OPENING: a man is giving interview lying in his bed before his final moments
"my name is WILLAM EDWARD GRANT...... and this is my life.. im 68 years old and about to die i fewhours.
have you ever heard of gods ?the answere is obiviously yes.but have you sawn them ? many of people say no, but some of them say yes. believe me everyone of us gonna meet them atleast once n our life.i have saw them in various stages of my life. they dont just watch us , they support us and even raise us.let me narate my biography you would believe it.
I was born in alberta[edmonton,canada].to WILLAM JAMES AND KEITH TAYLOR GARSON.it was a beautiful place. all of us were leading a happy life. my father used to be a wood cutter.on one day disaster struckour city.a strong blizzard attacked us merging our city into chaos.unfortunately our wealth was lost.so many died.but we were safe. we fall on the streets and pleaded for begging. it wasa difficult situation for us.we even searched food in the garbage toovercome starvation.fortunately,a tall man with blue eyes and unforgivable charishma stood in front ofus with walking stick. he came near us and asked to work for him and he also promised togive us three meals a day and some wage daily. we followed him. 0he took us to a remote place in the woods. we were shocked to find a big house in the distant woods.it was sort of glowing and was a heavenly place.he asked us to clean everycorner of house though it was already shining.my fatherwas hard working man he ordered my mom and me to help him. we took entire 8 hoursto clean every corner of thehouse.the owner was more than satisfied.he ordered us to follow him. my father was bit worried as he was tired of all the work.he took us to dining room.there was a lot of food on the table. saliva was rushig from our mouths but we controlled our hunger.he sat on the chair.i thought that he would order us to serve food to him.but iwas wrong.he said 'sit and have your lunch'.my father hesitatingly said 'but....'the owner shouted on us to sit and eat the food.out of fear we sat and started eating our food. he slowly turned at us. he apologizes for shouting on us. he said that he was being living alone in his house so he wanted some company.he also said 'belike my own family'.we undestood that he doesnt have a family and was a lonely man.he gave us ten thousand dollars for our small of cleaning said that it was advance.after the disaster struck it was the only day that we have ate and slept in a peacefulway.the next morning the owner was missing.we cant find him anywhere. all we have found is 3 tickets to india and a letter which was written 'go tothe religious place,****************. and some was written in some strange language was written. we didnt undestand that language. we packed up for a trip to india.at that time i was only 6 years old. if i was bigger in age i would have stoped them.what came next change my entire life.
we have reached india with 10000 dollars which was huge sum of money.we were arich person in india. my father admissioned me in a school wher iwas forced to saty in a hostel.my father resorted to farming as he cant do any other job.on sept 26th 1992,the worst and fearful day of my life . iwas stufying in the hostel,suddenly the warden came to me and took me to a plce few blocks away from my home.he ran off to his car leaving me all alone.i can clearly hear the cries of many people,the sirens of police,ambulance. a fire truck just went passing me . as i turned my head up i saw huge smokes.originating from where my house should have been.tears struck my eyes.i ran towards it and i began to see my huse engulfed in flames and crowd fleeding away from it.i ran into the house by escaping the firemen as i cant see my parents outside. i have checked everyplace at last i went to bedroom. in which they were lying on the bed holding their hands and the letter of stranger.i went tothem trying towake them up . but it was too late.they were DEAD ..........i thought it was not worth living so i slept along them holding the letter.suddenly whole building collapsed on us.the next thing i remember was a man carrying me in his arms. it was night and the flames were still burning.he walkedfurther and further from it.iwasnt able to talk at that time.hetook me to a big villa in which a lady was sitting in her wheel chair.i fell unconscious as soon as i saw her . at the next moment i opened my eyesi was lying ina bed with man bandages.the lady was taking care of me.she gave me some soup.i remembered the incident that took place.i was out of my mind and was de\rive mad.i began to panic.the women caught hold of me and soothed me.she said not to cry in life and she would take care of me.she said 'i live along with my brother .i would take care of you until i can live on myself'.i believed her as that was my only choice.she took me to my parents funeral .there we did religious ceremony.she took all the costs.i cried in pain shouting that god is insane.she caught me and said that 'god is not insane . he cares about everyone.he just needs some time to take care of all the people. by the way you will not undestand this until some long time. i followed to her home.she gave me food,clothes,water,shelter.she treated me as her own child.i asked about her family.she replied that she was married but her husband was lost in a vacation and thus she had no children.she said that she would educate me.but i was alreay 10 yearsold.i missed many basics.all of this thoughts were in mymind.the women as if she can read my mind replied dont worry i will teach you all the basics.i agreed for that.she called a teacher for me who was well aware of all the subjects for 3 yearss she taught me so many things. she gave me so much knowledge.i have completed syllabus from 1st to 10th class in just 3 years.i didnt know that i was a quick learner.she looked after me in every moment.she even gave me pocket money.the only things i was forbidden to do was to eat non veg and stealing.she taught me some things like praying. daily we had 1 hour session for praying SHIVA,the god of gods. at 14 years i learned sanskritfrom the same teacher who taught me everything. she said that sanskrit would let peopleknow whothey really are and their destiny.i learnt sanskrit in 2 years.at my age of 16 the women said me to go abroad my native place to study.ididnt want to go but she insisted.
the second phsase of my life . if ive had know what was gonna come next , i would have never gone to USA.
i landed in USA and was ordered by woman to study at STANLEY university.there i began to live with a room mate. he was a muslim. we bcame good friends.we studied medicine. at that tumours were a malignant disease.we both wanted to make a cure.at the age of 22 we both together invented a cure. we wanted to present it at press conference of medical councial.when we went,a gangster wars took place . a gangstar was aiming his gun at me , but my friend protected me by shielding me.they shot him dead and ran away by hearing the cops siren.my friend was dead.he had no family. i made the ceremony and buried him. on his name i presented the cure which was a huge sucess.i have gained many awards and much more money. . iwas in newyork at that time.i slowly growly to 60 years.i wanted to meet woman who didnt recieve my call in last 20 years.she was happy when i said that i found a cure and was leading a rich life.perhaps it was due to promise she made that she will look after me until i can earn on my own.before going back to india i wanted to look for the stranger who had given my family tickets to india.i went to that place.my familys city,my native village.there was no trace of blizzard.everything was new.it was like a completly new world. there was no one at that place whom i know.i went to woods to look for stranger.but there was no house.i thought that maybe it was abandoned and destroyed.i went to india my familys home.the pieces of burned wood was still there.those memories hunted me.i ran to old womans house in fear.but there was no woman.there was an orphanage.i have askedthe leader of the orphanage about the woman. she said that the whole house was donated to orphanage and all ever left to me was a potrait of lord shiva and parvathi. i took the potrait. as soon i took it two letters fell from it in which one of them was letter by stranger. i opened the other one . it was written 'MY DEAR SON , NOW THAT YOU CAN LIVE BY YOURSELF ITS TIME FOR ME TO LEAVE. DONT BE UPSET AND DONT CRY REMEMBER THAT YOU MADE A PROMISE THAT YOU WONT CRY.I AM GROWING OLD AND WANT TODIE BESIDE GANGES ALONG WITH MY BROTHER AND SANSKRIT TEACHER WHO IS IN TURN MY RELATIVE.DONT WORRY BECAUSE [WE WILL MEET AGAIN'....in sanskrit]
the second letter was given by the stranger.i recognised the words in sanskrit. the meaning was [GODS ARE WAITING FOR YOU] that small sanskrit phaseopened my eyes . i had a heart stroke as soon as realized the truth.
[PRESS CONFERENCE WAS ARRANGED AS HE WAS ABOUT TO DIE]
gods of different religions are one.they help nus , raise us.even for beggars the person who gives money is a god .they maybe among us trying to help us . they maybe even goodness on our hearts. they maybe in the form of a stranger, mother or even a friend. all of them just wish our happiness.
in my life story, the stranger was none other than jesus christ.his actual name was christ orland.that explains how his house was vanishes.the mother who took care of me was none other than godess parvathi who always used to pray to her husband lord shiva.and the sanskrit teacher was none other than godess saraswathi.this explains how i learnt thing so quickly. the brother of mother was none other than nandi who is the servant of lord shiva.the original names they said to me was[DURGA , VIMALA,NANDI] which had the same meaning in sanskrit of their original names.the muslim friend who protected me was allah the god of muslim.they all protected me from such conditions to make me realize my destiny which was to find a cure.
i have got to end the speech now cause YAMA the god of death is calling me.i want to go to my creator . they looked after me well. now its time to serve them. the children of tommorow shouldnot lose hope. everyone is born for his own destiny . god will be always with us so that we can complete ouur destiny.
NOW THE TIME TO BE GONE. ICAN SEE THE GODS IN FRONT OF MY EYES. GOOD BYE PEOPLE, LIVE WELL.
SO HEREBY I WILLIAM EDWARD GRANT SAY 'THANK YOU GOD FOR THIS EXTRAORDINARY LIFE'
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