Irony of oneness!

The very first Haiku I conceived went by,
a frog leaped upon
a moth to eat, but sharing
unitary soul.
What it tells is despite having the same source, one is forced to subjugate or devour another to perpetuate oneself. Looking at the fragmented life, can it be conjectured that the essence is eventually the same? That's the irony, despite having the common essence, commonality isn't perceived in the world where we eke out a living.


  1. Nice, but who is bothered to know this in Corona kaal

    1. Haha, Jnana-Karma Sammuchai, however difficult, can still become a living reality.


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