Masterpieces of Literature
I died two minutes ago… I found myself alone with a group of angels and others, and I did not know what they were. I pleaded with them to bring me back to life for my wife, who is still young, and my son who has not yet seen the light. My wife was three months pregnant.
Several more minutes passed, one of the angels came holding something that looked like a television screen and told me that the timing between the world and the hereafter is very different, the minutes here equal many days there. ‘You can check on them from here.’
He turned on the screen, and my wife appeared immediately holding a small child! The image was speeding by, time was changing every minute. My son was growing and growing, and everything was changing.
My wife changed the furniture, she managed to get my pension. My son started school; my brothers married one after the other. Everyone had their own life. Many events passed. Amidst the hustle and the blurred images, I noticed something stable in the background, it looked like a black shadow.
Many minutes passed, and the same shadow remained in all the images. Years passed there, the shadow was getting smaller and fading. I called out to one of the angels, pleading with him to bring this shadow closer so I could see it well.
He was a compassionate angel, he not only brought the picture closer but presented the scene in real-time. And I am still here, stuck in my place, for fifteen years, watching this shadow cry, so I cry. This shadow was none other than ‘my mother.
