I wanted to become a god for as long as I remember. I wanted to do what I want with these scarred little knuckles of mine.
The vibrantly nice weather would change with a simple thought of my mind I hoped.
It was the year 3050. With all these inventions of science and all those spaceships exploring the Universe. No one really believed in God anymore.
No one prayed or no one hoped that there was a God there to make their wishes come true.
I come from a distinguished Family in this highly modern world. And the irony is that I wasn't anything like them. I wasn't the best student nor the best player as my family had been for generations. I wasn't the genius they thought would be born into the womb after my highly praised bloodline.
But I was this boy who liked the sky or the endless motion of the sea that sparkled when I touch it a little. I liked fiction more than this blunt modern world. These flying cars or technology never meant anything to me.
I liked to write. Word danced in my head now and then when I typed them on my computer. I had always read books. Books a hundred years or older. They spoke of love or the beauty of nature from the long-forgotten earth. They spoke of wars or the foolishness of humans. And children had been born out of love. Not because of the bloodline or not for the sake of making geniuses.
Writing gave me the power to create. To create emotions. To create worlds unknown to us. And I felt like a God who was immersed in his own creations. Then suddenly that day came. Earth's first contact with another Universe. Billions of people sat glued to their seats watching the glowing screen in front of them. And it was me who was sent into the other Universe. Not because my family thought it would be the greatest honour to send their child to the infinite space. Not because neighbours thought I would be useful at last. But because I thought this was my chance to find God. Though sounded childish. Scientists of the world said for the first time in hundreds of years that there might be God there. And I couldn't miss this chance to see things unknown to others. To feel emotions foreign to the human heart.
There was no spaceship to hop on. No comfortable chair to feel the vibration of the rocket. It was just an endless portal. Made by geniuses defying the law of nature.
One of the scientists said, "We don't know anything about the other side. There might be no time. Or there might be things unknown in our physical world."
I muttered slowly, "Such as?"
"I don't know."
I inhaled a deep breath knowing there were other things that we never knew. And I wasn't a genius by any means to understand the concept of the universe.
But I was glad to have this kind of family for the first time for giving this kind of opportunity despite having lackings.
Cause I dreamt. And dreaming meant nothing to the Universe nor the people surrounding me.
I drifted my eyes to my parents. They were standing with their hands locked with each other and greeting everyone around them. All of my brothers stood behind me muttering among them. My parents didn't even take a look at me that day. All they cared about my usefulness. And they were happy that I got useful at last even it meant parting ways. Even if it made me disappear like I never existed.
The scientist behind me said, "If our law doesn't work on that Universe we will know by the chipset planted on ur hand. And we will gain all the information we need. But beware u might not able to return. But if you can we don't know in which Era you will end up."
I smiled assuring him. My temple throbbed with pain as I thought about this world for the last time.
I waited for my parents to see me off but they just stood still. Their face lightened with their fake smiles.
I smiled back knowing I will not repent leaving this world. Not today, not in a thousand years.
The portal was dark, unlike other everyday travelling portals I have seen. It had an aura which felt surreal. I took a step slowly inside it. The scientist behind said, "Good luck Brave boy!"
I nodded in return. Soon the dark consumed me with its nerve-racking aura. My whole body trembled in fear as I took each step. I tried looking behind but the hole was closed revealing endless dark.
I don't know how long I walked. But soon saw the end of the hole. Or the beginning I wonder now.
It was a smoky white place. With nothing but me standing in the middle. It felt like time echoed through my ears as I tried to understand what that place was.
I screamed, "I have come so far but I see nothing. Nothing that I once dreamt. Nothing but endless infinity.
It suddenly lit up. Exposing nothing but white bright light scattering all over.
And the tiny me saw the truth for the first time. As the white place showed me everything. Space. The time and the questions kept getting answered to me. I knew who I was. And so did I got to knew what everyone was. I saw through purpose and pain. Saw through the creation and destruction of the Universe. I saw through love and betrayal.
There was nothing in that brightly lit white place. Nothing to tell me the secrets. Nothing to feel the emotions rising through me. It's just me. Like I am giving all those answers to myself.
I knew that exact moment that dreaming meant everything for Humans. It created. It destroyed. And for the first time in my life, I felt glad to be a dreamer.
I saw kites swirling through the endless sky. And I saw children smiling in their mother's arm.
I knew everything there was. And that was the moment I became a god. A God of his own. A God who dreamt. Or a God who wept. But still, a God who knew.
And when all these questions had been answered I just kept staring onto that bright place. My heart beating on its own.
Suddenly I got dragged onto another world. It was a Beautiful earth like place. With a bird like creatures chirping everywhere. I saw a large group of people smiling and chatting with each other.
I recognised many of them. They were dreamers, scholars, Scientists, Writers and poets from the past. They saw me at once when I took a step forward. Their kind wise eyes pouring into mine.
One of them came forward and said, "We welcome you. It seems you have discovered the true meaning of dreams. And that's what great minds do."
I said, "what is this place?"
"It's the centre of all the universe."
He then said, "This is both the gift and the curse for playing God. You see, here resides all the great minds who once played God and discovered the secrets of the Universe."
I didn't answer anything as I waited for him to talk.
"We are the true observers of the Universe. We watch. We change. We think. So let us Welcome you, stranger! To this world of us. Let's celebrate all those dreams we had. For our dreams, we played God. We felt pain and pleasure. Felt humiliations. But beyond that we became God. To watch, to change and to make beautiful things. To see the birth of a child to the birth of the Universe. We will know it altogether. So my brother let us welcome you to this scarred path which had been walked by great men before you."
A little amount of tear leaked from my eyes as I feel the Earth shook. And saw the birth of life. I am watching all of it. None of these weaknesses matters now as I know the real meaning of all of them. For birth or death. Or love. And I never knew how beautiful it felt inside me.
And I realised we all are Gods. Gods of our own path. And I, a mere human with thousands of lacking, became a God that day as I held the hand of the man standing beside me to get blended with all of them.
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I know this story may be confusing for many. And could be offending for many. But let me tell you something. It is a science fiction story. And I couldn't help but write this as it was circling around my head for days.
And I know I couldn't do a good job presenting my idea. But still I hope you guys will appreciate this story.
