A letter to GOD

Dear GOD,

I am writing this letter to you, not with a request or a wish to grant. I know you are damn busy with many other works. You are so incredible,I wonder how you reach everybody. And most amazing fact is that whatever you do will be perfect without a flaw. Dude, you have to see us do a work, I bet you, you will find a thousand flaws to point out.It may seems perfect from outside but the truth is deep inside its all broken. Each person from each corner’s of the world might send a letter like me to you because we are so curious. You don’t even scold for our shits, mess we make. I know you protect us from all enemies. Thanks, for that. The truth is, we claim ourselves busy, and the reality is we do nothing. And we keep boasting around “Such a hectic shit day, I think no one else in this world is busy like me ,and in fact I think what I am doing a shit job, maybe I should quit. We talk about quit jobs I was just wondering what we will do if you (God) said that you are going take a break. Can I ask you a question? Do you cry often? I do cry, seeing the world around me, also I'm worried about future. Why did you send me to here (world). Even though you gave me a lovely family, friend, siblings etc.. I feel like I am alone. Why is it so? I know world is not wish granting factory, but it is a reality. You know something if you appear before us we will turn out to be quiz master, don’t ask me what are we gonna ask cause we have the whole right to ask you anything under the universe. Each person in this world is a piece of shit (including me). Well, I am sorry for the mess and all the problems we create. Today, each girl in this world is entering to red hands every day; I know you are aware of it. But me being a woman it is just a concern in my mind. No one around me is here to even lend ears for what I say ,they say busy. I know you are the only one who is beside me to hear my shits. Even though you have created the earth in a round manner, everyone is busy with themselves. All are busy making their own lives and stories. I know in deep, you are sad. I know it’s your love towards us that keeps granting our wishes. I know whatever you do in our lives are for our own goodness. Oh! I am talking a lot and also wasting your time. Did you know, in world we could buy anything with money except time, emotions, happiness and obviously you. So my friend, I have successfully wasted your time telling my shits. Even from your busy schedule you spared time for reading my letter THANKS for that. And I love you.

From your

Loving little angel

(can be anyone from this world)