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The Law of Retaliation

By Mahima. S


Humans,

We are fascinating. We’re all the same species yet, we’re all vastly different from each other. We’re able to find what’s in the surface of a planet which is a 100 light years away from us, but we can’t stop ourselves from killing each other. What is the cause for this? Why does one want to maim another of his own kind? Should we do something about it or is this one of the things that we just have to accept as nature? 


But truly, when have we done that, accepting things as they come…that’s not a human trait. Look around you. Where ever you are, all you see is what a man has made. We modify things for our own benefit. It’s not about survival anymore, we change everything that bother us in any way, demolish nature, we truly live like there is no tomorrow.


We long for freedom. 

From the government, society, parents, but who are they to grant us the freedom that one is born with? We, as a society, collectively agreed on maintaining universal liberty and to follow certain laws, to maintain harmony in this land. But you reneged on our promise. 


Where is the harmony that I rightfully deserve? I kept my word. I did my duties to live in your land. But I am not free. The ones who wronged me, they are free. This is not the freedom you promise me about. So what should I do? What are we going to do about those dirty felons? How will we make them regret their every action? Maybe burning them in eternal flames will. Maybe when they smell their own burning flesh, smoke in agonizing pain, maybe when they scream in misery, my wounded heart will heal. But until then what can I do other than wait? 


Wait, wait with pure fury in my chest, only seeking revenge. Vengeance motivates me and my actions. I have to make one thing clear here, I am not the voice of the people who’ve been wronged. If there’s one thing I hate more than this corrupt system, it’s the people who fail to stand up for themselves.


 I maybe a degenerate, I am not going to tell you I’m not. But they made me this way. I wasn’t born this way. You made me like this, so you will face the consequences. 


By Mahima. S


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