Barbeque
By pencil leads on Feb 10, 2009 | In Reflections | Send feedback »
i was doing barbeque over at my friend's house the other day. it was my turn to cook prawns ( i have no idea why she would buy prawns for barbeque ). anyway, the flames got a little too strong as they all kept dumping charcoal into the pit. the flames did not reach me, but the heat did. my hand felt painful, and i pulled away. it was natural. no sane human would let his hand be barbequed.
but the point is, if a small fire which heat is enough to make me feel pain and make me drew my hand away, what would happen if i get thrown into hell, where the fire would be there to burn for all eternity. someone once said, if a seagull comes once every 1000 years to take a particle of sand from the beach, even that would have a hope of the process coming to an end. i forgot who said it, but i felt it is true. he was trying to say, if you are going to hell, it is game over for you. even when the seagull cleared the beach, you would still be there in the fires if you just get thrown inside.
i do not wish to go to hell. and i do not wish to see anybody i know going there. but then, that is an impossible wish, isnt it? anyway, i dont do preaching. because what i do does not tally with what i said. it makes me feel like a hypocrite. but i wouldnt want to just sit and do nothing. so, i started posting stories. nobody really read it though, except for one or two friends of mine. people are just interested in other people's life story.
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