Flash Post 121!

“Button, a strange thought came floating before my mind’s eye a few minutes back.”

“And what, may I ask, is that thought?”

“Has the idea of God being a top-class chess player ever struck you?”

“Not really. How is he a chess player? Where is the chess board and where are the pawns!”

“I see this universe as his chess board and we the pawns he moves around whenever he chooses! We may ask him for a favour or demand something but it’s all up to him to grant it to us or refuse. And every time he grants us something, he moves a pawn. He also seems like an extremely strict parent because he gives just that much and never more.”

“You think he plays favourites? For instance, piling favours on those who do not deserve them and not granting favours to those who deserve them?”

“I would like to believe that he is an extremely fair God and only gives to those who only deserve and who He is pleased with!”

“He just made one such move by taking a pariah child of mine away today. Bush was a mix between a dachshund  and a pariah, I always felt. He was a permanent resident of the pavement outside the now relocated American Consulate premises on Breach Candy. I felt that I could have served him for just a little while longer by giving him some food and water like I did every alternate day. He was just 18. That was no time to die!”

“May his soul rest in peace.”