The rays of hope are declining, they are vanishing under the
darkness of reality, the reality which is bitterest. I can see nothing, I’m
aloof, I’m terrified, I’m panicking, I’m lost. I’m screaming from inside just
to pretend calm on face. I feel betrayed but by whom? From the Almighty? What
is his role to play in my grief? Did he plan to slaughter me in petty pieces so
that no one could recognize my existence? Why was I blind to see that I’m
moving into a trap webbed by him? Now I’m tangled. More I push to unleash
myself from this trap, it repels me harder. Have I lost it forever? Is this the
end? Was I put on earth for mere a show time? If yes, then I’m glad that there
wouldn’t be any scorching heat making me sweat a river or trembling winter
turning me into a snowman. If no, then I’ll play a completely different person,
I’ll play an extremist.
I’ll fight from the world. I’ll fight from the creator. I probably
lose this battle but I’ll fight till I’m alive. I’ll make my presence prominent
in this world. I wouldn’t stay under the shadow of omission hence. Let this
world witness the emergence of a strongest soul who wouldn’t fall on the knees to
keep the world pleased. She’ll play arrogant and ruthless because it’s time to turn
the favours back. I wouldn’t play fairly because this world never did. I’ll
trap them in the web they trapped me in. I’ll make them purview the petrifying
side of me. I wouldn’t spare them so easily as now it’s time for the world to
taste its own medicine.
Can I be so cruel? Can I act so devilish? Can I be so
selfish? Will it be easy for me to play a culprit rather than a victim? Will I be
able to murder the human in me? Is it possible to accomplish the task I’ve
planned? Is this the only way out?
NO! I can’t do this. May be I’m feeble or maybe I’m too sturdy?
Whatever it is, but after pouring out my feelings I feel lightened. I guess
this is the finest and most effective way to battle the devil in you. It’s not
an easy job to always opt for the righteous path but one need to remember that
only thorny roads lead to the destination of accomplishment, which could be in
the form of inner peace and satisfaction from life and these are the only
things which we require to be euphoric.
