From: sepehr@acsu.buffalo.edu (Ramin S.)
Newsgroups: soc.culture.iranian
Subject: You'll find out when you are done reading....
Date: 25 Jul 92 19:59:09 GMT
Organization: UB


" What ??!!?? My mother is in Coma ?? Accident ?? a Truck ?? " ...
First you don't beleive it but when you remember the taste of the milk 
that you tasted when she breastfed you, and all those nights that she 
put her arms around you to warmen you up, then you beleive it.You actually
sense the taste and the tempreture. The taste was incompareble. The 
temperature of her body was different that the regular farenheit or 
centigrad , it was immesearuable. You see yourself growing up with her.
All the words that she taught you , all the songs that she sang for you to 
make you go to sleep and the ones she taught you to duet with her. 
You remember when she punished you for doing wrong and when you cried, she 
ran after you and grabbed you and hugged you and kissed you. She loved you 
with all she had , she had feelings for you from the deepth of her
heart, she admired every little moves you made. She used to watch you 
when you played football or playd with your plastic car or when you bought
your first bycicle and used to ride it up and down the alley. She collected
every little piece from your childhood. You remember the first time you
broke her heart , and you promised yourself and her that it was the last
time and you said that everytime you broke her heart. 

Now she is in coma , because this morning she got hit by a truck. You start
hating yourself and others , you start hating those who made trucks and
those who made cars and those who made life so complicated. What was wrong
with a horse or a mule ? We put our lives in danger , we put animals lives
in danger too. Everyday you see on the way to work that there is a deer or
a dog or a sconck(sp?) laying on the side of the road. Every week you see
the trees across the street from your home being cut down for apartment
buldings or a shopping mall. and then you hate yourself and others more,
but now there is only one thing that is the most important.  Your Mother .
Her life is in the hand of , who knows ?  Doctor says that there is nothing
further that he can do , You just have to wait !!! You waited 24 years of
your life for this moment ? and now you just have to wait for this moment
to pass. Where is Einstein so I can prove to him that we can freeze time.

You scream the word "mother" inside , but no one can hear the reverbrating
fading sound but yourself. That is when you realize you need someone,
someone to hug you, give you hope, to pad you on your shoulder, to squeez
you so hard that you see the pain flying of your skin. Your father ?? he
needs someone more than you do !!! Your Brothers and Sisters , They are
worst than you !!! The Doctor ? What a joke !! he already told you that the
waiting moment that you waited many years of your life has arrived... 

Then Who ?? Who ??
That is when you start thinking about God. He the one who gave us lives. 
He the one who gave us food and shelter. You start begging God for help.
You promise to him that you start being a good person , a good human being.
You promise that you would never drink again and that you start praying
five times a day ( or go to church every sunday ) and that you start
giving to charities. 

You just need a little inspiration, motivation, and self confidence.
and you seek that from God.

This has been a " Story of God " which is the subject title of this
article.

By Ramin S. 
Newsgroups: soc.culture.iranian