"Hi, I am sure that you will again listen to me as always. Oops, how ridiculous of me, whereas in view of you I am your beloved prince right? And you love this prince unconditionally. By the way, why won't you? You always, till now, gave me the opportunities of not going to that boring school for months. You used to make me happier when my friends usually came to accompany me in playing paper-boats at that time. The freedom that I got often when my father went out to help others was just awesome and I am very thankful to you for that. In the time of joy, for me, my mother used to knit some confusing nets and fed me with delicious fried fish which, I used to secretly offer some pieces to the lovely cat that wanders throughout our home because I got to know that you love small animals.
Often your blessings nudged my favourite uncle who would take me for a long boat ride where I pleaded him to pluck the beautiful lotus along with its long peduncle so that I could prepare a necklace for my loved ones. I had also prefered to eat some of its immature flower buds. At evenings my dad taught me the basic skills of swimming where the depth of water is comparatively lower. How vividly I loved those moments? Its just awesome to recall them. Do you remember the big Rohu fish I caught with a stale? And how foolishly I let it go because it looked afraid and my aunt later termed me as dumbo. But still I am very grateful to you. Alas! time has changed and it seems that my prayers to you is also changing along with it at the same pace.
Dear God? When I was a child, I always prayed you to flood our village! I was then younger and to accomplish my naughty deeds, I prayed you to shower more and more rains. You used to always answer my prayers. But now that I am quite grown up, I am asking you for forgiveness. I am begging you to please dry out the waves of vast amount of waters that drowned our village with its full might. It brought an unpleasant tragic tale along with it. The tale of pitiful sufferers. Sufferers who endures the worst circumstances. Circumstances that are painful and threatening .
God? Please show some mercy on the woes of the aged. Please feed the hungry kids that are traumatised after becoming orphans. Please put a shelter upon the intensely soaked peoples in the unending rains. Please console and provide some solace to the helpless inhabitants who were drenched in griefs. Griefs of loss, loss of hopeful crops, eventually livelihood.
Please God, please listen to me as always you do. Will you? I am pleading you, and hope you'll not pretend to be deaf, at least in this tough time. We are bestowed with so much water that we are fed up of aquiring them any more. We are highly quenched and now we are striving for thirst. Dear God, why not you let thirst be the reason of a smile in the lips of a flood victim who had lost such happiness since time immemorial."P
PS - For the helpless flood victims of Assam, India