Anne’s Diary
Anne Frank
Anne and her family…
Anne’s statue in her remembrance
I first heard about the Diary of Anne Frank in grade VI. I never took it seriously as at that time I just did was mug up for exams..But a few days ago, my eyesight got stuck on a book with blue cover which had “Anne Frank - The Young Girl’s Diary” written on it just below her image. I immediately recognized it and hid it from my friends.. Actually, that book was bought by one of my friends.. A moment after I touched the book, rain started.. Among the sounds of thunder I tried to open up the book but couldn’t. I couldn’t drag my eyes off her eyes. though she had a beautiful smile on her face, her eyes were filled with emotions. I drowned into my own feelings and imagination. I saw her lips were murmuring as if she was eager to say her story. I didn’t even turn a single page still I figured out all the situations she went through. I was so attracted towards her that I started writing a poem for her without revising or editing it..
Light flipped away
Dark is all that has remained
My hands are shaken and my heart beat has fasten
Sure, tonight might be a chance to see you again
Under the cover of moon light…
Nope, m not alone
Still fear to death scares me
There is no “peace” word left in my life
As silence of the night scares me the most
And inside the boundaries of death
As my soul suffocates
Oh lord! If u have written my days
I assure u I will follow as u said
But just make me a promise
In my next life, such fate won’t be recalled again…
The Anne Frank story is the saddest and most uplifting story I know. And I haven't read the diary yet. What really touches me is Anne's extreme privacy over her diary, her longing to be a writer, the death of her beloved ones in the concentration camp(gas chamber), and days later, with no hope in sight, her own demise merely weeks before liberation. And more so, to me, the events after her death: Otto Frank the sole family survivor is given the diary and finds he never guessed at the depth of emotion and insight his daughter carried.
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