Did I ask any thing wrong from God?

Ya I think this post requires this name only.

I was thinking I will never tell this to any one. But then thought if I dont tell it will be always there in my mind and will make me mad. But then how to tell ? and whom to tell?

Best option is to blog it. That is the best way to express what I want to tell. And I know hardly any one reads my blog. so no issues.

But you people must be thinking what I am going to write. If i can not tell that then how can I write that?

To make it simple let me ask myself a question. Should I believe myself? Sounds very odd know?
Yes that is what my question for today whose answer I am searching but not getting at all.
Now dont tell me I have a junk question. It is a valid question.

You know when you are kid, you grow up with your family, your parents. They are your every thing. Starting from taking care of you, thinking about you, to every thing they do for you.

Then when you grow up little, you realize that you have brother and sisters. You care for them. You love them the most. They are your best friends. You share every thing with them.

Then you go to school. There also you make friends. During school hours, you forget every one but your friends. You play with them, you share your tiffin / lunch with them.

You join college. You again make friends there. In front of them you keep your heart open. you fight for them. They help you in every need.

Today is my birth day. How many people wished me?

Now answer me.

Where are my parents?
Where are my brothers/ sisters?
Where are my school friends?
Where are my college friends whom I loved so much?
Where are my other friends?

If I remember, I always loved them cared for them the most why they are not there with me today?

So if they are not there with me then how can I believe that I really loved them from my heart?

If I remember I always wanted a small family with people around me, going to park together, joining for picnic. Parents, bro, sis, friends

I remember, I call up whom I love, I wish them.... May be that is just one line. But I think about them not just for mins but for hours. I go back to those old memories. Every single incident with them comes live.

No one wished me today.

Then How can I believe myself that I really love them, cared for them

You know God.. you dont have a phone no. I really feel like I should call you up and ask you, where I was wrong?

God you know what I am talking about. We both know I am not wrong. But if every thing is programmed by you then you have to tell me how correct is your program.
And remember God, I don't quit.
You do what ever you what to do. But you have to prove that you are right.
Good Luck.