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Mithai shop or the Honey comb.

Beautiful piece by the RK Mission Mutt monk where he compared human minds to the fly hovering over the sweet displayed in the mithai shop and also to the bee going for only the honey gathered in the honey comb. The sweet shop invites flies that may sit on the sweets, then fly to the drain or sewer from where they may return to the sweet soiled, so on and so forth. The honeybees never go to the sewer. They have just the coveted honey that is just for them. Their odyssey is between the sweet smelling flowers blooming under a cheerful sun, to gather the nectar for their complex yet incredible honey comb that’s all.

Even though the swamiji used the simile to explain how a mature mind will stay in control than wandering from here to there, focused on higher goals in life, guess we may use the analogy for all of us especially women. I am still a Hindu, an Indian middle class nari who lives by the unwritten code of my conservative society. While I believe in equality of sexes, and women from my place have gone on to accomplish at global stage and mark our presence, I would still like to say, its always upto the women. Its for us to be the mithai shop sweet exposed and available for the dirty common fly or be the elusive honey that only the honey bee that does not feast on the sewer can have access to. Our mothers strictly belonged to the honey category. Values have started eroding from our generation. Our next is gone for a toss! Even for writing this piece I may be labeled a ‘sexist!’

Some of us women are not being rude or blunt. We don’t sell our soul that’s all.