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Monster

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by deepakpattanayak

by deepakpattanayak

Go to bed,or the monster out there will get you,the mother of the child said..

Putting her on bed..

Is that the monster,she asked pointing at the light bulb hanging outside her home,

And her mother put a serious face,nodding yes,and the child pulled the blanket up until her face..

As the night enclosed,she woke up,

Yet her eyes had indifference,where is the monster,she mockingly asked herself..

And found it within..

The monster knew the weakness of everyone around her,

The monster knew vulnerability of every being..

Yet it just laughed mockingly at the silly thoughts,silly ploys,

And again pulled the blanket of innocence to fall asleep..

For it was a monster,without any lust,without any cravings,without any desires..

Still it was a monster