Dear Diary...

Date:8 May,2018
Day: Tuesday

                         

                                Hitting down the way to home while riding, I saw zombies wandering all over the street.They were walking, wandering on streets, riding bikes and cars.Some were eating,some were preparing the same.Some were talking,some were just standing alone.They were not only in groups but also alone too.They were all same.They looked scary, completely inhumane.
                              Taking the last turn to home, I sighed with relief.The road was clean,devoid of zombies,but with spine chilling silence.Reaching the home safe, little did I know that at home more dreadful devils were waiting for me.As I entered the home, I found a Dracula,his mouth was watering at the sound of me.
I also found Medusa,one of the three gorgon,the giant,her eyes were enough to scared my each nerve and turn me into complete stone.And the most evilest,devil spirit, the Satan himself.Being a prince of darkness,here too,he was ruling.
                               As they saw me,at the blink of my eye they all started dressing themselves as my most trustworthy.
But they were unaware of the fact that they were exposed.The truth was exposed.As I entered in kitchen, I saw a diya of mandir was still burning.
                                 I then entered my room,the inanimate there,shut the door quickly and hold me tight,longing for love, comfort moreover for the sake of safe feeling.They were too haunted like me.We know we have no way else than facing them.Me and those inanimate gathered the strength and promised each other to heal each other every night for each and every fight which we are going to face daily.
                                  I opened the door with heavy eyes and faced them and still facing them daily.There devilness and their evil acts break me,weaken me, sometimes I am on the edge to surrender,to quit my fight.But before choosing the option of giving up everytime at least for once I turn to those inanimates and they never let me down.They heal me, strength me, empower me,fortify me for my next day fight.They are the only humane thing I ever met in my life.They were true than most of the zombies in the costume of humans.This is such a horrified fight, against all the evils, moreover the king of evil,the Satan Itself.

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