Wednesday, September 22, 2004

And then He created Woman

By Sunandha R

When he had finished creating the man, the Creator realized that he had used up all the concrete elements. There was nothing solid, nothing compactor hard left over to create the woman. After thinking for a long time, the Creator took
the roundness of the moon,
the flexibility of a clinging vine and the trembling of grass.
The slenderness of a reed and blossoming of flowers.
The lightness of leaves and the serenity of rays on sunshine.
The tears of clouds and the instability of the wind.
The fearfulness of a rabbit and the vanity of a peacock.
The softness of a bird’s breast and the hardness of a diamond.
The sweetness of honey and the cruelty of a tiger.
The burning of fire and the coldness of snow.
The talkativeness of a magpie and the singing of a nightingale.
Mixing all these non-solid elements together,
the Creator created the woman and gave her to man.

After one week, the man came back and said: “Lord, the creature that you have given me makes my life unhappy. She talks without ceasing and torments me intolerably so that I have no rest. She insists that I pay attention to her all the time and so my hours are wasted. She cries about every little thing and leads an idle life. I have come to give her back to you, because I can’t live with her”. The Creator said: “All right”, and took her back.

After a week had passed the man came back to the Creator and said: “Lord, my life is so empty since I gave that creature back to you. I always think of her- how she danced and sang, how she looked at me out of the corner of her eye, how she spoke with me and then snuggled close to me. She was so beautiful to look at and so soft to touch. I liked so much to hear her laugh. Please give her back to me.”
The Creator said: “All right”, and he gave her back.

But three days later the man came back again and said: “Lord, I don’t know, I just can’t explain it, but after all my experience with this creature, I’ve come to the conclusion that she causes me more trouble than pleasure. I pray thee, take her back again. I can’t live with her”. The Creator replied: “You can’t live without her either. And He turned his back to the man and continued his work”.

The man said in desperation: What shall I do? I can’t live with her and I can’t live without her!


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