That Empty Parking spot

Whenever someone asks me to bring the car, I hesitate. I visualize how I will be struggling with the car if I took. It’s not that I’m bad at driving. I’m actually a bad parker.

Confined places are too much for me. People who judge from outside may find this absurd.

And then I took, yes the journey was okay. But the parking, I was informed, there will be a valet parking. That’s a relief. I love those guys, they are only person who are eligible to get tips. (Waiters - I don’t understand why it is expected to tip them, I can walk and take food from kitchen, it’s makes more sense to give tips to the chef than a waiter)

But there was no valet parking. My friend later clarified that he assumed there will be one.

Fuck!, and he offered some help in locating some spots. Yes the confined one which just fits one car if it’s parked properly and it’s very hard. I don’t want even try.

I asked everyone to get out and told them I will park at some spot and come.

They agreed with my request and I started my journey. Again this time to find a parking spot where I can able to park without involving much mathematics.

It was series of cars lined up in weird patterns and occasionally there are some small spots which some of them are aiming to park.

I continued and find myself out of the gated parking area and now into the roads. And the progression continues.

Bikes passing everywhere. I envy the people who came in bikes who were able to squeeze anywhere and they don’t face such problems.

I increased the pace as the view appears to be repeating itself.

And I’ve now officially passed the typical minimum distance one can walk. Seems like I’ve to take another cab from my projected parking spot to the marriage venue.

This is really going nice.

I thought to myself if I really have to go back. What if I called them and told them I'd an emergency and I've to leave.

How things work If I'm not there. Okay, all have to take cab back to home. That's reasonable and okay.

The guy who is about to get married might miss? No way, he wasn't expecting me really. Everyone knew me that I'm not much of fan of social gatherings.

So really it's not a big deal, if I'm not there.

Maybe it's not because of them, I should really find a spot and I cannot runaway problems like this. Parking problem is not really that hard. I should find a spot, there got to be somewhere. Even If I've to go out of city, I should try that and accomplish the feat.

And it is happening and I finally find a spot. It's so spacious and can able to accommodate three cars in any position. I look around to see if anyone is aiming and it seems none. Only flock of cars with headlights looking like they wanna say something.

I turn back the car to park in that spot and it seems something is blocking it. I see nothing and I accelerated and again it's not moving.

I got down from the car and look beneath it to see if any blocks of stone or something blocking and it's really nothing.

I went again and tried. It's the same.

Then I moved a bit to see if I can able to squeeze there and it is still a block.

Maybe that could be the reason, it was left empty. Place where no one can able to park.

With frustration, I resumed the journey to find another spot and it is packed everywhere.

I felt like I should return and may be try a different area to park. I turned the car and drove back to the same road I came in.

I drove the car with a pace and I saw the empty spot still vacant over there.

I should try once more and I accelerated quickly and turn towards the empty spot.

All of a sudden, BOOOM!!

Slideshow of my various life events played in a reverse order. I am not bothered about that. I have been there, so nothing new.

That's when I remember it happens when we die. So I've died. But how seems to be the question.

Slideshow ended and I saw myself standing in a queue of people towards two doors named Heaven and another side Hell.

There seems a guy who like a concierge who is checking the people with some paperwork.

I tried to talk the guy who is next, but I couldn't. Seems I cannot talk or neither listen.

I want to ask how we died, but how they know I didn't thought about it.

And I reach the guy.

He greeted me and started reviewing the files in front of him.

"What exactly you're checking?" When I thought this, he seems heard.

"Well, my job is to check people and decide where to put them - Heaven or Hell"

"Oh, really, that's awful lot of files man. I know you guys are more than humans, so how come you're doing such tasks with lots of paperwork"

"Actually I'm from hell, so you know what I mean"

"Ah, okay. So here you will have my life events recorded"

"Yeah"

"Out of curious, can you tell me how did I died?"

"Hmm, sure, why not? A minute" He flip the pages back.

"Here it is. " He hesitated a bit.

"I don't know how can I explain. This is bit unusual."

"Just before the moments of the death, you were desperate to get a parking spot and you find one and you tried to drive in. But actually it was not meant for humans. But for extraterrestrial beings."

"Wait, what??!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, I know it's hard to believe. Since you die, you ought to know this. Humans are quite stupid in a sense, they're trying to search alien life by spending lavishly on space programs. But Aliens already there. They're co-existing with them for millions of years and they're living in alternate dimensions. They also had undergone civilization and like humans they are also battling with lack of parking spaces in the cities. Those empty vacant spots in the city are actually theirs."

"You're kidding, but I still cannot understand how come I die even I try to park in their spot"

"Well, technically speaking actually you didn't die, instead you just warped to their universe. And you're there in their universe now. But you cannot think or do things like we do here."

"So?"

"So, as you see we often receive people fall in such scenarios and to avoid further complex metaphysical paradox, we thought you better die here, so that our books are clear here"

"This is stupid"

"Yeah, you tell me, by the way, I was going through your papers and you have done lot awful things and you should know where you belong, so you better make way for the rest"

"Alright, Alright, I'm moving"