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From the concrete jungle, from the flamboyant apartment buildings stacked like matchboxes to the sky, from the smoke-spewing, horn-blaring vehicles that were always moving, day and night, as if constant movement was the only goal in life, then from people, people, people – people with no love for one another, no mutual trust, no harmony, no smiles of recognition even – I had desperately wanted to be free from such a suffocating environment.
After laying the egg of light at dawn, the black hen of ignorance exited, rushing into the darkness to peck at grains and sticks.
As evening started to lose its light, lamps were lit around the house. But the lamp in Mehrun’s heart had been extinguished a long time ago.
Material things had become priceless, and human beings worthless. Behind those material possessions, people’s feelings were on sale. Things decided the relationships between small people with big shadows.
No matter how simple some things might seem, they’re not, or at least not always. People behave in strange and illogical ways when they’re afraid they may have to take responsibility. I have reason to think about such things.
I had nothing left that was just my own. I had to set down roots in another’s front yard, grow new shoots there, bloom there. He was getting attached, while my identity was melting away. Even my name got lost. Do you know what my new name was? His wife. My body, my mind were not my own. To my surprise, he desired my body, whose power to bounce back even I was unaware of. He devoured me. Except in those moments, the sceptre of power you had bestowed on him shone in his hands. From where all his cunningness sprang and in what ways, I don’t know. In an instant he could break my heart into pieces,
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I am a prisoner of a soul whose doors and windows are shut.
If you were to build the world again, to create males and females again, do not be like an inexperienced potter. Come to earth as a woman, Prabhu! Be a woman once, oh Lord!
