Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

Can’t eat

Hmm, I say the humans have forgotten to eat without me. At least the people of the developed nations use me mandatory. Some say without me it is savage to eat in the house. Different cultures use very differently but there is one thing common in all i.e. they all use me. The first, dip in the food and they drown in the detergent and repeat again and again. That’s the daily routine of a spoon. The only thing that looks disappointing to me is the inability to taste food; I am only allowed to play with the food in the path from A to B or in other words plate to mouth. Depending on the person and the mood, I tend to behave. The person who pretends to be more and more serious about table manners, I tend to slip from his hand more and more and sometimes liberate the morsel of food and in the path of liberation, he tends to find his beautiful T-shirt or her gorgeous frock. I tend to spoil dresses because I am a fan of Bolsheviks and a disbeliever of the aristocracy. I don’t find the unnecessary use of mine while eating things like bread or chapatti. Some people are involved in making the manners a bit exaggerated in the name of civilization. I try my best to stop them in involving in such activities.

My body

My body can be divided into four parts namely the grip, the leg, the neck and the face. Of course, the grip part is usually optional it makes me civilized more and more. It is the leg that makes me easier to be used at the hands of humans, however, the grip is always praised and I just sit there and relax. The neck is the most terrible part my creator has designed. I have just no idea why the neck is so narrow. I mean he could have made it wide and thick so that it didn’t have to bend every time and become useless whenever somebody has the idea of opening the can with the help of a spoon. It scares the shit out of me and pisses me off when the people call him intelligent. He is not; he is just like you, a fool but of a greater significance.

Let’ have a look at the shape

Well, the shape has been somehow difficult to explain, but it can be explained as the result of the roller rolling on a ball of dough … Hmm, maybe it is not. But it is still difficult to explain how the things are. I guess the creator will be able to explain to the best of his terms.

The part time jobs

Yes, not only I am involved in eating but I am also used in some other jobs as well. You see, money rules the world. For getting extra income, I tend to involve in certain activities like the scratching of the back, opening of the coca cola, cleaning of the toenail, and some jobs at the “girly spots”. That’s not the end of the day; I also work in the acoustics department of the house or in other words the hunger productions of the house. The children strike two of us as we both can produce a hell lot of sound just to intimidate the mother that the child is hungry because crying doesn’t help anymore.

=s=