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Last night I had a dream or should I say a nightmare. It was very unusual. I saw my entire state in anarchy. I witnessed cracking conflicts, wipeouts and battue, women and children being put into fire and the atrocious way the freebooters were creating terror among peace loving people by raping, killing, plundering and torturing people to death. Standing alone in the chaos was me and I was wondering how the peace loving people of my country go to such an extent of inhuman treatment towards the same human race. One group of killers was abetting the other group to intensify the killings. The only thing I knew that moment was this violence was unlikely to abate very soon.
The hatred was for no reason and even if there was a reason, all of them failed to realize that the very hatred had converted them into devils out of human beings and was moving them to commit such horrible crimes. It was vivid that these people were infected by contagious disease named hatred. These callous people were spitting the most powerful venom of hatred for others.
It is an inevitable fact that these killers too have family and they indeed possess soft feelings for their relations. But while demolishing other’s lives I could see they were being taken over by such boisterous instinct that their mind became devoid of the frail outlook in the analogy of their own relations. Blood for blood had become the most modus operandi. And within a blink of eye my peaceful land was sodden with blood. I was the only one alive in this war. I was absolutely alienated and I was searching for my family. I could find them nowhere and I knew I had lost my world.
The sunrise came with no meaning. I had lost everything and there was no reason to live. I made up my mind to surrender myself to death. Then I saw a young innocent child playing with blood without cognizing what had bechanced. He must have felt like it’s another beautiful day as usual which was in fact not to be. He had no clue that like me he had lost his paradise. I couldn’t resist it and I just picked him up from the mess. I gave him a tender kiss on his forehead. The very moment I felt I shouldn’t give this child the very world I have seen, a world of terror, a bedlam world. The child instantly gave me a reason to live. I promised to myself that I would live for this child and try giving him a cosmos where he can feel the zephyr, experience peace and tranquility. I was determined to adorn his life. Then I assured myself that no matter what others do, I shall continuously lay my efforts for maintaining serenity, if not for myself then for the generations to come by. Kissed him once again and then he smiled, an innocent smile.
Alankar Khanal
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