Finally, the dusk of my destiny has arrived. My eyes are about to be locked forever. My pulse has lost its anchor and this Titanic of mine is about to sink. My heart is in no mood to pump in further life into me. All my facebook friends have started to bet on who is to deliver the best obituary. After all these are the occasions to rise up to your writing skills and show to the world, yes! I can write. You might be wondering: why I am wasting your time? Why don’t I simply say I mean write that I am dying? Probably this is the only way I can glorify my death. After all this is the age of publicity.

 Guess! Who has come to bid me farewell? It is the photocopy; I mean the offspring of the same Doctor who brought me into this world. He is busy playing with his Tarot cards and the revelation has made his face glow with delight. He has already telegraphed a coded message to his assistant saying that the bed is getting prepared to be let out and out goes his assistant in search of a potential tenant.

 I have been stretching myself for last countless days. I am so tired that now I want to relax forever. My soul is dying to leave me.  Now! This is it! I can have a top view of myself. I am lying on bed and everybody known to me has gathered. They are crying for me. I don’t believe this. Was I really important to them or are they just making fool of my dead self. How can anybody cry for someone who has been an epitome of failure?

 The Gods in heaven are discussing the issue with angels because at some point in my confusing life, I was a typical non-believer. It will take me a lot to convince them to place me in heaven. Oh my God this is quite confusing. Which of these gates would be the gate to heaven? Let me check with the keeper.

  Sir! Which is the gate to heaven?

Keeper:  Now where in universe is this place called heaven? Everybody comes here looking for this stupid place.

Let me tell you. Heaven is the place where all good people are placed after they die.

Keeper:  Who are good people?

Good people are the people who do good deeds.

Keeper: What are good deeds?

Good deeds are the deeds liked by GOD.

Keeper: Who told you that?

Everybody down there knows this. They told me.

Keeper:  How do they know?

I don’t know.

Keeper: The world out there seems to be a game of words and mouths.

So, what is wrong in that?

Keeper: Nothing is wrong for me.

Does that mean everything is right for you?

Keeper: Nothing is right for the people here.

What do you mean by that?

Keeper:  Nothing

What does nothing mean?

Keeper: That is the only thing which has got meaning here.

You mean people live here with this nothing sort of a thing.

Keeper: Yes they do.

But, how can you live without anything?

Keeper: Because, this nothing includes everything.

That seems quite complicated.

Keeper: Not as complicated as your anything down there.

Can you explain how?

Keeper: That is not possible

Why?

Keeper: Because I have never done that.

Don’t you explain things here?

Keeper: No explanations, no questions and no answers.

That’s beautiful; I think I will love that.

Keeper: Why do you people on earth always need something to love?

Because that makes us happy.

Keeper: What is so special about being happy?

I don’t know but it is considered very special out there. Tell me what gifts do you have for good people here?

Keeper: Nothing

And what about bad people?

Keeper: Nothing

So what is the difference?

Keeper: Nothing

You mean you don’t judge people here?

Keeper: What is the need? Everybody has to just live

You mean you don’t have any success or failure stories.

Keeper: No, not at all

So, what about the celebrities out there,

Keeper: No celebrities, no strugglers.

So, what do people live for here?

Keeper: They just live

And how do they live?

Keeper: By sitting quietly at one place.

How does that work for them?

Keeper: Work in what respect.

I mean, what do they do with their lives?

Keeper: They just pass their lives quietly.

Don’t they make their presence noticeable?

Keeper: What is the need for that?

You mean they don’t need to be recognized?

Keeper: What do they get by that?

Fame, love and money.

Keeper: these things are of no use here.

Why?

Keeper: Because these are souls and souls are complete in themselves.

You mean people there are incomplete.

Keeper: I don’t know

What are you supposed to know?

Keeper: Nothing

Why are you so finicky about nothing?

Keeper: What does that mean?

I hope nothing.

Keeper: Anyways why don’t you go inside?

Can I?

Keeper: Why not?

But I don’t know anything about this place.

Keeper: Why do you need to know?

So that I don’t do anything against the code of conduct

Keeper: what do you mean by that?

I must say; Nothing

Keeper: Go inside

Can you open the door for me?

Keeper: That was never closed. You can go through it.

Are you sure? How can I go through such a thick stuff?

Keeper: I don’t need to be sure.

Ok! Ok! I am going