THE MAGICAL LADY(STORY OF REALITY)

 


Once a Green Parrot imprisoned in a cage Prayed to God that after her death her soul might have Salvation to that stage so that she can fly freely and take the shape of an ornamental woman who would be endowed with Magical Power and Beauty  to convert sadness into happiness for every being living on the Earth.

God granted the boon and the parrot died very early. After her death she got the power to convert sad into happy. She got an angel like appearance with soft colourful feathers.
She visited Heaven and met God . God warned her not to use her Power for any wrong person. If she did so her Power will be vanished and she will be imprisoned again in her next birth. 

The bird was thus converted into a magical lady making sad persons happy. She brought food to unfed beings, brought water to thirsty beings, brought solace to bereaved Soul but in the case of money she couldn't fetch it to the needy person.
Because whenever she was using her magical power to bring money,an opposite Demonic power was constantly trying to pervert her and give money in terms of making her a slave to that negative power.

Being prevented like that she again met God and openly told him what was happening with her. God said that Money is such a thing which cannot be brought with simplicity and kindness. The cruelty and perversion have been attached to it from the very beginning of creation.

Then the Magical Lady asked why God could not prevent it ? 
God answered that before his existence the negative power prevailed in the creation. It was very tough to come into Existence for God , because the negative power was  constantly blocking his ways to be in consciousness.That power is so merciless and strong that even God Sometimes failed to reach out his goal to help Good beings. That's the reality.

The Magical Soul was astonished to hear the truth and she promised God to take more births as Green parrot and die every time with a boon from God; thus increasing power of goodness and fight back the negativity.

God was so happy that he Bestowed the Magical Lady with all the hues we watch at the time of Sunrise,the time of positive awakening. The Magical Lady started taking birth as parrot and died every time with doing good deeds and thus increasing her Power of Positivity. The cycle started in yore is still now going on and perhaps there is a hope to win over Evil in Future and making the Universe a better place to live in.

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