A letter to the Almighty
Though this is a letter, I am not following the conventional method. It took me more than fifteen minutes of pondering to decide this. For, I consider you like my friend and I have no idea who I am to you. So the usual formal or informal confusion was a little stronger today.
You might be wondering who I am? Well, no offense god, I am just a human that you sent to earth nineteen years ago. Do you remember me? Perhaps not, as I have not yet accomplished anything worth remembering (I hope you will recognize me the next time I write to you).
Next, you might be wondering why I posted this letter on my college blog if this was meant to you. Well, technology has improved a lot here on earth. If this is the advancement in a place where lazy humans thrive, then I am quite sure you too have a network connection and a pretty efficient gadget to check all this. And considering that you haven’t provided your email ID to anyone here, this is the best way. And you need not worry about who is going to read this, as this is a very deserted place. And trust me, very few are going to read this.
Let me now move to the reason for writing this letter. People here (including me, no one is perfect) are too busy doing nothing that they have no time to even think of using their potential. There might be something inside us that you made, some kind of bio matter, which caused this sloth like behavior. See, I know you are a busy man, but just dwell over this topic for a minute and tell me the teensy little thing that went wrong. Some people here have managed to overcome this 'slothy syndrome '(we call it neologism here) and they contributed excellently to our advancements. Some are under privileged to overcome this syndrome and some are just ignorant about it. If all of us can overcome this syndrome then, dear god, it will be a heaven on earth situation, and your habitat will not be the only heaven.
I am not asking you to change us. It’s actually a suggestion. Today onwards when you are making new members of our kind up there in heaven, do consider this. Try to make them immune to this disgusting Slothy Syndrome. Someone dear to me has said “it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live”, after doing a bit modification on this quote without the permission of its owner I will say “it does not do to dwell on your mistakes and forget to live”. We just want the next generation active and energetic by all means. You please try to make them the perfect kind, for it would be easier for us. Because, a majority of our team here on earth considers it the best, and perhaps easier to modify our kids than try and change ourselves.
Thank you for reading this dear god. Just keep all this in mind. We all love you dearly and we hope for the best. See you soon (oops! I don’t want to see you that soon), I meant I will write to you soon.