Compass Of Life

Invites were sent-

To all the deserving;

I was left out, 

Didn't know the reason.

Had followed all

The diktats prescribed, 

Here and there strayed,

As all humans did.

Carrying a bloated ego,

A chip on the shoulder.

But that could hardly be

Construed as a grave sin.

Stood forlorn outside,

The gates of heaven.

Toes and fingers crossed,

Would I be let in?

His treasurer must

Have wrongly entered.

The figures in my-

Life's balance sheet.

But never lost hope,

Else would have been-

Stewing in the flames of

Hell's dungeons.

The wait proved short,

Gates opened wide.

Guarded by the angels-

Was invited inside.

He arose and hugged me

To his chest,

"Child I was merely

Testing your strength...

Come into my parlour

and join the rest...

You have lead exemplary life,

Deserve the best"

Overwhelmed I kissed

The hem of His robes,

Entered His parlour,

To find a permanent home.

A big round of applause

Could be heard. 

Loud and clear, woke up,

Pillow wet with tears.

It was the sound of-

Thunder clapping outside.

I was still on terra firma,

Very much tied.

An awakening,

There is still time to, 

Change the compass direction of life.