People go on hating themselves, and the same people expect others to love them, even the more, the same people are expected by the society to go on loving others.
But how can a person who hate himself love another?
Or how can a person who hate himself expect others to love him?
Even when you love them, they will not believe it. They will go on playing games: are you sure you love me.
“Are you really sure you love me?”
The fear is deep down: “how can somebody says he loves me?”
“Is him drunk?”
“Can somebody love me?”
“No! Nobody can love a person like me.”
“Nobody. Nobody. I say: nobody.”
You see these people… They hate even their color, their status, their language, their height, their accent, their background; they hate their everything.
They just feel something is wrong with them.
They just feel they are not the right and well created persons.
They just feel God created them in the night.
They just go on thinking all the evils about themselves.
And they go on hiding. They go on hiding in the churches, mosques.
They go on looking for pastors, imams to do something. Something must be wrong. Something must be wrong.
And these people have become so poisonous that to stay with them if you are not an awaked person is as dangerous as flu patient.
These persons live with us everyday. They are in our offices, in our classes, in our mosques, in our churches. They are everywhere.
And you begin to wonder: who are these people? You need not be. I am not talking to another, other than you.