Chain kuli ki

Too much cold causes gangrene, but it also preserves you. In a social sense cold behaviour towards other is like social gangrene, which is kind of epidemic. But, when you have contracted it. Once you are dead, ironically, it preserves you. It preserves you from scavengers, those who'll feed even on necrosed tissues. Until you have the slightest existence left in you, you are always in the line. A line for consumption. A part of the food chain. Being the apex predator never helps because death is the apex predator, and life is on its mercy.

We are like a 4th grade karmachari working for this intricate foodchain, waiting to be consumed. What would one feel when one's neck is between the jaws of a predator after all those costly and time consuming treatments of one's cervical spondylosis. Material accumulation, and non material accumulation, for our safety, or sense of safety, and our basic and self-created needs. Need for food and water, for love and for something to thrust our privates against. All are baits. And all we have to do is to relish the juicy taste of the bait, till we are hunted.

Moonchild the sailor dogfish

The yellow submarine silently explores the vast green sea. The captain looks through the periscope for the slightest hint of the island of strawberry fields, where japanese school girls pick strawberries in their straw baskets.

The sailors are donating the atoms in their cells to the reactor and the submarine goes on.

The underwater kingdom of mermen and mermaids look in awe at the yellow alien spaceship as the yellow submarine moves on in its quest.

The purple dogfish is looking at the orange goldfish with thousand eyes. Dogfish loves the goldfish. Dogfish's name is Moonchild, and goldfish is called Rainbow.

Moonchild's love for Rainbow is not known to all; not even the sweet Rainbow. He wants to buy her glasses with thousand lenses so that she can see the world as he sees it. But all true love stories are tragedies, and Moonchild has been in love more than ten times, and knows that Rainbow's body is of no use to him(as it is full of eyes all over, and it freaks him out), and he can never win her heart( because she hasn't any).

As the submarine passes the abode of Moonchild, he quietly hops in and wears a sailors cap. He goes to the coffee machine, drinks the kaapichino, and salutes the captain. The captain is happy to see Moonchild.

Finally they see the island. And once the submarine anchors there, the crew pluck a lot of strawberries and pop a lot of Japanese cherries. Later, on the beach, on a breezy moonlit night with sailors all inebriated and gleeful, Moonchild is placed on a fire with a strawberry stuffed in his mouth. He looks at the sailors drooling at something but he was feeling too hot to guess what's cooking in crew's mind.