Monday, October 17, 2011

Part - 5 - Prostitute’s Preaching on Negatives and Positives

(Continued.....)

“Dear my son,
Whatever with I try to convince you,
You will end up only in beliefs.

“Believing in something said by some one
You want to rest your head and be lazy.
You want to escape and evade the challenges.
The challenge of being open in open
With no, but all, directions from and towards you.

“And it is not your blame
To end up as a believer,
Closed and secure.

“To rest and be lazy is the final aim of any one.
As it is how God and perfection is.

“Dear my son,
Positive and negative
You are the one who decide and create the same
As you want them to be.”

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Dear Madom, meaning?

Dear my son,
Simple lines on your face in a particular way
Can make you to be frowning and negative
Creating in and around you
Negative energy of hatred and anger.

The same face with different lines
Can make you to be smiling, positive,
Creating in and around you positive energy
Of love and happiness.

“My son, everything is positive
Even if the things look to be negative
In your first sight.

“Dear my son,
There is nothing as absolute wrong or absolute bad.
Absolute is, what you call, God.
Things are depending on how you look at it
And what do you take from it.”

“Soil is soil only.
But mango tree takes out
The mango fruit from it.

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“Dear Madom,
For my better conviction
Can you give me an example?

“Dear my son,
Mud is mud. True. And you agree.
And you think it is negative to have or fall in

“So, any one with mud in his life is
An ill-fated one or is a failure with negativities.

“But, dear my son,
What would you say if mud is taken as fertilizer,
Will it be then dirt or an ill fate?

Is it not also, then,
Better and comfortable
To fall in mud
Than on heavy rocks?

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“Dear Madom,
I can understand.
How can it be a practical example
In human life?

Dear my son,
Then, I would better start from me
Than from any other hypothetic characters.

As you may know, I am a prostitute.

You also may know, as a prostitute,
What I am selling as a product.

It is me, myself.

You also may know, as a prostitute,
What am I selling in and from me.

To be frank and true
The worst and the ugliest part.

The part through which both urine and dirty blood flow.
The part in the neighborhood of dirtier part of the body.

If taken negatively and pessimistically,
It is a curse for any woman to have such an ugly part,
With only ugly things coming through it,
With no good shape or color or smell for it.

An ugly part in such an ugly area
Together with many other ugly and dirty aspects
From and around.

But, dear my son,
Taking positively and optimistically,
The same ugly part becomes the part
That makes me to be a woman,
Making it the main attraction in me,
Which I am able now to sell,
Without disposing, at the cost I want.

Dear my son,
Now, I look at it as my strength, than weakness.

And dear my son
One becomes positive and optimistic

Only when he is able to see in his weakness
The seed for his strength.

And when he is able to see difficulties
As the seeds for his chances.

Than taking the chances
As the seeds of difficulties.

Such strength, confidence and optimism
Is, my dear son, that which enables me
To live as a woman and a prostitute.

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Dear my son,
Every gentleman in this human world,
Through out the history,
Has paid such a very high price
From major part of his life
Just for this positive feeling
A woman has made for herself
About the very negative and ugly part of her body,
Being or pretending proud and confident,
Either by hiding it
Or by beautifying other parts of the body.

And dear my son,
What you call marriage is such a price paid by men.

Marriage is the price paid to the women
For her strength, confidence and optimism
Availed by positively looking at her negativities
And for making negative ugly things
As the most positive and precious part.
As the source of all strength

“Dear my son, as you may guess,
As a usual girl, I also had great aversion
Towards my ugly part.

Looking at it close, will give no one
Any good opinion.

But, later, looking differently,
It became that this very ugly part is
The centre point of all attractions, and
Of all the affairs and efforts in this world.

Unless made free,
The demand for the same
Will make the same negative, dirty and ugly part
To be the most positive and beautiful part.

So is, my dear son,
Any model or celebrity
Makes sure that you guarantee them
What they want of and from you
Just by hiding the negativities, the ugliness.

Dear my son,
So is, my dear son,
Any of such celebrities wearing
Any kind of exposing dress,
But ensuring neatly covering of the negative ugly part,
Giving a feel of something better hidden there,
And ensuring such part’s availability is not free.

In this way, dear my son,
They will make such ugly parts
To be the most beautiful and wanted ones.

Covering the ugliness with knowledge,
Making the same to be the seed for beauty
They make it to be source of their beauty,
And demand for them from others

Dear my son,
What else is there further needed
To increase your confidence and optimism
And to prove anything can be made to be positive
If you decide and want the same to be so?

Otherwise, what after all this life is,
Except for the attraction created by hiding
One’s or other’s ugliness and negativities
To give them thereby the name of
Positive and beauty?

(to be continued)

1 comment:

NizaM (Aboo ZiyaN) said...

Rational, exceptional, and appropriate perspectives, politics is like prostitution...... now where are the pimps??