Arada

My cat gave birth. She came to me and asked me about being a mother. She said “Arada, what should I do with my kittens??? On one hand I want them to grow to become independent and self-reliant, thus I want them to exercise this independence now by sleeping alone. But on the other hand, I also want them to look after me in the future and also to think about their sisters/brothers in the world. I don’t want them to lose their identity - which is compromise and sharing rather than competition. I also want them to be rich and happy but not at the expense of others. My wish for them is to live a modest life caring for their community……. ” she then stopped talking and got lost in her thought. Suddenly, as if waking from her sleep, she said “you know what I have been watching them from the day they were born and I have never seen any kind of community feeling in them. I have never seen any form of catriotism in them. They only care about themselves and always want to satisfy their own needs. Can you believe it…they even want to have a child from the dog. If they continue like this our whole species will be extinct………this will happen over my dead body….i know what I have to do”. Immediately she left me and ate all her kittens.

There is this heavy iron ball and a feather. According to legend, Galileo let them fall from the tower of Pisa to check which one will reach the ground fast. His superior Aristotle has told him that it would be the iron ball since it is heavy. Aristotle knew the unfair nature of gravity, that it favors those with heavy weight.

But Galileo would not hear of this since he believed in a fair world. He was overjoyed when he found out that his hypothesis was indeed right and the two materials reached the ground at the same time. Then Galileo told us that gravity is impartial and to see this honest nature we have to either go to the moon or be in a vacuum. So my cat turned her head towards me and told me “Arada, if you truly want to see fair world full of these funny concepts of democracy, freedom, justice…… either go to the moon or sit in vacuum.”

Being in the middle of it all, I feel like I am in the middle of a landmine. I never know when it will blow. I see them always being cautious of each other waiting for one another. There have been explosions earlier but the aftermath was not severe (at least they are still alive). Maybe one day they will resolve their conflict and remove all the landmines from the places they buried. OR it will kill one of them. In either case I don’t want to be around to see the end of the fight between my cat and my dog.