Dear God, I am facing death and I don't want to die yet. I am not at fault here. You have given me blow after blow and I've tried to stay afloat. You gave every kind of happiness to people who wronged me and every kind of sorrow to me. I did not complain. I just concentrated on staying alive. Today you made me hear from my most beloved person that he doesn't love me. I still remained steady. Now you are taking away my job too. The mask under which I was trying to be socially acceptable. How much do you think I can tolerate? I am going to kill myself if you don't stop your atrocities now. And nobody but you will be responsible. Don't be so one sided. Give me some happiness in life otherwise why did you create me?
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