Good VS Evil?

The world I am in,

holds no place for the weak.

I am a virtuous soul, fragile and sick, struggling everyday to acclimate and fit.

The battleground knows it better.
My fight with the army of evil has left my one man army torn and tattered.
There is no escape from this never ending battle for the survival of the fittest.

Defeated, dejected and destroyed,
I question myself; What is the reason for my existence? Why am I even here?
I don't belong here.

All I see is darkness..blur n black it is,
like my impugnable existence.

I gave myself up to darkness.
But darkness couldn't destroy me..was it not evil?
or has my soul turned dark too?

I can feel the power within myself now.
The power of darkness.
The power of solitude.
The power of the scars from the lost battle.

The time has come for me to rise against the evil.
But this time, its the army of evil VS the one man army of EVIL

RIP BABU! Happiness on four legs!

I didn't get to say the final goodbye. Maybe that is why I had not been able to 
accept that you will not be there when I get home today. 

I remember the first time we met. A furball curled up in the corner. Baba and I brought you home and got you cleaned up. I was in grade 7 at that time..and I remember nonstop blabbering about you with my friends in school. I'm sure most of them still remember you. You were famous man!

Your first bath. First poop on the carpet haha! First visit to vet. First shoe u chewed up (it was my favorite). First family trip to Sundarijal. How amazed I was to see you swim across the river on your own. Your first best friend Mango, first love Bella, first baby Lily. The first time you were lost..five years ago, a day before Kukur Tihar. I don't know how u made it home a month later..that reunion has got to be the best moment of my life. 

We grew up together..and I started to see an image of Baba in you. Always so calm and understanding. During these 12 years, we had so many ups and downs and you were always there...listening..as if you understood everything.  

So many memories together..so many we were yet to make. It pains to see that you are gone forever..but thanks for all the memories..and thanks for visiting me in my dream today. Guess that was our final goodbye.

Babu! Rest in Peace!