This is a short story I wrote back in my BSc days after the instructor, Mrs. Shilpa of a skill development course named Breaking Barriers, held in my college during early 2012, asked me to write something for her in response to my restless question posed to her about me not being able to choose between the career streams of being a scientist or a writer as I felt inwardly drawn to both.
I read it out aloud yesterday late evening, and as I resurfed through the content, realized that it was but a prophetic prologue to my current situation.
Later, as I sat in rest, Jesus completed the narrative by adding the truth of the work of His sacrifice into turning the River of Sins into the River of Goodness after cutting through the giant Oroborus encircling the mountain of life, as the two light pinkish river streams met below making a heart shape above, and fell on a tiny person standing with outstretched arms who later grew into a larger and larger Glory dressed in a red and white suit and holding a bouquet in front of his chest.







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