Wednesday, 23 October 2013

Addressed to GOD's InBox

From,                                                                                                                                                                     One of your creations, Milky way, Earth, India, Chennai.
To,                                                                                                                                                                       GOD, the Creator.
Hi GOD,
   I prefer to call you GOD, as you're with different names,different forms, and you're with different people.Since, they say, you exist everywhere, I'm not mentioning the address. Hope this will reach you. 
 I dont have the usual set of stupid, selfish complaints. Whatever, I'm gonna mention here, is valid clarifications, for which I'm not able to find the answers anywhere. I seek answer from almost everywhere and everyone of your creative species. My friends, colleagues, well wishers, strangers., That only worsened the complexity of the question and the possibility of arriving at a convincing answer, seemed almost impossible, so I've no other option than to seek answer from the Creator Himself. So, This is not one of such selfish, foolish bragging, or scolding, your stupid human creatures always ask you,.So, please patiently read this, to the end,and I'm sure, you'll be equally concerned and confused as I do. In almost all religions, they stick to a simple concept. There is a creator and it is He, who created the rest. So, if this concept goes true, I must straight forwardly condemn you, for your human creations sucks big time! It's crap.! It's the most defective species in all of your creations.!
  How can someone,with infinite potential, infinite intelligence, and thought process who lives in infinity,create a species, so finite, so crooked ,whose thought process never gets beyond their system. I'm sure, for a person of your Highness, surely, will not like this creature. But why have you created something you hate in the first place? And why did you vetted so much power and resource with it. I see the spark of your ingeniousness here too. The power humans possess can be used to harm other humans, or other low creatures, and it cannot harm you. You're always safe. You never let this inferior species cross it's limit. You unleash your vengeance, whenever this species try to surpass you! But, inspite of all this pre-cautionary measures, you've adopted and designed this species, it has major defects, with it and so I have a bunch of valid reasons to punch you!
   The foremost defect of your Human protocol, is it's ability and power to form a system , so mundanely designed and interwoven with selfishness. They lay out their own set of rules, which all have a pure strike of selsfishness and material benefits. They do all the stupidity, with a strong backup of this system. How you're witnessing all this stupidity, they do on behalf of you. They misinterpreted you and your virtues. How are you bearing it?
 The second biggest defect is,that you didn't configured all the Humans alike. You've also produced some of the bright sparks as me, inheriting a slice of your virtues and ingeniousness. I'm happy for me,being one among that rare, endangered species. But endangered species needs to be protected from other violent species. Tiger, Zebra, Deer are all protected in zoo as they're rare species. You must have also facilitated a feature to protect rare species as me. This is where, you've committed a biggest blunder. You made me to live with this vast stupidity. I exist like a tiny white spot, on a mega black wall. I wander like a beautiful deer, left alone with wild boars. That's so cruel on your part.
 The next big defect is endowing humans with the capacity to dream. Yet another big defect is making them forget their own dreams, getting convinced that materialistic benefits are more important than pursuing one's dream. Majority of your stupid species, get easily convinced with this theory. But the sufferers are those, who're so obsessed with their dreams, not able to forget it and not able to convince so easily. Poets refer these endangered species like a rose among many thorns. That's just a euphemistic way of putting this. The practical reality is, I exist as an intelligent fool in front of hundreds of 'foolish intelligents'. How can I limit my scope of thinking, when I'm endowed with infinite virtue.? How can I convince myself, with the routine, when my dreams are Big? Why the hell you're human species is so incapable to pursue it's dream? and why does it mocks others who dare to pursue it?
   I feel like a bullet, unleashed with full throttle, getting blocked in half way,even before it comes out of the gun. A ship is built to get into the sea. Life is meant to be discovered, unraveled, and pursued. Your species, is afraid to get into the water, they protect the ship, decorates it, and makes it rot, till they perish. The whole purpose is misinterpreted, and it's not fulfilled till the last. Why did you make such defective piece, when it didn't even cater the purpose of it's creation.?
    I hate the fools who work for a living. If you work for a living, why not Die, working?. Passion is something that is erased from most of your species' dictionaries.
   I came from you. They named me. They tagged me with some nationality, caste and religion. They said, I can realize you only through these identities. They never understand, the only possible way to realize you is through selfless love and solving the purpose of existence. They say, I'm a Hindu. They say, there are 9 stars, which shift it's places occasionally, and their places will decide my destiny and future. Some astrologer is predicting, I have a great future in a field which I hate drastically. What they mean a future? Well, If the power of astrology is true, then their definition of future and success varies. I define success, as the one I achieve doing the thing, I like. Earning a lot doesn't necessarily mean being happy.! Most of them never understands this. Even when they're experiencing this, their conscience, never allows themselves to realize it. To accept the hard truth.
But, you hold an indirect answer for all this anomalies though. At the end of the game, I solve my purpose. I sleep happily. I live happily. Others  merely exist. :)
I'm ending this letter, in sincere prayers, that not to get convinced with what I have. Not to get diluted with the routine. I'm born endangered, Let me, fulfill my purpose, and die the same way. Let me be unique.
                                                                             Thanking You
P.S. :  Nothing much to describe in this section. :P :)





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