Chapter12-What to make out of...

When you are so unfortunate to live in hell while on earth, your everyday prayer would be for heavy rain to fall and quench that burning fire. You pray morning and night hoping for a change. And you will never stop praying until a miracle happens. Until your life becomes better.

I would've been doing the same if, and only if I still believe in God. If he hadn't failed me many times- on different occasions when I beckoned on him. As it is right now the only thing I'm waiting on, and calling earnestly is death. If only that mighty warrior would sweep me off my feet making me lie down, my eyes close as the living runs around digging the ground and me sleeping peacefully in a coffin box.

Yes, those are mere thoughts.

At times like this, when the world is beating you mercilessly nature tends to forsake you allowing the cruel world to deal harshly on you like a howling wind of winter season as well as a powerful lion tearing his pry's skin.

You could feel the lion's canine on your skin as i