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By S.D. Sycther

As plain as orange

That day if the Chinese wouldn’t have bothered me, I would have been a tiny little pest and the taste would have been sour, sourer and the sourest. I have to admit that I am sour even now, but that is a thing of the distant past. I bet I can be sweeter than anything else in this world. I would have loved to be the apple just because the love it gets from the people out there but it is inferior to me. It is copious because humans have no sense of valuing. The law of necessitate and supply doesn’t necessarily come into the picture in case of nutrients. Those were the Chinese people who gave the proverb that an apple a day keeps the doctor of medicine away, what do you think the apple or Vitamin C? I can keep 5 and more doctors away if he can do one. But still people will be after that false fruit only. But one must be careful as one ought to give deep trouble to the people out there. I have to make it very sure that the ‘machines’ work really well.

It is so cool that I am greenish-orange in color and not yellow or red. I couldn’t win the “King of all fruits”. I don’t know why. That distorted fruit won it. It is not even smooth. May be because the seeds of mine were bitter to eat and his weren’t edible at all. Oh sorry! He has only one, I just forgot that. Or the judges were greedy, they have to be otherwise why would give him the title; a nasty fruit not even knows his boundaries. He wasn’t even eligible to take part in the competition. It was I who made the way for him to do so. Hmm, monogamous… I curse them; they must die of diabetes and never make a comeback. I had copyright issues with the government and had to do something to prevent it.

The nature told that my color was copied and not adapted from the sun. But those were different times and I had to live myself under the umbrella of lawyer. But after a lot of fights and disappointments, I have been able to survive the fights and now I am independent. Now, the people gave the color my name “O-Range”.

Eat me up and dry me out and then you shall keep me in the table of thoughts in your lavatory. Then feel how fresh it is and can target odor better than any odonil*. And after my skin dries out, flush it and I shall keep the drains clean.

There have been some wise people who make a dust out me and use them as a flavor instead of using it as a fruit at least they are better than those who use me for nothing and throw me at the end of the week.

Know what these days the people have been instrumental in giving their guests a me flavored drink, cause they have seen that it is better than the Coca Cola scam which plays with one’s body if not the soul. Thanks to USA again for making the world know that the world is a great place again if cold drinks are not there. But still, people are not eating oranges just because they feel that getting sick is easier than eating me. Orange juice is a matter of status, eating orange is ‘unsophisticated’ and ‘inhumane’. The savages do that, People must be very sure that the savages aren’t fools then, because they are the ones getting more and more nutrients and you are at the loss.

Hmm, there is one of my varieties that none shall prefer to eat. These humans call it poisons but the intellectuals call it nutritious. I have to know more about it in the recent years to come. But the thing is not being nutritious or not, the thing is … I know if bitter guard be reading this, he shall be amazed to know that he has a counterpart also which is not grown but still survives the lot.

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