I still tremble with inexplicable fear to pen down my views because although dead, he is frightening.
It was 6:30p.m, april20, 1889, when a cute looking boy was born in a small Austrian village. The people in the village were making merry, little did they knew that it wasn't an ordinary dusk.
As he grew, being the oldest boy in his house hold, he bore the brunt of his father's discontent with occasional beatings. One day, he was rummaging through his father's book collection and came across several pages of military nature, including a picture book on the War of 1870-71 between the Germans and the French. By his own account, this book became his obsession. He read it over and over; becoming convinced it had been a glorious event. In another instance, his little friend was buried in a cemetery next to his house. He could see the grave from his bedroom window. This made his matters worse. His boy hood was surely not serene. It was twisted with unhappiness and tied tightly with sorrow. Little did anybody imagine that a power was rising within!!
He was interested in painting. His father wanted him to continue his insipid studies at the high school. Arguments coupled with beatings took place in between them. Who won the argument is anybody's guess. But people around him were not impressed with his art work. The planet would have been different if at least one individual praised his ridiculous art. He stopped painting. His father died leaving his 13 year old son as the head of his house hold. The power got the freedom it required!!
He happened to visit a meeting organized by GERMAN WORKERS PARTY. He listened to a speech on economics by FEDER entitled "How and by what means is capitalism to be eliminated?” This enraged, clad in his military uniform, the young lad who rose from his chair like a ferocious serpent and spoke against him. The world witnessed his first speech for the next fifteen minutes. Silence followed the speech. No one knew that a man like him ever existed on Earth. It took a while for the silence to subside. Then the party leader whispered to his deputy"...he's got the gift of the gab. We could use him." This marked his entry into the party.
He was rising...and rising pretty fast.
His ultimate strength was his speeches. Huge number of people used to flock the marquees just to have a glimpse of this 5'9" gentleman. He was just an ordinary bloke away from stage. Once he was given a stage to stand on and a mike to address the public, he forgot himself. His speeches were abnormal. He never felt enervated. Always, they evoked disapprovals at first but all of them were drowned by applauses and accolades. His animated speeches made him a hero. He even used to spit on the front line of audience unable to control his senses. It was a forgotten fact that he stammers. He used to jump like a little kid on the dais in front of a million people. People couldn’t stop themselves putting their hands together for this comic caricature. He simply believed in himself. He never thought he should achieve. He always thought he will conquer. Many say that he used to practice his speeches standing in front of a sea addressing the waves. Critics say that he cast a spell on the listeners and mesmerized them with his ranting speeches. Under his hypnotic gaze, humanity crossed a threshold from which one could see the abyss. The year 1920 marked the inception of NAZI party. He was always stoppable but no one dared. He was rising to a new level altogether!!
Using his influence and all the dirty possible tricks, he became the leader of his party. He was even imprisoned for 9 months but he took it as an opportunity to pen down his autobiography 'MEIN KAMPF'. It didn’t hinder his cruel intentions. He was compelled to be released due to political thrusts. He became even more powerful. After getting released from the jail, he started running madly after power.
In september1930, the GERMANS elected NAZIS to lead them. He reached the pinnacle he was looking for. But he didn’t stop there. He eyed the president post. He neither compromised nor became content with what he acquired. He was seriously rising!!
He was a perfect incarnation of absolute evil. To be simple, people feared this fearless brutal gem of a person. He not only knew threatening but also was powerful in convincing various parties in the smoothest way available. Diplomats believe that charm lied in his temper tantrums. Gradually, unable to withstand his intellectuality, the REPUBLIC collapsed. He was named the chancellor of GERMANY. It is still astonishing to believe the ease with which he overcame and smacked the resistance he encountered. It’s the love for GERMANS and the hatred for JEWS that propelled him ahead. At this stage, he was unstoppable. He began his unbelievable subjugations. He cared for none. He used all the possible cruel and torturous means of suffocating people, who even had the slight thought of standing against him, to death with brutality. Countries feared battling against him. They succumbed and caved in. He paralyzed anyone who stood in between him and his destiny. He waged battles, which were ashamed to be called so; they were only one side invasions.
He simply stormed the opposition meetings with his young brave army and took hostage. Then, made them sign the pact he wanted and killed them. This was dictatorship at its best. He was absolutely ruling the world.
Everything was becoming so easy for him. He glittered with arrogance. People feared to read the dailies unable to digest the fact that one more country had been swallowed by the mammoth fire vomited by this little piece of flesh. The 'SWASTIK' logo made countries faint with fear. Everything seemed over. There was no country that could even dream to stop him except SOVIET. This cold country offered resistance. STALINGRAD, known as 'STALIN CITY', became the venue for one of the bloodiest battles ever fought till date. Germans couldn’t withstand the time for which the SOVIET held them up. It was the battle of all time. Heroes died and so did the rest!!
A Blitzkrieg of German tanks and infantry swept through most of Western Europe as nation after nation fell to the German war machine. Several attempts were made on Hitler's life during the war, but none were successful. This time there were many more countries who decided to fight against him. His army was outnumbered. Their ferociousness and foolishness fell short of the mark. As the war appeared to be inevitably lost and his hand-picked lieutenants, seeing the futility, defied his orders, he killed himself on April 30, 1945. His long-term mistress and new bride, Eva Braun, joined him in suicide.
Having won two-thirds of the world in no time with sheer power and the desire to rule, this enigmatic and charismatic personality is hard to comprehend. He was victorious in life but not in death. But still..I fear not saying "HEIL HITLER...."
