One morning I woke up with a bruised eye-the left one. It pained terribly when touched. I looked at the mirror and a definitely red mark was visible! By the time college ended, it turned into a pretty nasty wound. The local Medic immediately identified it as an insect bite and prescribed urgent proper medical checkup. The next 2 days went in bed, in dire pain - not being able to even blink took a huge toll on my rather "Bubbly" soul. All i was left possible of was-to think - what the hell bit me?
As i learned more of this insect bite which was pretty common in my hostel, I became more alert to any kind of them- big or small . I Used to kill any one I see with an 'electric shock giving bat', of my roommate. One late night, after finishing my studies I took to bed, was greeted with a huge green six legged insect mounting my pillow. I was utterly terrified. Shook it off my pillow-to the ground and immediately attacked the devil with my electric bat. As it burned in sparks of electric inferno, i kept thinking how such a big insect got in? the room is always locked no matter empty or full,windows locked with even fine iron mesh thanks to stray monkeys,- couldn't find an answer.
Few days went, again I came face to face with a similar devil.I again gave it shock treatment till it fell to ground with flashes all over.
Now, about a month later, I was talking over phone when I saw again-the same face, this time on my pants. In no tie I shook it off and attacked with the bat. Sounds silly but i prefer killing by shocks rather than slippers. This time I pressed the bat hard, still thinking where are they coming from? After an array of bright sparks, took the bat off to give a look.To my surprise it was still moving. As I examined it , I found that it's hinge legs got detached from it's body. The crooked thing started crawling under the bed !.
Suddenly i realized, there are no 'Devils' here. this one has been the same and only one all along. That poor thing must have wanted to escape all along but each time it did, I almost killed it. I took a paper and put it forth. That little fighter, with only four small legs dragged itself onto the paper as if even after so many shocks, it still trusts me. As i took it to the window, it spread it's big green wings for the very first time. off went the so called Devil riding on winds leaving me thinking - why hadn't it tried to fly all along then? and how it came in?
later i found out the wound I got was due to a significantly smaller insect- the size of a grain !
" never give up and even the greatest devil of yours life will turn into an angel, guiding you to the flight of freedom"