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The one revered ventriloquist. The acute, daunting games he plays with us. And the flawless results he expects. It’s Him who decides whether we walk or trip and fall. Our fate and fortune, our luck, and future are all his croquet. We’re opponents in all his games; except the only rule is…He always wins.


I have my own fights with Him, but I withdraw immediately out of dread and deference. However courageous or famous or moneyed, against Him you’re a spawn. He can nip you off the bud and leave you to wither or water you to bloom and prosper. Well, there is no competition to start with, it’s silly to even mention. The reins to our decisions, our paths, and our strength are all in his grip. One mistake and its poof!

It’s not this all the while. There is a reason for all that we have to face in our lives, at least that’s what I believe. Our course for the future is sculpted by our moral fiber, our judgments, humanity, morals and our decisions. His rulebook is inaccessible but as we grow we start to take hints and bind our knowledge and experience to get as close as we can. These talks may sound juvenile and absurd to some but we all have our own ideologies and this is mine. A person never gets what he/she does not deserve. Skipping beyond beliefs like seven lives and karma, I think it’s all about now. This one life.

What is the point to have all riches with the aid of deception and betrayal and to die a pathetic, pitiful, untimely death at the end or what difference does it make if you reach great heights tripping others with duplicity and then getting knotted in bankruptcy or debt? It’s inane, suicidal to use your intellect against Him. Sooner or later, the rewards or the retributions come and then it’s a matter of survival.

Even though I am aware that each and every step of mine is being scrutinized, I feel comforted that there are eyes to look over me and protect me. He will provide the buoyancy I need if time tries to submerge me. This, I believe, is more than faith.