We call him with different names. We have given him different shapes and forms. Many believe in him while many do not. He controls the swaying of a leaf to the tremor of an earthquake. He is the good and the evil. He is the pure and the impure. He is light and he himself is darkness. He is present in the living and the non-living. He is everything, yet he is nothing. Even a million stars together could never do justice to his radiance. He is omnipotent, omnipresent and omniscient. He never ceases to exist. He is the past, the present and the future. He is the beginning and he is the end. And knowing him is the ultimate blissfulness.
Quillpen Writes... 