The Garden

As I sit back in a cosy shade,
And feel the drops of falling rain,
Thinking how the world is made
And am I an active creator or I live in vain?
A thousand thoughts cross my mind,
But what matters is how many stay!
Among them,there are some of special kind,
They come,play their role and go away!

Those are the ones which teach you the truth,
That life's a huge garden nurtured by a seasonal brook,
Which was laboured hard by our parents who sacrificed their youth,
So that it's filled with beautiful flowers for an aesthetic look!
We grew up playing on the grass without acknowledging it's beauty,
Plucked flowers,got pricked by thorns and were scolded,
And cried notes of misfortune,without understanding their duty!
Expected them to bend down with their hands folded!
And being deft gardeners,they did bow down giving us enormous joy,
But with secateurs in their pockets for silently pruning off our diseased branches,
And kept us in an illusion without showing the beauty of this decoy!
But now I see it,when I gear up to learn the arts' nuances!

Now I am asked to water the seeds which they have freshly sown,
And told that I'm a beautiful gift,to which they will always extend a helping hand,
And it's time that I start taking care of this garden as my own,
I pull up my socks,wear my boots,but only to find a rough patch of land!
I get confused and don't know from where to start and how to make the land fertile,
There's no water to irrigate as the season has changed and the brook runs dry,
I start by cleaning the fallen dead leaves and make up a huge pile,
And set them on fire,for others to heat their bodies up,as they pass by!
Some stay,sit,talk and warm their hands,and make the garden buzz like a bee-hive,
As night dawns,they mysteriously disappear leaving the place dead,
And I can't sleep!Soon it's morning,and I'm forced out of bed,
To see some dew sparkling on new-grown flowers,dancing on the wind's jive!
I get delighted that helping people yielded results in the blink of an eye,
And I sow a seed to remind me for doing the same,until I die!

The garden has started flourishing,as spring has arrived,
Little squirrels start playing and drink from the brook after they are tired,
I'm happy to see the change,from what it was and how it thrived!
But know,a huge 'plot' has to be ploughed before the garden is wired!
And as this thought prepares to bid adieu,
It tells me that this garden will be as beautiful as I choose,
And requires care and handling of the likes of a beau!
And I need to do good with selfless love,to wear my parents' shoes,
Cuz without wearing them,I'll trample down the seeds they have sown,
And leave an important part of the garden in ruins!
The thought leaves,telling me the skills I need to hone,
For helping me build a garden of my dreams!

Self-Cannibalism

Self cannibalism??Which species on Earth would practice this,to go against nature and eat oneself instead of feeding on other species?

But in the history of this planet,only one species has gone against mother nature,which is no one else but the rebellious human,and this rebellious species has tastes which are different from the others like impatience,hysteria,losing people and paranoia,likes to scrap the meat of it's soul and savour it to satisfy his hunger,but only to convert it into a piece of shit!!

We humans eat a part of ourselves everyday and the major ingredients added being hatred,misconceptions,anger,mistrust and ego.These spices cook up the soul at unbearable temperatures and mix with it in dangerous proportions,which is more deadly than cyanide,because it kills the person slowly,instead of a sudden death!

But the poison is more deadly if "your close ones" are in vicinity,though not to them but to the person him/herself.As these people are like sauces which are supposed to enhance the flavour of one's life,but they too are forced on the dish,and burn with the meat and make the meat richer in its "poisonous gravy"

Taking a closer look on the preparation of the dish,we see that the soul is firstly chopped of it's free spirit,so that it is not able to think clearly and the butcher being illogical reasoning,which is the main culprit of this evil practice,the meat is then washed and is ready to be marinated!

Hatred is the first thing applied to the meat,as it is absorbed very fast by the soul and is majorly responsible for the taste.People hate others for some reason and in rare cases for no reason at all,but this hate does more damage to the person hating,than the one being hated,as hate percolates down like a neurotoxin and damages the thought process very soon.As a result the person becomes irritated and gets obsessed about ruining the hated person's life,but overlooking it's own soul which is floundering like a fish out of water.The people who get to taste this hatred-marinated meat,also fall a prey to this menace and start digging their own meat.This hatred spreads like a nutrient in the food chain,as a result daily millions of pounds of flesh is generated!!

After allowing hatred to sink down the heart,misconceptions are added.Though sometimes misconceptions can be added before,for a better flavour because they are hottest of the spices(mostly supplied from the land of gossips)They don't mix easily because the soul rejects the idea initially,but once mixed they block all the senses and degenerates the soul and when mixed with hatred,itdissolves all the relations in the heart,and with nothing left in the heart,feelings stop pumping throughout and the body dies the death of "Dashrath",deprived of it's closed ones!

After killing the soul and not cooking it alive in Japanese style,the marinated soul is put on a dish and is deep fried in the most unhealthy oil,ANGER.It not only fries up the brain,but also spills out from the dish,causing burns to people,which can be severe and sometimes critical,depending on how hot the oil is!!

And since unhealthy eating habits is the trend these days,people lovingly add anger to their dish,and damage their mind,soul and body in some cases as well.But without damaging the nutrient value of the meat,the complete taste of ruining our lives doesn't come!But we later regret eating them and try to burn it off as we do with fats,but in this case the damage done is deposited in layers which only a saint can burn off

Now cook the meat for as long as you can,cuz the more you fry,the finer will be the taste!Add sauces of family and friends and burn them in the boiling anger!!After showing your culinary skills,garnish it by breaking leaves of trust or by chillies of broken trust.The dish is decorated in the most unpleasing way,so that it not only hurts the eyes but also the inner vision.

Add ego according to taste,2 teaspoons should be good for inconsiderate people who always have their heads high,though even a pinch is enough to "pinch" people who care about you!

Serve it to a gourmet who is no else but you and ask him/her about the dish,who'll definitely reject your poison and will advise you to HUNT DOWN ON OTHER SPECIES WITH TRUTHFULNESS,CHOP DOWN IT'S BAD MEAT,MARINATE IT WITH COMPASSION,COOK IT IN HEALTHY OILS LIKE CARE,ADD DIFFERENT FLAVOURS OF PEOPLE INSTEAD OF BURNING THEM,AND FINALLY GARNISH AND SERVE WITH LOVE!!!

P.S.-People don't poison your lives by making a meat of yourself,cuz life can be made amazing,so hunt on people and see the beautiful world,before those people get extinct!!