Doc Venu Passion & Profession

A man died... When he realized it, he saw God coming closer with a suitcase in his hand. Dialog between God and Dead Man: God: Alright son, it’s time to go Man: So soon? I had a lot of plans... God: I am sorry but, it’s time to go Man: What do you have in that suitcase? God: Your belongings Man: My belongings? You mean my things... Clothes... money... God: Those things were never yours, they belong to the Earth Man: Is it my memories? God: No. They belong to Time Man: Is it my talent? God: No. They belong to Circumstance Man: Is it my friends and family? God: No son. They belong to the Path you travelled Man: Is it my wife and children? God: No. they belong to your Heart Man: Then it must be my body God: No No... It belongs to Dust Man: Then surely it must be my Soul! God: You are sadly mistaken son. Your Soul belongs to me. Man with tears in his eyes and full of fear took the suitcase from the God's hand and opened it... Empty... With heartbroken and tears