Why Love is Blind

‘So now, what’s next on the agenda?’

The voice at his side was soft when the answer came. He had warned all his assistants not to startle him with sudden loud noises; it could have disastrous consequences for all involved. Accordingly, the young man at his side spoke slowly and softly.

‘The destiny of the principal of St. Mary’s Convent in Agartala, sir.’

‘Hmm. What has his record been like? All good, I hope?’

There was a fluttery sound as his assitant riffled through the papers he held, no doubt, pinned up in a clipboard.

‘Aside from the usual transgressions of petty lies and minor deceits, he has not committed any major evil deeds, sir.’

‘Well then, I think we can afford to award him some happiness. Let the last ten years of his life be spent with friends and family, with whatever small material comforts are due to him.’

‘Right, sir.’

‘And make a note – we’ll have to make sure he goes to Swargam, instead of Narkam. Tie it up with Pushan’s assistant. My brother won’t remember it himself, he’s too busy.’


Satisfied, he nodded the assistant away as he leaned back in his chair. As the ancient god of wealth and destiny, Bhaga awarded human beings the fruits of their actions when on earth. As befitted a god of destiny, Bhaga took his duties very seriously, spending most of his morning listening to his assistant recount the deeds of each human he was to judge.

When people on earth wonder why good things happen to bad people, why the corrupt retain their money while the poor suffer – you can be sure that destiny will eventually claim its own.

Bhaga makes sure of it.

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  1. braazy

    Death and Destruction Department… lol…!! good one…

    Only dissapointment is that no one is killed… I really feel sad when you do that. Keep killing… everytime…!! :P

  2. Anonymous

    I dint like this once – no story , no twist & turns and no ending; only a philosophical ending to the authors interpretation of something – Please consider this a concrit to your writing

    PS: You dunt have to write “thank you for reading and commenting” in every response

    • It comes from the main character – Bhaga, who was an older (as in, Vedic) god in Hindu mythology. He was the God of Marriages, and he was blinded by Virabhadra/Shiva when Sati committed suicide at her father’s yajna. I simply assumed that a wound from Shiva would be a permanent one. =) Plus, a blind God of Marriages would certainly explain a lot!

      Glad you liked.

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