Dear GOD

I saw her and my heart skipped a beat. Why did God made them so pretty, so tantalizing, so wonderful? I cannot stop wondering and admiring them. She taught me how to love and be loved. Her innocent eyes holds the beauty of the world. Her tender touch beholds the blessings of Almighty. My mother, my sister, my girlfriend, my wife and my daughter...they mystify me with their gentle soul and iron will , their fragility and their sternness.

Their subtleness coupled with their immense strength makes me understand who God’s superior creation is. She taught me lessons of life with the warm smile and loving eyes and the hues of softness turned crimson in anger at my misdeeds. When I fell she stood by me supporting yet keeping the distance lest she might hurt my inflated male ego. She stayed awake because I was studying all night, she waited for hours because I was partying all night, she prayed for days because my result was expected and she smiled with tears in her eyes because I was embarking on the journey of finding my own world.

My adolescent encounters brought her into my life. I wanted her to look stunning and be my prized possession. She blinked her eyes and my heart trotted at super pace. She smiled and I felt like the King of the world. For her love, I gave her tears. I could not bear to see her with anyone else. A glance from another guy burned my heart into ashes. I wanted her world to revolve around me and her family, her studies, her work, her friends should forget her as long as she is with me. I may not be totally hers but she should be mine.

As soul mate she encouraged me in my endeavours, gave me wings to fly and when the tide of trouble swept over my life, she simply rowed me through. She irritated me with her incessant talks, her attitude and her concern however, when the dawn of life came I uttered a prayer to thank God for her. Through the ups and downs, she ignored my brashness and kept caring for me. After a tiring day at office, she was singing a lullaby to our child without an iota of frustration for sleepless nights. She patiently bore with my insouciant attitude and with my obsession for my profession.

I remember the day as the happiest day in my whole life. She came to my life with bundles of joy and as my hands trembled on holding the delicate infant, her tiny eyes opened for a while and stared at my creased face...from then on I knew my world had changed forever. She rode on my back for couple of years; she clutched my fat fingers with her soft little ones and learned to walk. Her feet gathered speed and time moved on. The burnt slice she served me for breakfast was the best meal I ever tasted. And one day she opened wings and went off to make her own world.

God, now I know why you made us first...because before creating the perfect one you required a practice attempt.

truly yours and totally zapped

MAN