She detested him. She couldn’t explain why. Just that she knew,
something in him was not right and what was it, she was too immature to make
anybody understand. She smiled, laughed, played with the world. It was fun, but
still she was not happy that he was around. Her heart wished deep within, what
if he never existed. She knew the love he showed was not what it seemed to be. If
it was, then why he behaved different in the light and different in the dark.
In her imaginations, he always had horns and thick white teeth which shined in
the dark. He was a devil of the dark. With every sunset, she dreaded him coming
for her. To hurt her? To kill her? Or to take her somewhere far away from her
loved ones.
She never felt she wanted to live forever. But neither had she wanted
the devil to decide what should happen to her. She was sure about that. Nights
became sleepless, days became the dull lazy moments. To sleep meant to hide
herself within the folds of blanket as if tightly tied up. She compared herself
to an Egyptian Mummy. She fancied herself to be one of those beautiful queens
dead and wrapped with white clothes and preserved for the years to come. At
times, she wandered her home imagining herself to be a ghost. She was indeed
floating around and whenever she crossed a mirror; she mimicked a ghost face
and sound like one of those she had seen in movies. Her imaginations knew no
boundaries.
She grew up thus. She never felt safe with the devil somewhere near to
pounce on her any time. The devil tried luring her towards him. A safe
distance, that’s all she wanted from him. She grew up seeing his evil face and
actions. True, she was hurt many times and those stayed as wounds in her which
could never be treated or healed. She became over protective about people
around her too. For she felt, the devil following her would be following others
too and she could never let any of her loved ones get hurt.
Thus came that day. They were all having a long drive. Her mind was not
feeling safe as usual. After all she was under the sharp surveillance of the devil’s
eyes and she could sense it. She made sure to stay in bright light and with
people around who could safeguard her. Devil’s attack only when alone; she
believed so.
The car came to a halt. This was where her body relaxed, mind cleansed,
heart sanctified and above all safety prevailed. It was the lord almighty’s
abode. With prayers voiced from her hurt heart and shivering lips, she walked
towards her lord. She got pushed and pulled by the crowd around her. She was
just steps away from her final destination.
But, why was she feeling uncomfortable suddenly. Something was not
right. She could sense it; somewhere very close; closer than she could even
imagine. The presence of the devil and she was caught off guard. Before she
could even think on the strategies for her safety; the hell was right behind
her. He was all over her; thirsty for her and was hurting her in high spirits. She
wanted to cry out loud for help; but she knew her voice would just drown in
that crowd. She turned herself and for the first time ever; she faced him face
to face, eye to eye and stared at him. She was hurt to the core; but it was
fire that sparked from her eyes and it was burning him and his thirsty eyes. She
saw the devious smile of the devil as he slowly retreated back into the crowd
away from her view.
Angry and hurt; she turned to look at her lord with eyes that had
questions for him. Tears trickled like rain and found its way down the cheek.
She wanted to cry out loud; but she knew, nobody would understand her, nor
could she explain herself. When the one who knew everything could give no
answer to her, what better she could expect from others. She wept her heart out.
But with time; she experienced a new change. The devil was still around
but this time, it was his turn to be cautious and scared. It was a revelation, “his
courage had been shaken by the fire from her eyes and he knew that if he tried
hurting her again; it meant his end”. The mask of goodness that he wore in the
day light stayed firm in front of her. He knew that was best for him, maybe. She
had finally won a battle she was fighting for years now. The wounds healed
slowly; but the scars remains…And the scars reminded her again and again that
this world is not what it might look like. The face in front of you might not
be as innocent as it looks. The words that you hear might not be as true as it
sounds. The actions that you experience might not be as soft as it feels.
To all the devils in the world; remember one thing. Some day you would
face an eye which would emit the Fire hot enough to burn you down and make your
existence disappear from this world. So, try changing yourself; if not….
Beware of those eyes!!!
NB: Kindly note that all characters and incidents in this are not creations of imagination. Any similarity to anybody or anything is purely purposeful. It may or may not have connections to the author or acquaintances of the author... hehe!!!
