Followers

Friday 19 July 2019

Truth and Dare


Dear God

Sample this:

‘What happened today still has me reeling from shock. As if those days have returned when he used to threaten me. Today he has delivered someone else’s threat. It is needless to say it’s hers. Gosh the audacity of this woman!’

OK God, confrontation is what they want then confrontation it is! I am in a war zone now and there is no turning back. That was what I was thinking few days back. But that day did not come. For she chose to diffuse the situation by her usual cunning. The confrontation I was waiting for never came.
How I wish someone asked me to clarify the facts instead of weaving tall tales about me! But I don’t think it is going to happen in this lifetime.

I had a tough few months, God. Just when I was able to realign my focus this had to happen. It is all up to me now. I have to prove my mettle in the tasks at hand and just stay out of the clutches of official-looking yet personal in nature outbursts and confrontations.

By the way, the way You chose to teach me the ways of Your world is slightly weird, don’t You think? Why don’t You keep me on a straight no-nonsense path of professional and personal isolation? You have to put me in the line of fire always! Believe me God I would do anything to stay out of the limelight. 

Yet here I am.

They say You chose Your strongest children to endure Your most difficult tests. But frankly, the endurance grid You chose for me is wearing me out now. For once in my life, I want to be ordinary and weak. I have been tried for too long, God. Cut me some slack, please.

PS: I leave it all to You, God. Expose her.

Monday 8 July 2019

The fair weather friend


Dear God

Sample this:
‘I don’t want to be with you anymore. You are an intensely negative person and you are gradually driving me away from you with your behavior.’

Once again I am to take the blame for a broken relationship. Fair enough, God. I was the one doing all the efforts anyways. The plans, the outings, the dates; the special celebrations everything was chalked out by me. Why not the blame of it not working anymore?

I was such a happy person God. Was I? Really? Nah…I was never a happy person. I felt this constant battle with bad thoughts in my heart and mind and it is a losing battle. I am drowning in this depression thing since I was a child and these days I feel like sinking. I am sinking God and I can’t do anything to stop it. He was my last hope which is now gone for good.

There is hardly any difference between me and a used tissue. I feel the same: filthy, torn and crumpled. God, people who battle depression are really brave. They have an enemy they can’t see. There are times when I wake up with an upbeat mood, do things which are rejuvenating and fun. Then there are days when even getting out of bed takes a lot of effort.

There is sound sleep sometimes and sleepless days I between. I have my writing as a solace and every day I put my words out there hoping they would reach the right person. This social experiment that he chose to do has failed miserably and now he blames me. I accept as usual. The fault is mine. Unless and until I climb out of this hole I will never be able to see the light. Meanwhile, he chose to be with people who are happy and fun to be with. After all, everyone has a right to be happy in life; except me.

He brought me the trap of unconditional love. What the hell does that even mean God? Unconditional love! I’ll tell you what it means? Unconditional love is a rat race. It is a sadistic masochistic phenomenon where you accept the pain of abuse, torture and humiliation all in the name of love. Also cheating, dating others right in front of your very eyes and never accepting your relationship in public. Love has done all this damage in my life all these years. What next?

‘I am leaving you’ has wrecked enough havoc in my life. I wait for the day when even this provocation will stop working. I am waiting for the day when I can say the same to you. I long for one day God when he will understand how and why he has wrecked me. Give him this realization God that he was wrong in coming into a troubled person’s life. Even more wrong when he is choosing to abandon me in my most difficult days. Like everything else, this too shall pass.  I have been through so much then why not one more. I am anyways broken beyond repair. How much more damage can something do?