दुनिया में कितना गम है, मेरा गम कितना कम हैl

They say, you write when you are sad…

They are right.

My left leg thumb was hurt and it was then that I realized how important this part of body which I thought was redundant, is.  Maybe, we must thank God for the little things he does for us. But life has its own ways to teach us.

This is not the first time I have come across something like this in my life.

I remember, how I used to be the key of my department in Singrauli? And today, when I am no one, I realize how I didn’t cherish the good times by simply not being thankful enough to God.

Being more thankful to God was my plan till yesterday.

Today, I woke up to a very bad news. One of my friends from Singrauli died in an accident. He is survived by his two very-very young children and his wife. They saw him dying.

He used to live across the street. Every day, when I used to go to office, we would cross paths and he would say that both of us share the same biological clock. They were a small happy family, complete in all aspects. He was posted in the HQ previously and had come on a request transfer because his paternal house was close from Singrauli. Two years on and he is farthest he could have ever been.

They say everything happens for good.  

But what is good about this?

I am shocked and confused at the same time.

“Man proposes, God disposes” is a very famous proverb which I have always imagined in negative light.

We always justify the actions and reactions of God with sayings, proverbs, stories. But it simply is how we lull kids to sleep when they are restless.

Not everything that happens is justified. I till date have justified the happenings and mis-happenings in my life by the though, “तुम जो अपने लिए सोचते हो, उससे अच्छा भगवान तुम्हारे लिए सोचता हैl”

But I think, I am wrong. This can’t be true for the lost friend of mine.

Possibly, it is also not true for a few things happening with me and my family.

And so, for today, I have God in the witness box. I need him to justify a few things, answer a few questions.

PS- I trust you more with each passing day…but sometimes, you are wrong, absolutely wrong.