THE BOY WHO LOVED SANTA CLAUS

I am glad to inform u all that my flawless strategy "Hoping for the best" worked well.The best thing about this strategy  is,nobody can argue what exactly is "best". so I win. Period.

    anywaz,today i will tell you a story. So grab a pack of chips and read on....

      somwhere in this world, there lived a boy.His name is irrelevent. He could be any one.

He is a small boy, just 6 or 7 years old. He loves his parents, he loves his dolls, and ofcourse, he loves Santa claus. Now, he got to know about santa when he was three years old. His parents told him about santa. He was excited. His parents told him that he can wish for anything  and on christmas eve, santa would brint it to him. But he has to be a good boy or else santa will get angry and will not bring any gifts.

     

         The boy is obviously enthralled with the idea. I mean come on.... A fatold man with a long beard, riding on a cart of mules,landing on rooftops, sneaking presents beside children's beds,who wouldn't love that kind of idea?

     

      So, our boy got what he wanted for that christmas, and he couldn't thank santa enough! Next year, he asked for a fancy bycycle. But he didn't get it. He got a modest bicycle instead. The boy was very upset. Why wouldn't santa give me what i wanted? Am i not good enough?? didn't i behave well?? His parents tried to pacify him. 

  "son!" they said, "Santa knows  what is best for you.What ever is his decision, you have to accept it. It is for your own good only"

"Remember,Honey! If he gives what u asked for, he loves you.

                                    If he didn't ,he will give you something better eventually"

     The boy was convinced with his parents' pep talk. Of course, santa knows the best! He loves me! but for some reason, he decided that i dont need that bicycle. With this logic, he answered him self.

   Two or three years passed. One day our boy is playing with another boy. In between conversation, they began to talk about Santa. Then to our boys astonishment, the other boy said

"But ofcourse, Santa is not real,dude"

     Our boy was shocked. I mean, what kind of talk is that! thats blasphemy ! He will rott in hell. He is not going to get any presents this christmas, The joke is on him. HA!

       Then that boy said,"Of course, I too thought he was real upto some time. But then i realised, Its my parents who sneak up to my bed and and put all my presents there. Its not santa. So i don't believe in santa anymore. If i want something, i will ask my parents directly."

  Our boy ran to his parents crying .He told them everything he heard from that wicked friend of his.

   

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 OK. Story over. Now a lets analyse is a bit. The above story can happen anywhere. Upto this point. But In the climax, When the boy  cried what if the parents never told him the truth? they advised the little boy to stay away from that blasphemous  kid?? What if for some reason, if every parent behaves in that way and every kid continued to believe in santa???  What if they all grow up still believing in santa?? 

       

        Instead of asking for a bike, they ask him for good grades in exams or a nice girl friend. And when their wish got fulfilled they thank him and trust him more. If its not fulfilled,they know its for their own good. After all, santa knows the best. and...

   Wait a minute. Wait a minute.. Is it just me or is this situation sounding reaalllly familiar??

To me, this santa guy seems familiar. YES! i know him. People call him "GOD"!

   OK. No kidding. I will come straight to the point. Aren't people a bit like the boy in the story, believing in a compassionate almighty looking after them,listening to their wishes,aspirations and granting them. I agree. Its a good feeling to believe that some one is looing after us. But It takes a lot of courage to come to terms with the fact that there is no one out there. You are your own master. You have to look after youself. Thats why i admire atheists. About the people who believe in god, I am not saying i dont respect them. but, Well, they look like kids who believe in santa to me. They may feel  a lot better, but they need to grow up!

P.S: To all those people who are in middle with the talk of  "You can't disprove god either", you dont have to prove that something doesn't exist. Its the responsibility of people who believe that the thing exists to prove that the thing really exists. going by your stupid logic, you cant prove that there is no monster hiding under your bed either!