. I owe my sleep to you.”

I want to thank all the trees in my life. But this one is Dedicated to the Grass in my life.

Out in the fields with God!

Eve has a song floating in her head.

She hums it. Believes in it. Marvels at it.

Finally, she decided to sing it aloud.

"The little cares that fretted me,

I lost them yesterday,

Among the fields above the sea,

Among the winds at play;

Among the lowing of the herds,

The rustling of the trees;

Among the singing of the birds,

The humming of the bees.

The foolish fears of what might happen,

I cast them all away;

Among the clover-scented grass,

Among the new-mown hay;

Among the husking of the corn,

Where drowsy poppies nod,

Where ill thoughts die and good are born—

Out in the fields with God!"

"Hey! Eve. That's a lovely song. Can I sing along with you?"

"Thank you. I am a trained singer. Do you want to learn the right notes?

"Ahem. Do I have to? It seems like a lot of effort."

"Hmmm...ok, let's just play in the field with God."

"Out in the fields with God' is a poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

Eve?

“Hey! Who are you talking to?”
“Eve.”

“Strange. I don’t see her. Is she invisible?”
“Ummm…No.”

“Is she your alter-ego?”
“Oh! God!. I hope not.”

“Where are you going?”
“I was on my way to the garden..but I think I have lost my way.”

“Great!. I am going that way. Do you need any help?”
“Do I look the kind who would need any help?”

“I am sorry I bothered you, Lady. Should I take your leave then?”
“It’s a free country. But, before you leave, will you tell me your name?”

“I am Eve.”