23 November 2008

BLOGGING FROM THE MOBILE - ON WAY TO KAMAREDDY BY A TRAIN

People living in abject poverty, people struggling to earn a decent square meal per day. I see their clothes strung on a rope. Whites have turned into pale yellows. Perhaps it's the sweat of the hard working person. Tiny holes in them. Images like these haunt you. and the feeling of utter helplessness tortures the mind even more. it's times like these when your faith in the almighty goes for a toss. not that you are an aethist, but you wish once, just once you had the power of GOD. You would show Him how you'd punish the guilty and reward the just. really, why does not He do what is expected of Him. are we asking too much? come on, we are merely asking that the sinners be rewarded with appropriate punishment. is this too much. of course, He knows it isn't so. so one thing is established. we know that God knows. so who's stopping Him? why wait until Judgement day or end of Kalyug. how can He see his faithful suffer at the hands of such monsters. the corrupt politicians, the bane of this country, how's it that their wealth graph goes only one way. up. where do the efforts of the law abiding common man go? to a meaningless waste? why the inequality? why the suffering? i know God created this world and the man 'made' it into what it is today. agreed. but he's supposed to have powers, right? why not use'em ? if there was ever a time to use powers, then it is now. what is he waiting for? some sort of sign? if it is a sign if wants, then take a look down. He'll find many. it's a sign when the lust filled bastards rape a defenceless girl, woman and a child. a child for god's sake!! how horrible can one get. it's a sign, when old people get robbed of their only possessions. and get killed if they resist. it's a sign dear God, because the old resisted for they do not know who to depend on, as their infidel children have thrown them out. injustice and sin has consumed your world God. come down and cleanse it. get rid of these filthy rouges and foul atmosphere. your faithful are choking for some justice, some equality, some peace. IT'S TIME, GOD. BLOODY TIME.