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Divine Appraisal Discussion with God

Being a part of corporate culture can have a lot of impact on your daily life. Some of the common ones being using swipe card at home's entrance or at metros. But today I realised that office culture is more deeply rooted.
I had been to a temple. I have a belief that one can actually talk to the Almighty, just like talking to a friend. So I sat infront of God, closed my eyes and started my conversation. I organised my discussion (the way Appraisals are planned). Thanked Him for all the good things (start on positive note- Check). Then I mentioned the problems and issues in life (areas of improvement- Check). Then on the 'what ifs' in my life (Uncertainty and how they could have been handled- Check).
Thank 'God' , there was no scope for reverse feedback and asking for expectations!!
By now I had forgotten that I was in a temple and Praying to the Omnipresent God. Next I started setting targets on the solutions I needed. But how would God know what to do first? So I got to the next level, set priorities( wow!!). My eyes were still closed. I was about to set weightage for each task, when a ringing Bell got me back to reality.
Sudden realization dawned on what I was  doing. I was slightly embarrassed by the way my conversation turned into. I quickly said a Sorry to God and confessed that He knew things better.
I moved back with a weird smile on my face. I suddenly realized that I had something more to say. I got back and committed for a dakshina of 500 Rs and Coconut for the deity.( Incentives if expectations are met!!!)
On the way back home all I could think of was if others also had such Divine Appraisals or was it just me?

P.S- This write up is purely for fun. I have loads of faith in God, who is more than just a friend. Conversations will still happen :)

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