Not just a story
The priest came to the God with full of anger.
Oh God ! Do you know what is happening in the world? Bloodshed every where. People are fighting every day. You know why all these happening? It all because you. Why you have created a world with so much disparities? Why so many religions? Why so many languages? Why so many cultures? Why there are poor and rich? You should have created a world without any disparities."
God smiled. "Ok I will create a street as you like. There will be no disparities among the people who live there. You monitor the street for one month. If you find it is good, then I will transform the entire world like that"
Immediately he created a street .The people who lived there have no differences. They spoke a common language. They followed a common religion..
One week passed.
The priest came to the God. His hands were trembling.
"Oh my man what happened to you?"
"Oh God how I will tell? The people living in the new street are fighting each other with deadly weapons"
"Is it? I have created the street as you wished. Then what happened?"
"Oh God! The people living in the street divided in to two groups. The eastern side people attacking the western side people"
God laughed loudly. " Oh my child! Now you may have got your answer. The problem is not with creation. It is only in your minds. Understand?"
The priest nodded his head and went silently.
