My success is a slap to a lot of people’s faces.
A tight slap.
So many people were bitter and jealous.
They were burning behind their facade.
So many people tried their best to destroy me and bring me down.
They threw mud on my name and dragged my name through dirt.
They didn’t care even if I died.
They were desperate to destroy me.
Why do you think I’m still alive?
Why do you think I’m normal now?
Why do you think the truth is out in front of the whole fucking world and everyone are supporting me?
Because you cannot destroy a person with God’s presence.
God has always been with me since childhood and He saw what happened.
God gave me justice.
God helped me and sent me help exactly when I needed it.
He never left my side.
rachana rajan <3 