(from Harry’s POV)
I’ve already said and explained everything.
I don’t care much if people believe me or not anymore.
As long as I believe in myself and God believes in me, that’s enough.
I know for sure God will take care of everything. God will give people who did me wrong their karma, even if the world doesn’t.
Jesus suffered when he was on earth too, so I think even my suffering might not end and that’s fine, I have accepted this shit life.
I will just keep living till I go from here. I somehow have peace even though I have problems.
You cannot take away my peace from me and that my friend is called winning life.
(fanfic)
Khaleesi appears next to Harry when he is typing. He looks up.
Khaleesi, “You need to start speaking to people just like how they speak to you Harry, enough of being so innocent, please learn to speak and kill them how they kill you.”
Harry, “I have you for that. But yeah, I’ll try to, if I can comprehend what they say when they say it. God I hate being stupid and slow. I just wish all this stops.”
Khaleesi, “That my dear is not in our control, but you have a control on how you react. So come up with a plan, now that you have a faint idea on what is happening. Take charge of your life amidst the chaos.”
Harry yawns, “Okay. I’m so hungry now, I want idli vada.”
Khaleesi, “The simple joys of life is what makes life beautiful even if we have a million problems, isn’t it?”
Harry, “I don’t want to think about anything anymore. I somehow have found peace.”
Khaleesi, “Me too babe, me too.”
THE END.
rachana rajan <3 