The Mirth Of The Miscreants!

Belle, begotten of belladonna - the beauty you hold is as fleeting as mirage. You enchant men in the night, but as the morning rays of the Sun enter the room there is no proof of your being. You are such a minx, only that you get a little too violent in hammering our medulla oblongatas so we swirl and sink into swampy thoughts. Had you existed in the land of the living, we could have asked you to audition for Kill Bill. Oh wait. My mind is at work.

I have something to tell you. The word Kill Bill has triggered in me, a fabulous idea. I'm sure this would interest you. Why don't you become a hit-woman and cleanse our society! Well, I cannot officially hire you for two reasons - one it is mystically illegal; and two - what do I pay you in when our realities lie in different poles? I know you would voluntarily agree. Ah, look at how you smile! That sweet villainous smile. You truly are a charitable assassin!

There are three targets you would need to go after. Make sure you are in hiding throughout. Hover in the shades like you always do. Leave no clues. Use weapons of your choice - no restrictions on that. But get the job done. Kill them all. Do not worry about the repercussions on the ethics of our world and the related moral issues. You do not know how changeable they are! The so-called moral system of the world bends itself to save the affluent but gets harsher to indict the poor. So kill them. Kill them all. Slice the dagger right in. Let the cut go deep inside and let all the intestines gush out.

Lies.

Lust.

Greed.

Lies. The boyfriend lies about the other girl he dates spontaneously. The wife lies about the man she is with once the husband goes out for work. The employee lies to make the rights look wrong and the wrongs look right. He flatters to go up the pay grades. She spreads rumors to taint the others. The Pastor in the Church lies about his spiritual experiences. The Swamiji spins puranas out of lies - the lies that divided the ancient Indian Society. The Imam at the Madrasa lies to instigate war and activate terrorism. The US invades Iraq. The Libyan Spring. The language of the politicians. Everyone wears multiple masks and go on living lies.

Lust. Perversity is the new cool and provocative is fashion. Five-year-olds are molested. Old men sodomize little boys. Women are gang-raped. There is incest. Adultery is in the open. Flavor of rights is added to pornography. Lust is the dispense toolkit for stress. Saints and sinners, the powerful and the powerless - lust has infested all lives. Swami Nithyananda. Strauss Khan. Tarun Tejpal. Justice AK Ganguly. The list goes on and on. Popping out cleavages, hardening penises and wet under-garments. Such is the contemptibly pathetic state of affairs.

Greed. Yes, the greed that breeds materialism. Stirs disputes. Starts wars. Everyone wants to taste what's in others' plate. Jealousy intensifies. Egos shoot up. Wanting to own everything. Addiction to the smell of fame. Betrayals. Conspiracies. Scandals. Murders. New world theories emerge. China establishes its Air Defence Zone. Illegally takes control over Aksai Chin. Powerful countries sign discriminatory Nuke deals with developing ones like Iran and India.

So, 'who are the targets?', you might ask. Well, go up and read for yourself. In clarity, have I presented them to you. Do you still not get it? If I had so desperately wanted to kill men, I would have done that myself. Oh, now you get it. Yes, yes, I can see that from your frown. Your targets - my dear - are lies, lust and greed.

I know you would want to yell at me now and scare me with your foot-less dance. I can understand. Chill down. Yes, these are abstract things. But so are you. I thought you could easily spot them all and kill them one by one because the source of these three targets are present in your realm of reality and are in your close reach. Well, if you are not skillful enough to do it, get help from your dark lord Satan. Oh no, would he help you destroy his own designs which he has purposed to spoil the world? I'm quite affirmative that he wouldn't.

So what can we do now? Well, do you still not get why I have been writing this. You have no intelligence at all. Its pretty evident how you might have managed a landing into the arms of the devil. Hell yes you schmuck, go tell your lord that I have been mocking him so far. May all his forms and evil works burn with him in hell. Let love sprout on this earth. As far as I'm around - be it you, your lord, or his other lady companions - I would do my best fighting all the evils to establish love and hope. Yes, I'm at war with you and your dark lord. And I would breach your dark defence with ease. Because it only takes happiness that emanates from that priceless laughter of the pure in heart - to smother all your deadly plans.