On my way back here, I had this conversation on the bus, I had a chat with this girl, she told me that she's looking for a new job, she used to work as a bartender in one of a night club in my home town. What so special about it ??. Despite that she was so talented in so many things like painting, dancing, sculpturing, and writing..... she also told me her dark side. Well, what can you expect from a night life ??. Don't ask me the details..., I don't hang out in night clubs !!.

The thing that interest me is that she complain about GOD, complain on how HE became so unfair to her, how GOD make her life so miserable..., How GOD took her beloved, and there were so many complaint..., the point is that she doesn't believe in GOD.

I'm so curious, so I asked her if she's trying anything stupid like suicide.., She told me she did this twice. The first one when she took too many pills, and the second one is when she had an abortion...., why GOD didn't let me die..., just die..

After that long story finished, she looked at me with tears forming mirror in her eyes and said that she has no life, this is not the life she wanted. She asked me why GOD became so unfair....

If you want to know how I react. I laugh !!.

She was surprised, she starred at me with this look that said " what the hell ??, shouldn't I got a little sympathy here ?? ". She didn't have to wait too long for an answer. I stop laughing and say," You complain for this ??, a dead boyfriend is a lying cold and burried, free sex seems nice as long as you got condoms, suicide is stupid, and abortion is murder !!..". " You've choose your own way , your way to live !! ". She harshly replied and reminds me that she never choose this kind of living.

I smiled and asked her if she regrets all that thing she' have done...... I had to wait in two minutes for a perfect " No !! ". I smiled and didn't say a word..., she had her answer. Sometime you asked a question with an answer already in your pocket...

A few day later she called and told me that she had a new job as a traditional dancer in a four star hotel . It's a good job and good money..., Then she asked me her last question. " Did GOD hate me because I hate HIM ???...". Then it was her turn to wait for about two minutes for my answer..., " No my dear friend..., you love GOD so much...until it hurts..". I don't have to explain the thin line between love and hate..., she picked the last answer from her pocket again.

I don't bother asking her if now she believe in GOD..., but as she hangs up the phone, I had a question to my self.." how far would you go to have a better life ??..hard way or short cut..??.posted @ 6:32 AM   1 comments