Male-halves, As if love of their life called for them from the other shore, Jumped into the river, For a moment, To bang their heads on the rubber wall of the dam To drift afloat as dead bodies. For a moment.
Eggs put to boil, For a moment, Took the first waves of the warming up water As the love of their mother’s abdomen. For a moment.
Sprouted beans, Before falling into the frying pan, For a moment, Dreamt of climbing up, Reaching out green tentacles. For a moment.
And me, While walking, thinking God gave bananas Their three-zipped skin For us to eat them neatly without Smearing dirt from our hands, For a moment, Put a foot on a banana skin somebody thrown And ah!
love is like water, is tasteless but indispensable. hatred is steam, will burn to kill. yes, you guessed, indifference is ice, you can break your head, no feelings. one and the same thing will seem to be three different things - water, steam and ice. love, hatred and indifference. when you break the ice of indifference, you get love. when you boil love, you brew hatred. when you are bored of love, you become indifferent.
they measure heat and cold of water, steam and ice with the same unit. you can go ahead and measre love, hatred and indifference with the same unit. how simpler than this does nature express illusion?
Business is credit management. Capital? What is that? You become a successful businessman only if you learn all about rolling on other people's money and labour. Monkeys and donkeys will always be there. Have their keys and you are a winner.
"Forgive your enemies. Nothing annoys them so much" wrote Oscar Wilde. "Forgive your enemies. But never forget their names" added Kennedy. In this electronic age, you can still forgive your enemies. But get updated on their usernames and never forget them.