MADE FOR HIM (PROLOGUE)

He had it all at his beck and call, wielding great wealth, power and influence over his immediate minors. Howbeit, he lacked one striking thing, and the impact became even more glaring as his job became more tasking. However, he could not detect what it was. His immediate boss and Father couldn’t help but notice the vacuum and he set about searching for an instant solution, and voila…he got it, companionship.

All attempts at prescribing possible befitting comrades were like putting a square peg in a round hole. The beautifully displayed feathers of the peacock, the oratory of the parrot, the sonority of the nightingale, the wise counsel of the tortoise, the calculated steps of the jellyfish. All of these endowments were exciting to him but the feeling was transient. They seemed not to be the main draw. Their intelligence quotients were far below the bench-mark. Thus he felt complete and self-sufficient.

His Father needed to open him up and strip him of that “object of completeness” in order to make a look-alike of him in physique and reasoning. A man who thinks himself to be complete in all possible facets will soon notice a gap, of subtle but undeniable impact. And until that, which makes a man feel complete, self-productive and all-achieving is overwhelmed, he may never see the need for a companion to be effective in his heavenly task.