What God gave me:-D

One forwarded SMS I got read,
I asked for a leaf and god gave me a tree,
I asked for a flower and god gave me a garden,
I asked for water and god gave me an ocean,
I asked for an angel and god gave me you,
But what I would see in my life is different..it can be read as...
I asked for Strength.. and God gave me Difficulties to make me strong,
I asked for Wisdom.. And God gave me Problems to solve,
I asked for Prosperity.. And God gave me Brain to work,
I asked for Courage.. And God gave me Danger to overcome,
I asked for Love.. And God gave me Troubled People to help,
I asked for Favors.. And God gave me Opportunities.

What do I do?

Letting go is not easy
When you go down nicely
I am feeling helpless
I am feeling furious

I feel that she is judging me
I feel that she has a grudge on me
I feel that she hates me
I feel that she does unjust on me

Am I in the middle of a game?
If so I dunno the rule of the fame
Is there religious biasness?
Or is it just a personal prejudice

Is crying and praying the only thing I can do?
Giving up hope is what I won’t do
Though I m pushed to my limits
There is no end without gladness

Just like that!

It all in circles.
Sitting near the laptop,
watching half of the movie and
going lying on the bed,
looking to the ceiling. Wondering,
thinking and worrying about nothing but everything under the sky.
After few minutes,
sitting near the laptop,
watch the rest of the movie.
Chat a friend or two. Make a call.
Eat something. ...
Go to the room....and so on!

I hate you!

I will not answer the phone when you call, even though I want to talk to you. I will not call you even though that’s all I want to do. I will not reach out even though if I miss you. I will not tell a soul even though I see your dreams every night and day!

I will call you names!
I will make you cry!
I will make you hurt!

I will be mad at you. I will drive you away because I am afraid I might lose you and I will get more hurt. I will not allow you to hurt me. I have built a wall all around me. I am afraid if I let you near you will find a way to touch my inner self.

I need your constant attention, your reassurance but I will act with indifference to them. I will be jealous when you give attention to others and I will get mad if you ignore me. I will feel close to you and let you into my inner circle one day, only to get mad at you.

I am mad at you, please don’t let go of me.
I hate you, please don’t leave me.
I despise you, please don’t please don’t forget me.

The Butterfly

One day a small opening appeared on a cocoon. A man sat and watched the caterpillar for several hours as it struggled to force its body through the little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gone as far as it could and could go no further.

So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and cut off the remaining bit of cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, withered wings.

The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand, to be able to support the body, which would contract in time. Neither happened! In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and withered wings. It never was able to fly.

In his kindness and love he did not understand, what he did was restricting cocoon. He did not realize the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were the way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into the wings so that it would be ready to fly once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon. However, his overlook at the cocoon could have helped the butterfly to protect itself.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. However, with the love many forget and do not allow the first bit of struggle. If a child’s life is build without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been. We could never fly.

At some point though we think we are flying, what we do is crawl. How many of us are crippled and would never accept it? Are we crawling, walking or flying?