MY BEST FRIEND- THE LORD ALMIGHTY.

My mother could never ever become my friend; too busy in her

household chores and pursuing the passions of her life; always
looking upon me as her newborn child; even though I catapulted
to the greatest of heights,
My father could never ever become my friend; able to view
nothing else but the colossal edifices of the robotic corporate
empire before his eyes all night and day; with an occasional pat
here and there on my head; too busy earning for the inevitable
needs of the gargantuan family,
My sister could never ever become my friend; profoundly
engaged in her own family and the crankiness of impetuous
youth; with most of our conversations eventually resulting into
the most thunderously demented of squabbles,
My grandfather could never ever become my friend; staunchly
following his age old rigidly tyrannical ideologies; which I
thoroughly detested and severely shirked to follow,
My grandmother could never ever become my friend; being the
ultimate apostle
of orthodoxy and implementing only what the scriptures said;
whilst I was one who solely listened to my passionate hearts
commands,
My brother could never ever become my friend; as pangs of
inconsolable jealously radiated in gay abundance from our
personas; in order to become the favorite child of our revered
parents,
My wife could never ever become my friend; as we virtually
digressed in every opinion; being the indefatigably scowling and
blasphemously blaming north pole and south pole; contained in a
single house,
My children could never ever become my friend; as they were
just irascible infants; whose unendingly hysterical shrieks made
me plead an unfathomable times on my knees; let alone whisper
the word sanctity,

My uncles and aunts could never ever become my friend; as

they were profusely party circuit; those same very sanctimonious
shows of meaningless drudgery; that I spat upon even in the
wildest of my dreams,
My neighbors could never ever become my friend; as they lead
life like a frigidly dysfunctional robotic clock; whilst every
instant of my impoverished life; was enshrouded with unabashed
sensuousness and spontaneity,
My colleagues could never ever become my friend; timelessly
plotting schemes
to bury me alive in my corpse; in their parasitically unceasing
quest of escalating to the pinnacle of blood soaked success,
My surroundings could never ever become my friend; as they too
in their salaciously inebriated and adulterated state; stabbed me
a zillion times to adopt the path of untruthful commercialism;
whilst I eternally wanted to mlange each beat of my heart with
the rudiments of nature divine,
My countrymen could never ever become my friend; as nearly
each one of them
endlessly ran after the currency coin; time and again at the cost
of the soil which they inhabited; whilst I perpetually considered
the beats of love to be above every dimension and money on this
blessed planet,
My teachers could never ever become my friend; because there
was always this
stringent definition of respectability that came in between; our
openheartedly divulging the innermost secrets of our hearts,
My profession could never ever become my friend; as I couldnt
play even the
most infinitesimal of games with it; had to bow down before it
like the ultimate power before granting it that unassailably
meticulous touch; so that the world accepted it and I
symbiotically survived,

My great ancestors and far off siblings/kin could never ever

become my friend; as I hardly knew anything of them other than
their names; and it wasnt my habit to entrust unshakable blind
faith; into the most unchartered of territories,
My servants could never ever become my friend; as I never
considered them as
servants in the first place; whilst they unstoppably reminded me
of the same ghastly discrimination of this barbaric society; by
licking dirt right in front of my eyes although I severely
reprimanded them,
My very own breath could never ever become my friend; as I had
the most insane of panic attacks with each inhalation of mine;
overtly skeptical and unsure of whether another of its kind
would find way into my nostrils or not,
Yet. I wasnt ever desperate and alone. Yet I wasnt ever
devastated and betrayed. Yet I wasnt ever paralyzed and
depressed. As I forever had the hands of my best friend: The
Lord Almighty to soothe my brow; to uninterruptedly and
unabashedly talk to; in my times of duress and exultation; in my
times of life and death; who made me feel closer and closer to
my mission of ameliorating all sick and deprived humanity;
who made me feel the most unconquerably priceless organism
alive .