Why is it that the majority among us turn to God only during tough times? And doesn’t God, who is working 24/7, get even more miserable listening to our pathetic stories? I changed that..
Last night, I found myself staring at the ceiling, tossing and turning to get hold of that elusive thing: sleep. Tried counting sheep, didn’t help. Tried focusing on my breath-no much help either. Suddenly, an idea flashed to my mind.Why not narrate to this invisible friend of mine, by whatever name you may wish to call, be it JC, Allah, Shiva or Krishna some of the most hilarious moments of my day.
Well, the day was normal and there was nothing particularly hilarious about it or so I thought when I remembered the scene from the movie “Chef”of which I had a fleeting glance while preparing lunch. It is the scene where John Favreau tries to make his way through the slippery floors of his ex-wife’s ex- husband, Marvin’s office. The spic-and- span office is indeed slippery and God! the expression on his face while trying to wade across the office makes you em..ROFL. One funny scene gave way to another, and I continued narrating them (in my mind, of course) to my invisible friend and before long, I was fast asleep.
You guessed it right, I was amazingly fresh when I woke up next morning. I repeated the same for a couple of days more, and each time I felt more refreshed and energized. I am tempted to coin a term for my new found spirituality- “Healthy spirituality”. I think I have found a new way of living, rather “sleeping” for myself.
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