Is God there?

I received an email from an old friend today. It was so disturbing that I cannot focus on my work for the entire day.

2 weeks back, his daughter came down with epilepsy. It was two days short of her 18th birthday. And a few days back, he collapses on the way back from visiting his girl. He was diagnosed with terminal cancer. A rare type.

I called him back immediately. His feeble laughter on the phone tear me completely. His courage makes me feel so vulnerable and weak in his presence.

This man doesnt deserve this.
This man loves his children.
He works hard for what he have to this date.
More than ever,this man loves life, more than anyone I have known.

He wrote ," Shed already too many tears and nothing is changing. I have learnt that tears and sorrows do not change life. I hate that. Wish I could. OR wish I could go back to rectify things and errors but I cannot. "

Words fail me. I promise myself I will try, within my means, to make him feel better.

I hope God knows what he is doing.

Those broken fragments

" He wasn't in love with me like I thought. I understand the feeling as small as humanly possible. You realize it can actually ache in places that you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircut you get or gym you join or even how many glasses of chadenay you drink with your gal friends. You still go to bed every night, going on every detail and wonder how you could have misunderstand. And how the hell for that brief moment you could think that you have ever been happy. And you convince yourself that he will see the light one day and show up at your door. After all that or however long it may be, you will meet someone new. You will meet people that make you feel worthwhile again. Your little broken souls will come back. And all those years that you have wasted will fade away." - " The Holiday, starring Cameron Diaz and Kate Winslet"