my best friend

So she called up. My so called best friend called up. Like a perfect bitch she started the usual crap. As nothing has ever happened. I know god is smirking in heavens as he feels victorious now. I can almost hear him boasting “see, I did you a favor , I took away all the lunatics from you. You should be grateful.” Ok, yes, I am grateful now, when I have seen the outcome of your deeds. Really people, god may have been merciless and cruel in just taking all that I had, but he is a saviour. He knows what kind of kid I am and in what disgusting situation I was in. he saw me wasting time in catering the idiotic friends who don’t have anything in the world to do but to aimlessly be obssessd with how they look and dying for the person who never ever have experienced any kind of emotion. God was brutual but he saved my life. He has taught me to see the difference in me and others. And now, I can clearly see that, all that I craved for once, is all bullshit. I hate every bit of it. The life I am living now is entirely different. I am living as a person I really am. I am proud of myself, that I have gone long way and have come up all with feathers in my hat.

                       I am miserable. But only when I look back and see what I did. What blunders I made. Things around me have changed. I am in the womb of ajmer, thriving and blooming. I have people that are real and loving. They are few in number but are extremely dear to me. the readers must be inquisitive why did I wrote this. The answer to this is that bad times comes not for bad purposes but to prick away the thorns and to bring you near  to yourself as it happened to me.