The Dead

Sahithi Indarapu
Jul 10, 2017 · 1 min read

Once when I died god came down to take me to paradise or I thought so. I cant believe that I am dead . I mean how am I dead. My internet is still on and I can't be dead. It is technically not possible. I posed the same query to God . He smiled and said “You were never alive”. I threatened him to stop fibbing being a god. I showed him the swanky gadgets that I posses or possessed and my hugely appreciated and followed social networking portals and how I am still very much online. I totally thought that the whole “God” deal needs to be revamped and updated . I mean life is all about progressive overload. God pondered for a while looking at my confused face articulating an answer for my query, he simply said “dead men don’t argue”.

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