“Dad, stay with me, don’t go” the child holds his hand tight; she is suffering from a fever for the last few days. The doctors gave the medication, but her temperature is still high. Her Dad sat next to her bed, he holds her hand, and he could feel the temperature of her body. He looked at her and smiled, ran his hand over her brown hair and said. “Don’t worry dear, daddy won’t go anywhere, I’ll be here”. It made her feel better; she closed her eyes and smiled. She felt a sense of satisfaction and protection. He tried to take the teddy bear from her hand and tug her to sleep. But she opened her eyes and holds the teddy tight and says, ‘dad can you tell me a story, I can’t sleep’. He got blank for a second, “a story? “Sure dear, he assured, but he didn’t had a faint idea what to tell his daughter. She eagerly looked at him. He took a deep breath and left his mind to wander to past and pick some story for his daughter. He thought what story his mom used to tell him, when he was a kid. Sadly, he could not remember any of them. Something’s like this should be left to mom, but in this case he is her father and mother. He lost his wife the day his daughter was born. Finally he decided to tell that story.
He broke the silence, “once upon a time, there was a kingdom far, far away, a land which was always bright, a land without night. The land was so beautiful that cannot be explained by words. Green hills filled with blue and purple flowers, cold and misty. Beautiful waterfalls flowing from the top of the misty hills, the streams as pure and clear like a mirror. Birds of paradise singing and flying, the land so beautiful we can breathe the air of peace. “Dad, is this place real? She asked. Of Course dear, it is far, far away dad replied. The kingdom was ruled by children, the elders listened to them and where proud of them. Only a pure hearted child can retain peace in the land because peace dwells in innocence. Dad smiled and patted her soft little hand and said, they where cute and beautiful like you. Child smiled and kissed his hand and eagerly looked at him to hear the rest of the story.
He continued, one day the children where playing in the garden suddenly they saw a dark cloud up in the sky. They stopped playing and gazed at the sky, the cold wind became hot suddenly. As they where looking at the sky a group of people ran towards them screaming, “Run, dragon Run, hide yourself” they caught the children and took them inside the palace. They said the elders patrolling in the western hills saw dragons coming towards our land. They are coming to destroy us; it is the work of the evil wizard of the land of Eradius. There dragons are the children of the wizard Demonius. These dragons bring sickness, pain and death to many. The children asked, is there any cure for this sickness? The elders replied, yes there is but…. they paused. The cure is only with a man called ‘Wise man’. Nobody knows his name, whenever our land is attacked by Demonius, he comes to rescue us. We don’t know where he lives; he is the only one powerful enough to fight the powers of the wizard.
Back in the village the dragons started damaging the houses and beautiful gardens with its fierce breath of fire. The land became filled with dark cloud and darkness filled the land. Elders and children together got inflicted by nameless deceases and sickness. Peace has gone from the land, beauty is hiding in darkness. ‘Dad, what happened then?’ dad smiled and continued.
The child king’s little sister is in death bed, all the doctors and elders failed to save her, her health is going down day by day. The young ruler is standing on the balcony hopeless and depressed. All he could see is emptiness and endless darkness, his hopeless heart spoke aloud, ‘somebody bring an end to my sister’s pain, somebody hold my hand’. Suddenly he felt a hand holding his, he looked his side. He was so scared he stumbled with panic. To his left he saw an old man with long white hair and beard in a white spotless gown. His face was shining in the darkness, he smiled and said, son why did you took time to call me, and I was waiting for your call all this while. The child said, who you are, I don’t know you.
The old man replied, I am what I am, I existed before the birth of universe, and I existed before silence. I broke the silence, I spoke and the universe heard me. I am the voice the universe first heard. You hear different voices around, the sound of lightning, the sound of rain drops falling, the twitter of birds, sound of dry leaves, but I put words to these sounds and gave to you, only to humans so that they call me and I answer them. When words came out of voices, it became meaningful and I gave power to these words. A sound or voice in the nature don’t have power, but words have, words with meaning. You have this power within you. If you believe you will see miracle today. Do you believe in me? The child looked at him and replied, I know you are the wise man, the elders are talking about, yes, I believe in you, only you can help us.
He smiled and said no, I cannot help you; it is you who have to help yourself. You have the power with you, now you have to use it. The child looked with a nervous doubt, but how? The old man pointed his fingers towards the wall; they saw an army of ants moving in prescribed order in a straight line carrying small grains of food. He said, do you see these ants? Yes, my lord answered the child. He said, these ants are worker ants, the moment they are hatched from their eggs, they know the purpose of their life, no one have to tell them, the start their work day in and day out, searching tiny grains of food, preserving it, that’s their life and they live their time doing what they are supposed to do, yet they don’t complain. We all have a reason behind our existence, a purpose to live for.
You asked me for help, here am I helping you, I can show you the way but you have to go through it. Look around, all your loved ones are in their bed, they are not dieing they are sleeping, they are seeing nightmares in their bed, they are scared, but they are not dead. Arise, now look inside you, and realize the purpose of your life. You can save yourself and your loved ones if you are ready to be the voice of your spirit. Your spirit cannot speak, but your bodies can, if you listen to your spirit and speak for it, your body will see the result. ‘Be brave, I see a brave warrior in front of me, open your eyes and see yourself. Shout aloud let the whole world hear what your spirit wants to say’. Saying this wise man disappeared in thin air.
The king looked around; he could feel the courage in his heart as if someone has taken a heavy burden from him. He smiled with a sense of satisfaction and confidence. Ran towards his sister’s death bed and shouted with joy, ‘get up sister, its time to play, she opened her eyes and understood everything in her brother’s smile. She got up from her bed with a new strength; both the brother and sister stepped into every house in the kingdom and walked back with a multitude of happy faces. Kids and elders followed them, conquering the land they stepped. Breaking, hitting and shattering the powers of the Demonius and finally they saw the dark clouds passing away from their sky. Peace and joy came out of their hiding place. They won the war the mightiest way ever.
The man finished his bed time story; his daughter asked ‘wills my sickness also go away dad? Of course sweet pie, believe what I said, its all in your mind all you have to do is get up. He smiled and tugged her goodnight and went to his room.
Next morning he woke up by the sound next to his bed. ‘Dad wake up, its time to play, he opened his eyes and understood everything by his daughter’s smile.
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