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The Knock

The Knock
                         -paul vattikuti
       Going through the ups and downs of the Life,I was very weary.I was all alone .No one loved me .I locked myself in a room.Tears rolled down my eyes as the flashback slided my sight.The people who left me alone along the path of my Life, leaving me helpless.
As I was weeping I heard a knock on my door. I gazed at the door pondering who must have visited.Remembering the emptiness in my life I ignored it and started crying.Suddenly I heard another knock.This was intriguing me.I rushed to the portal and unlocked the door.I found no one standing there.Depressed by it I sat on my couch. I again heard the knock .As I Got up from my couch ,I realized that yes it was someone knocking.But there was no one at the door.But the knock was inside my heart. The gentle voice whispering,"Let me in my child,you are not alone ,am with you,allow me to speak to you the time has come" .It is because I was attached to the pattern of this world that led my instinct to open the door (As the world opens the door on hearing the knock) But as the Bible says ,"Don't stick to the pattern of this world." Its time to hear the knock within your heart .Look there's someone standing at the threshold of your heart ,knocking.

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