Dear God,
Thank
You! Thanks for this wonderful human life that you have bestowed upon me. I
cannot imagine being a plant, an animal, a bird or something as gross as a
centipede (due respect to your creative skills).
Thank
you for having made me a woman. It is far better than being a man (your
spitting image, I guess) who’s wired in a weird way. And they say I am from Venus.
Thank
you for having made me strong, confident, faithful and slightly tolerant
towards different species who have contributed nothing but unwanted anxiety
(you could do something about them)
And
thank you for keeping me single till now. I am sure you are not in a hurry to
let my prince charming cross my path (what are you waiting for? Christmas)
That
was about you. Now let us talk about me.
I
have been a good human being. No doubt about that.
I
have been there for the needy (friends who needed me post a break up, accident,
broke and berserk etc)
I
have sacrificed a lot and have not cried out loud about the same (except two
days back when my folks snatched the remote from my hand and a few instances in
the past)
I
have been an epitome of hard work and dedication (no laughs about this ok?)
Stories
of how I have helped people whom I know (especially getting them in to more problems) are well known.
I
never forgot that it is you who has made my life so beautiful and I am glad
that you have given me many moments to cherish (but you haven’t really upped
your PR work post the Bryan Adams moment)
You
have made me fair (not my skin! Duh) and have given me a mind that does a great
amount of balanced thinking (still, you could have made me the oldest kid at
home)
I
agree that I have presented my ‘materialistic’ wants to you on many occasions so that you could sanction
them. Petty things like passing marks in maths and great things like peace, tranquillity
and a stress free life. You have fulfilled most of my wishes (math was my
effort), conveniently ignored a few (read peace, tranquillity, prince charming,
jimmy choo, Bentley and swarowski)
No
complains. Take your time. But make sure you are listening to me this time.
Make
my visit to the dentist ‘SMOOTH’.
