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Today too his hollow eyes shines red with the blood that drips from the sword in his hand amidst the eerie silence that envelopes the road with the homes on the either side dying unnatural death leaving only the concrete structure behind. As his eyes scans the surroundings for the next hunt, the murmuring of the footsteps makes him grin and as he picks his sword to tear another life apart, a glance from the tear filled little eyes of a little girl covered in white shawl & shivering with fear with folded hands enchants him.
Her innocent glance melts the lump that had long remained buried deep inside and the teardrops start rolling down from his eyes; the love of the little girl that once killed the angel within him, has now resurrected the angel burning the evil devil to ashes forever.
~Shubh Life . . . Om Sai Ram
© 2015 Manish Purohit (Reserved)
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