On My Way To Heaven Poem by Prithwish Biswas

I died on my way to hope of home
I find myself to the way towards the station of heaven
I asked station master about the train
He said it will take some time
I saw millions of souls waiting for the train
I sat a while waiting for the train
There was a young child sitting near to me crying
He said he missed his mummy and papa very much
I said so where are they?
He sobbingly said in the hell
I repeated in stunning voice, in the hell
I asked him for what reason
He said they had gone there for all the lies they've told
For all the crimes they have done
For the entire thing they have done for me
For you? I asked
He said yes
What they had done for you? I asked
I couldn't help myself
He said he did nothing
I was astonished and said, what
He said, yes you heard me, before
They were going, they said it.

He asked me, I don't know, why did they say like that?
While they send me to school with that stolen money,
And give me food and raised me.

I didn't have that question's answer
My train come in I took him in after I reached there I was last in the line
I put up the question, why do you think that child's parents said the word nothing
The god said, whenever any soul comes near the hell's train and says nothing i.e. means they ‘re regretting for their sin, and in this case, they are regretting for their crimes, they are also sad, fearing their child will be alone
And that will be happening
I don't so, I said
Those crimes were done for him for unselfishness, I said
But the god said, those words mean nothing to us. For us crime is crime and they must be punished. After that I had gone to paradise
In the paradise the boy was happy, but still little sad
I thought to myself, is this name of justice.
In our childhood
The teacher told us that what we are doing is not important
But the important thing is why do we want to do it and that is our good work with which we could go to heaven
And for good reason, I also did many crimes
Then why I am in heaven?