Dear God

Dear God,

This is an open letter to the Divine Dude ( courtesy Kiran Rana , a smart woman who  is a mystery waiting to be unravelled) , she came up with this rocking name for you . In fact, it even came with directions for me that I should not confuse it with Door Darshan; which was our first tv channel of Free India. I was thinking that with the advancement in technology and also that we are going to colonize Mars and that a new planet has been discovered which is made up entirely of diamonds, just imagine ! Science is progressing at a faster pace than one can blink.

I just thought , oh yes women think too apart from all the hare-brained jokes which are made on women ( bookshelves are filled with them) . I just know you are in one of these pages lost in the myriad pages of the net especially on Face book. It seems to be the easiest way to reach you.

Actually all the custodians of you and your knowledge, teachings have become corrupted with the power they hold over their masses. So it seems that one needs to by pass the ones who were given the holy right to lead us. I wonder , if redemption truly lies in their hands or in one's? Deliverance from , what?

Dear God, this is not a letter to ask for money , which was the first reaction of my friends!! Mammon, his appeal is not what I was asking  for. All I wanted was time to fulfill a few desires I have. Time from the life which we make overly busy doing things, actions and losing the true meaning of the thing that is called LIFE. It is strange that in living it we loose life and not living it , life itself. The simple joys disappear in the rat race , extreme materialism,and false appearances which one dons to keep up with the society.

In this garb we have forgotten to be humans, we kill unborn fetuses, rape, plunder pillage, eve tease women in the name of male superiority and in the same breath invoke all the goddesses in the realm. In the least count, how many were they, God? I'm sure billions. If we can bow, prostate offer prasad , to the feminine form , why can't we begin to respect her on Earth? So God, the first would be that they ( men ) start respecting us as equals and I don't even Anna ji to go on a fast for me or my race. The Gandhian ideal is noble but fasting, whipping up the public into frenzy ,and disrupting life, employee hours will not give us freedom . Just a bit of common sense in those cells when you set /decide the DNA , please. Even here they will say nature , science but could you please set the primal code once in for all!

I also would like you to end all this suffering which goes on, where did they ever come up with fairy tale that you need angels, so You need the person up in heaven? That is one of the corniest line fed to us when we are growing up , just give it to straight away and kids understand. Do not distort, romanticize us , man! are we in a downfall when we grow up!! God, you know it hurts more when we grow up, as my friend said, I"m a kid at heart and I admit it , guess others don't.

My next one is that could I have some of the fairy pixie dust of Tinker bell to fly and visit all the beautiful places out there.Here, the list is endless , an attachment follows.

I know, you all gave us imagination but with in the realms of this can some things come true.. you know like a portal key aka JK Rowling so I could visit /slip in to see my sons . I mean, isn't she one of your finer creations? , so why could 't all that be real?

Of course, we'd have to balance it out with the Dementors, Lord Voldermort and his supporters but don't we have enough of those already.Despots, dictators, criminals,and the latest being the worst of all politicians who wring innocent humans under the guise of bringing / ushering development and promising us roti kapada , makaan. God, why can't you in your magnanimous divine self deliver us form them?

They in the greed for power , self advancement are raping the land, country and leaving  it high and dry. Where we would rather go on a fast and congregate for days and days but deny basic rights of food, water and basic security to a person sitting next to him. It is so easy to speak and shout and give lectures, and return back to the safe confines of one's home to turn a blind eye. God deliver us .

Oh , on the other hand,  I am passing you loads of Likes , a request to be your special secretary, a four-day long weekend which I second, Sarbat da bhalla,world peace , happiness , one where he asks why fortune favors the fools?

But, YOU  already knew this, didn't you.

An unabashed devotee