fight

Fighting Between an Angel and a Devil
I wanted to go to forward one step, but I couldn’t. I wanted to come back to see you, but I couldn’t. Why? Maybe the road was endless. I didn’t know who am I? Where was my place exactly and what time was it? I missed most of the things in my mind. I was remembering only one sentence “feelings of mothers are powerful” that my mother told me, and the place of surround me was dark. I was a weak person. I needed someone to move me from darkness into light because there was an unknown power that tried to fight with me. One day, a ghost appeared, and I followed the ghost who picked up my mother’s picture. The ghost was ugly and dark, but light of the picture made him to be bright. I wanted to separate the picture from the ghost, but the ghost walked continually. I followed him as a fascinated person who go to paradise. I didn’t know where we go because I was fascinated, and I lost my mind for the picture. I was like waves of sea which a wave pulls another wave beside it. I mean there was a connection between me and the picture. I knew that it is a symbol to have hilarious, but I couldn’t touch it because it was under power of the ghost. Also, the ghost was a shadow.
The ghost told me, “You must be a victim after that you can get it.”
I said, “I’m ready to do everything to come true get it, not for you.”
The ghost said, “You must separate connections between mothers and their generations.”
Later, I said to him, “there is a strong connection between them. How can I do it?”
The ghost shouted, “I will help you.”
I said by a scary voice, “Why don’t you go to do that.”
The ghost pretended that he is kind. He said, “I’m imagination, and I can’t be a real person. That time, I can’t be an affect person.”
At this time, a bright person appeared. I thought she was an angel. She tried to be the third person between us. I didn’t know why the angel was female. I have read in Quran that angels don’t have generations. I didn’t know how she could pretend as a mother although she doesn’t have any generation. Maybe Allah gave her this authority so that she can be a female to have a role like a mother.
The angel said, “Don’t follow the ghost because he is unreal. If you follow unreal things, you can’t find yourself and get the picture.”
I told her that the ghost asked me to be a victim.
She replied me, “the picture is your mother, and mothers don’t want their sons be victims.”
The ghost disappeared because he couldn’t stand in front of the truth.
The angel asked me to follow her to go to the mother’s world. When we arrived, I knocked at the door. A woman said, “Please, don’t knock at the door. You are free. You can enter without knocking. I’m not your mother, but I can be your mother.”
I didn’t know who was she, but I found out that she was kind and gentle. Also, I found out that the mother’s world was the biggest world. I saw many mothers who were ready to do everything for their generations. Mothers were like an umbrella who kept their children from rain so that their children wouldn’t be wet. Feelings of mothers were powerful that nobody could destroy them. Also, I knew that the angel was a shadow, and I couldn’t catch because she was a bright light. I didn’t know why I followed her. Maybe her beauty pulled me to know about the truth.
The angel appeared again. She said, “Mothers are like me that they show the best way in life, and don’t try to trick their generations. Their hearts are like the sky, and you must be a star to light the sky.”
I said, “How can I be a star for my mother.”
The angel said, “Mothers’ hearts are like glasses. These glasses don’t break but don’t try to break them.”
She told me, “I’ll go and never come back. You must depend on yourself”
I called her three times, but she didn’t answer me. I said by a low voice, “goodbye, goodbye…”
My mother, I’m enthusiastic to see you. My tears can be a sea if they fall down for you. Every day, I touch your picture, and I can feel your feelings. I’m a tree, and you are food. If you stay away from me, I’ll fade. I hope I will come back soon so that the picture will be a real, and I can kiss you.