God ... by invitation only
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home...
If God was in Chennai over the weekend, he'd never have gotten into the special stadium hired for an ostentatiously grand Srinivasa Kalyana Mahotsavam pooja held on Sunday night. If he hadn't had a VIP pass, he wouldn't have gotten the prized first class tickets -- right next to the pooja pandal. If he hadn't had a tier two, three or four invitation, he wouldn't have gotten into the second, third or fourth class entrances.
If, as Joan Osbourne sings, he was "just a slob like one of us", then maybe, he'd have gotten in through the "Public Entrance -- All Are Welcome" gate located approximately three kms away from the main action. Then even if he'd craned his neck and stood on somebody else's shoulders, he wouldn't have been able to see those silk-clad priests chant homas, pour the purest ghee into the sacredest fire and sing the most devotional hymns in his honour.
Can't be helped, I suppose. He wasn't a VIP.