I don’t believe in luck and fate, they are just illusions. But sometimes it feels good to mock the god, cursing him for the bad luck and blah blah… What happens is all our doing, but still mocking him gives a sense of humor. I think that we are all just puppets, with him holding our strings, and at times he would be saying to himself, “Lets have some fun, let’s give a twist in this guy’s life…let’s mock him”. And so God and I continue mocking, and enjoying this stint between us. Just to mock him, I think whatever happens, happens for good; it’s just that I am the exception in every case.