Dedicated to Soma Mohanty Garg

As I sat at my desk, buried under a pile of work and feeling the weight of the world crashing on my shoulders, I suddenly saw a dim light that seemed to call out to me. At first, I was hesitant to investigate, but the light seemed to grow brighter and more inviting with each passing moment until I could resist it no longer.

As I followed the light, it led me to a room in my house that had appeared out of nowhere. The door was slightly ajar, and as I pushed it open, I was overcome by what I saw. The walls were made of pure crystal, and the room was bathed in a warm, inviting orange light that seemed to embrace me like a long-lost friend. It vacillated between, blue, red and orange.

I stepped inside, and as I did, I felt a sense of peace and tranquillity wash over me. The stress and worries of everyday life seemed to melt away, replaced by deep contentment and joy. It was as if the room had the power to heal my soul, and I merged with the light, becoming one with its eternal glow.

At that moment, I forgot about all of my troubles. The deadlines, the stress, the endless cycle of work and sleep – it all faded away, replaced by a sense of wonder and awe. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be fully immersed in the light, feeling as if I was floating on a cloud of pure bliss.

When I finally opened my eyes again, I was back at my desk, but everything looked different. The world seemed brighter, the air felt fresher, and my heart felt lighter. I knew that I had found a source of healing and renewal that would always be there for me, no matter what life had in store.

But as I looked down at my desk, I noticed something strange. There was a single piece of paper lying on top of the pile that hadn’t been there before. I picked it up and read the words scrawled across it in messy handwriting: “You have been chosen. Come back soon.” A chill ran down my spine as I realized that the Light had a message for me and that I had been selected for something – but I couldn’t say what. The mystery of the light and its purpose for me lingered in my mind, filling me with equal parts excitement and trepidation.Β 

Why is my phone notification light blinking like crazy?

I extended my hand and saw the Whatsapp message. Whatsapp is available to the Angels of Heaven? 🀯