Injustice

Once upon a time, there lived a boy in America named John. The incident took place in ২০০০. John was a driver by profession. This calm man always drove with caution.

When he was 55, he bought a car with all his earnings. Bought the car from a friend. Everything was going well. But the problem started a few days later. A white girl looked at the car. And she likes the car. The girl was the daughter of a policeman there.

The the girl told his father, that she wants that car at any cost. The father became anxious about whether he would follow the path of injustice or the path of righteousness. Some days passed in this thought.

Suddenly one day a rich man is driving unjustly. And hit the car old man's parked on the side of the road. The old man protested and went to the police. But the police heard the old man's complaint but did not take any action. The old man went to court and proved the injustice of the rich man. The police tried to save the rich man for fear of their dignity but failed as all the evidence was against him.

A few days later, when the old man was leaving the house, the police came and confiscated his car and said that the car had been bought with government tax evasion. The old man saw all the documents in the car and the police burned the documents and said all the documents were false.

Helpless, the old man sat down and with his hands on his head complained to god, "Oh God, is it wrong for me to protest against this injustice?"

The police took the car and gave it to his daughter as a gift. But who knew this gift was her last gift. The car exploded due to a mechanical fault when the girl went out for a walk with the car. That is why it is said that God's judgment is very difficult.

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