Chapter #1

Mr God was severely depressed. Mrs God was complaining about how he never spent time with her nowadays. Godie Jr was caught partying in hell again and to top it all, his customers were complaining about his deteriorating servicing skills. What can a God do? You create 24 hours in a day thinking its more than enough to cater to a thousand odd people and have enough time left over to be with the wife and kids. Next think you know, people decide to procreate! There are now billions of people demanding your time and effort. The wife’s unhappy and the kids? Don’t even ask! “Virtue is boring”, he says. Who wants to sing songs with those pious angels when you have sexy devils to hang around with – painting the netherworlds red? One must admit, the boy has a point. One must say, on these days, I can’t help but swear. But then its written that thous shalt not swear. I know I wrote that goddamn rule!