The sun set,
And the moon rose.
Lonely in the night,
With thoughts of the life I’ve never chose.
Desperately in the dark I cried.
Asked so many questions I could and he never replied.
God I am asking.
What is it that I’ve done,
That I had to be punished with suffering.
Because of such question, suddenly he replied.
Therefore a conversation occurred.

God: I understand you’ve been through many obstacles so you deserve to cry.

Me: Father I’ve suffered so much I just want to die.

God: You’re in no position to say such words, have Patience, you’re still at an early stage.

Me: Then tell me what have I done that I had to suffer at this age.

God: You’re not suffering but an experience you’re gaining.

Me: Meaning ?!

God: You’ll learn that in order to achieve, you don’t have to rely on dependency.

Me: So tell me about Agency.

God: Remember!! your mind I can read.

Me: Yes I know, then tell me you denied me the opportunity to choose the life that I want to lead.

I felt as if he smiled and to that question he never replied.