Dear God, all I want is to pass this exam. I simply HAVE to get that job God, you know I deserve it. Oh God, I hope I reach on time. Dear God, please, please don't let me be late. You know how important this meeting is. (And if I don't find a parking spot, it is of course God's fault. 'You let me down God.')

Oh, and I love these. Dear God, if you give my husband that promotion, I promise I will pray to you every day without fail. And I will go to the temple once a week for one year.

And you know what, sometimes God will grant your wish and just give your husband that promotion, because maybe your husband really deserved it, or maybe because all He really wants is for you to talk to Him some more.

So I have decided to talk to Him. And I am going to begin by thanking Him for all that he has done for me. And most importantly, I am not going to ask for anything in return.

Dear God,

I'm sure you get tired of people constantly asking you to fulfill all their wishes as if you were a genie who just had to say 'poof, wish granted'. I know I wouldn't like it if my friends only remembered me when they wanted something. In fact, they wouldn't really be my friends then, would they?

I'm sure you want someone to just sit and talk to you. Not chant a mantra or sing a song, but really pour out their heart and soul to you. So I am going to chat with you till you get bored and beg me to stop. But you're not going to do that, are you? You love me! Aww Anyway, here goes.

Thank you for making me an intelligent, loving person. When I read about all the horrors in the world, when I read about people killing each other for political, economic or other causes, or for no cause at all, I thank you for not turning me into someone like that. I wonder how does someone justify cruelty inflicted on another human being? I also often wonder: how does someone justify hatred in the name of religion? Why do we stand so apart if we pray to different versions of you? Sometimes I think that perhaps there is competition amongst all the Gods up there in Heaven. Perhaps each God wants to have the maximum number of followers, which could explain why Hindus and Muslims are constantly at loggerheads. Do you think Ram and Rahim put them up to it? The very thought makes me want to scream 'Sacrilege!' But honestly, tell me God, are Vishnu and Allah fighting up there as well? Or are they just sitting there, shaking their heads sadly every time their son, a Hindu, Muslim, Sikh or Christian hardens his heart, hardens his soul, and takes a dagger to another son? Somehow, I believe the latter. When a person takes a life in the name of religion, I believe Ram, Rahim, Jesus or Moses is sitting up there and looking down with tears in his eyes, saying, No, NO! I didn't ask you to do that! Leave my child alone. Don't you really think I sent you down so you could start killing my children? If I wanted to take a life, I would take it. I do NOT need your help, thank you very much.

So much violence in your world! But God, I am not going to ask for peace. I promised I wouldn't ask you for anything, and I am going to keep my promise. Not only does asking for world peace sound too Miss World clich'd, but in any case, I don't think you really can do anything about it, can you? A parent cannot do anything about a child that betrays his brother, but sit down and weep tears of blood.

However, there are so many more things I have to thank you for, and I haven't even scratched the surface. Thank you for giving me parents that love me, the most wonderful grandparents anyone could ask for, for giving me a brother and sister that love me, and for giving me a bai that raised me with as much love as a parent could.

Although I am not the supermodel I would like to be, I have nice eyes and a nice smile, and I thank you for that. Although I am 5 foot nothing, all it takes is a pair of heels and I feel on top of the world. Although I cannot sing very well outside of the shower, thank you for giving me a voice, and for not making me hearing impaired, so I can sing whenever I want to, and so that I can enjoy great music. In fact, thank you for making something as wonderful as music, so it can lift me up whenever I am feeling blue.

Thank you for making me special. After all, no matter how insignificant I sometimes feel, I know there must be something special about me. You created me, and there is a little of you in me. Surely just that alone makes me so special.