Man proposes God disposes

As a child i used to crave for those small, wonderful, colourful tofees which came in seven vibrant colors of the rainbow. Popins they called it. This small toffee was very predominant during my times. Every child used to have Popins in their break boxes and I used to long for them, look at them with so much desperation. My very caring mother never used to buy them for me as she thought those colours would not do me good.

With my mouth watering I used to look at those children eating popins,by which time the insipid marie biscuits in my hands would have become as soft as petals. Now I dont have to depend on anyone to buy me anything ,but poppins arent available in the market anymore.
I could just relate to the famous quote " Man proposes ,God disposes".

Later as I grew up the walkie talkie toy was a craze. This time god didn't deny me the toy, but played an evil trick. A huge wind blew and with that the doll fell down from the table and broke into pieces and breaking my heart too. I felt my best friend had died. I performed a decent funeral for the doll and got over with the grief.

As time passed I got over with the fascination for dolls and developed a new interest with animals.One day when I was in class 5 I found 2 abandoned squirrels in the garden of my house. They were small , cute and soft and I developed an instantaneous affection towards them. They grew up with me for 20 whole days. I used to feed them with milk from the ink filler and protect them from the savaging enemies like the crows and the cats.

But one fine day, as I was playing with them by holding them in my arms I heard a big squirrel from the tree top screeching monotonously by looking at the baby squirrels in my hand. So I decided to return the squirrels back to their mother. I left them on the bark of the tree and the baby squirrel climbed up to its mother. It was a sight to watch. The mother held the squirrel in her mouth and advanced towards her nest. Like all stories this one doesnt have an end
happy ending. Suddenly the mother lost her grip and out fell the baby on to the ground and became a prey to a cat that was lurking around.
God we were all so happy for a moment and u snatched it all away from us. From me, the mother squirrel and others.

As time sailed through I began looking at things from different perspectives and stopped blaming GOD until yesterday. Yesterday at the middle of the night I had a sudden craving for potato chips. I hadn't eaten them in a long time now considering the fact that they are too fattening. I had discovered a fat free way of making lip-smacking potato chips in the microwave. I sliced them and placed them in the microwave and considering it would take atleast 4 minutes I went to attend natures call and was talking to a good friend of mine. The microwave beeped after 4 minutes and with my mouth watering I opened the microwave. Damn its was all burnt. Thanks to the voltage fluctuation. And what made it worse was it was the last potato in the bag.

GOD YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO BE SO MEAN!!!!!!!!!!