Joke

As a child I knew a childless couple living nearby. The lady was hardly ever outdoor and forever saving herself from contaminated diseased world outside. If ever, say a postman knocked at her door, after he had gone, she would wash the door and floor outside.

She is not rare and many share her hyper sensitivity. At my home there are about 50 images and statues of gods and goddesses - some are having multiple limbs, some have animal faces, and some are dead or living beings. We also have some from Catholic and other religion . Christ Mary and many catholic saints. Many sculpted Buddhas are resident in my showcases. All are there to run my household to keep my spouse's hypersensitive senses in order. However she burst into at least 10 times hour long dialogue everyday since I am immune and insensitive. Her gods sleep eat and drink. During awake time they are lit with 15 lamps. They are woken up by the 3 times by blowing conch shell. They wake me up too. She has her separate kitchen food dress and colors for her Divinities. Often she fires at me since I do not remember their tastes and preference. She does not stop there but calls local priests to pray for security at her home!

  

I am told women lose some of their sensitivity after child birth. I believe it is ever in the rise and I am not worried. They are good omen for me. I became aware of my sensitivity after my marriage for them as well as for the rest of the world.

This story is by Chinmayanada. 

Well dressed every evening, a young man stands next to a lamp post watched the passing girls. He grew fond of a particular one from the neighborhood. He approached his broad-minded elder for proper introduction to her.

Uncle said, "your choice is great. However you should keep a spoon in your pocket always. She has epilepsy and becomes unconscious off and on, lest she does bite her tongue".

Next day the young was not seen standing near the lamp post.

His sensitivity was cured.

I am incurable of my sensitivity. I contain the entire world inside me and not outside. I cannot get rid of it. Further, on daily basis I read news. My world is modern and my vision is broader and my  sensitivity is forever in the increase. I have my hair raising daily experiences from my readings.

Gone are those days when I had only HIV and leprosy to fight against. I have now Ebola Nepah ISIS Taliban Uber Taxi driver etc. to defend against .... 

However they do no longer live outside but they are permanent resident in me.

In order to be at home with my expanding world inside me, I have spare space for their unrestricted continuous expansion at the expense of me.

Brihadaranyaka. I enjoy watching Ever Expanding Natural Spread of Wilderness in my absence or without my interference.

I have an ever growing incurable cancer in my stomach many billion years old! Today's suffering is the result of my friend Cecilia's absence. She has not come because of Joya's dislike for her. She dislikes whomever I like - my mother, Chandra ... There is no medicine to relieve my pain.

Must I not forget all no preference including unforgettable? My home made concoction for malignant cancer that works.