To Life,

There must be something wrongly cooked in your accounts. I am NOT as bad as you treat me. I am sure  you know what exactly I am talking about. Hint is love, happiness, work and money. I agree that you have blessed me with friendship, but do not I deserve my little share of love, happiness, work and money. Even tiny bit share will do, unlike now, absolutely zilch in my mendicant bowl?  What have I done so much wrong to make you angry. At times you try to drive me nuts.

Do not lie to me. No. You do not come to everyone so much tattered and poor. I know how rich and satisfying you can be, for once you were to me. I know what it is to be in love, I know what it is to be happy, I know much great a work can make me feel, also I know the magical power of money. I want my love, happiness, work and money back, again.

Please evaluate, and get back. I will not quit unless you negotiate with me. Please tell me, what will you cost ?

Yours truly,
Bidhi