Good Old Mother Warnings
He gobbled it up: one chocolate muffin after another. His mother warned him that if he eats more of these he would be dark brown like muffins. In this color discriminatory society, he never ate another till he was adult.
When she didn’t drink milk, her mother told her about the fair complexion she would get by drinking it. Since then, she would tell her classmates about the benefit of milk.
“I know what you did. Ghosts who live in our house told me,” His mother said with scary face. She continued. “So if you are hiding something from me, tell me now.” Fear of unseen could never be this great.
God always gives the gifts to those who wake up early. And he remained forever in the guilt of not waking up early, wondering what would he have become if he had gotten up early.
Let’s Discuss Death of a Moth
A moth in the middle of night wants to get squashed. It has been flying in my room since seven in the evening. I wonder what it must be thinking: does it think that I’m a God and getting killed by me will bring it salvation or it believes in bad Karma that it had killed me in past life, so I should kill it in this life or simply it wants to dies so that can it go from this life, probably tired, to next life: hope does wonder to a life.