On The Top Of A Hill

There were several groups of people and in each group there were people of all ages and classes. They all were heading towards the top of a hill. Every group chose their own path to the top because, each group saw uniquely different object at the top. Some saw a beautiful castle, some saw a large tree, some even saw a bright moon like object and every group saw something different.

Everyone knew that the distance between their first steps to the top was the same, they only chose different paths. The journey included a lot of hassles, struggle and not to forget the joy as well. Every member of all groups was quite happy when they started their journey. In fact each group could see the other group marching towards the top quite distinctively.

When all the people were half way up the hill, one person from one of the several groups shouted at the other group’s members telling them to join his path instead. Some poor fellows left their group and joined the other. With this, the switching of people from one group to the other became frequent. The members of one group would try to bring in the other group’s people either by hook or by crook. Each group started insulting, poking and making fun of the other. They all had separate opinions of the top of that hill and claimed their opinions to be the only truth. They even started guaranteeing that the path they were taking could only lead to the top of the hill. Every group had their own thoughts.

When they started poking at each other, the argument took a violent shape. Now they were ready to kill each other and thus the journey became a brutal combat between each group.

This is how mankind exists in the world right now. The top of the hill is nothing but a dead end to life. The different path they chose is religion. Everyone is right in their own way.