"Where am I?" He said aloud. He heard nothing but his echoing voice. He was wounded badly and was wet. "Am I dead? Is this celestial world?" He screamed again. Nothing but echo and the sound of gently flowing water. The place had an unpleasant smell. It was dark but he could see a ray of light up above. He asked,"God? That's you?"
The flow of light was disturbed when a face peeped. “God? Where is your halo?" He wondered.
'God' spoke, "Are you okay? I’m gonna get some help. Look out for manholes on roads next time mister!"
2 comments:
hahahahhaaahaha :) well disguised....
Hahaha .. good one. I thought this one'd be a philosophical one - but no :)
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