Ashok lost his son to cancer. His wife didn’t eat or speak a word for two days out of depression. He felt like his world collapsed along with his son two days ago.

He walked aimlessly that night, not knowing where life will take him now. He stopped in front of a temple involuntarily. Ashok never believed in God. He was an astrophysist and believed science could explain everything. Given enough time, science will even be able to explain how the universe began. The priest who was standing outside noticed his melancholic expression. He walked to Ashok and placed his right hand on his shoulder.
Ashok instantly moved back and said, “Please, I don’t think you should touch me. I lost my son two days ago”. His voice was barely audible when he told the last sentence. Although he didn’t believe in superstition, he respected others’ beliefs.
The priest smiled and said, “I’m sure God is with your son. Please come with me”, pointing to the temple.
Ashok hesitated. The priest noticed it and said, “Don’t worry, my temple is open to all”
He asked Ashok to sit on the floor in front of the idol of goddess Kali. He then gave Ashok some holy water to drink and sat next to him.
“What’s your opinion about the afterlife?”, he asked.
“I’m sorry, but I am an atheist. I don’t believe in all that”, Ashok replied honestly.
The priest smiled. “What do you believe in?”, he asked.
“Science”, Ashok replied. He was still lost in the memories of his son.
“Good, that’s good. What do you do?”, the priest asked.
“I’m an astrophysicist”
The priest smiled again, but didn’t reply. His smile was like that of a...