I Want To Blame God

Pressing the calling bell, when the ostentatious moon woke me up in the wee hours of the morning, my sleepy eyes still could see the wrath on her face. 

'Today is your last chance, Sushil, tell me your decision whether you want to own me or that plucky woman, tell me whether you love me or not.' She yelled to break my silence. 

I whispered, 'Oh! The resplendent lady, go and take rest, you need rest as you have performed your duty throughout the night, we will discuss in the afternoon about our fate.'

'Shut up, Sushil, I know you profoundly love her, but she is not immaculate like me, she is not unique like me, today I am clear that God has written destiny for me to become every man's virtual girlfriend and when they find their love, they dethrone me from heart, yes, today same thing has happened, I don't want to blame you anymore, I want to blame God for scripting my life like this, depriving me of power to choose my life partner and forcing me to scatter my silvery light in lonely nights.'