Exuberant and sweet innocence flowing out of her little eyes, the smile which was lively enough to awaken the dead – who would have ever dreamt that this little girl and her favorite pen would write words that will shake this world in entirety.
15 years old – can you believe it? Oh, how I wished that she had lived a little longer.
This is not a review; I can never describe in words the beauty of this book. But this my small letter to the little angel who am sure would read from the heavens above -
Dear Anne –
Everyday that you spent in your hiding and every word you wrote in the diary has so much power that it’ll be impossible for the world to ever comprehend. Your every word shook me and got me down to my knees. Not the atom bomb or 9/11 or anything else had such an impact on me as your diary did. Yes, the diary that you thought no one would ever want to read has shattered me to pieces.
Why do I work, why do I earn, why do I laugh, why do I live? My aspirations, dreams, selfishness and greed have worn me out. What am I going to cherish even if I gain all the riches in this world, I would still live in a dreaded world that killed a 15 year old girl who was nothing but pure and full of love.
How I wish Anne, I could sit near you and talk to you all my life long and understand the remaining pages of your diary which you never got to write. How I wish you were never hurt, how I wish there was no war, how I wish there was no greed, how I wish there was no suffering.
How much I wish Anne, you never had to write these words in your diary.
With Love