1. WHO CARES
Who cares whether I slept on a furry quilt of satin or a blanket of acridly pointed
thorns,
Who cares whether I ate in plates coated with scintillating silver or didn’t consume
food at all,
Who cares whether I used perfumed soap to scrub my persona or bathed in water
leaking abundantly from the gutters,
Who cares whether I wore linen suits blended with rich denim or was wandering in
unscrupulous rags on the chilly streets,
Who cares whether I studied diligently browsing trough complicated literature or
gallivanted through the country farm,
Who cares whether I took medicine in high fever or gulped sips of red wine to go off
to sleep,
Who cares whether I played with ornately embellished soft toys or contented myself
molding incongruous shapes in disdainful clay,
Who cares whether I traversed the streets in luxury sedans or spent marathon hours
to reach my destination barefoot,
Who cares whether I deciphered mind boggling puzzles or smoked cigarettes
incessantly on the house terrace,
Who cares whether I bought fresh fruits from the market or plucked them
surreptitiously from the orchard tree,
Who cares whether I flew in the grandiloquent aircraft or swam across choppy waves
of the ocean to witness the world,
Who cares whether I behaved somberly in front of my elders or barked a volley of
abashing expletives at the same,
Who cares whether I clambered up stairs leading to the sacrosanct church or whiled
away the whole of the day gambling for money,
Who cares whether I spent the afternoon relishing the cool air of the airconditioner
or perspired like a bull under the sweltering sun,
2. Who cares whether I celebrated several festivals or feasted on intoxicating beer every
night,
Who cares whether I trimmed my moustache scrupulously every day or let my beard
grow the way it wanted; taking random roots,
Who cares whether I lead my life doing benevolent deeds or spent the remaining part
of it in despicable jail,
Who cares whether I mixed in the high society or had a group of dreaded gangsters
as my roommates and friends,
Who cares whether I had blissful dreams in the night or woke up with petrified jerks
every ten minutes,
My parents had left when I was an innocuous kid; the treacherous tyranny of a car
crash rendering them dead,
And the adulterated society in which I existed today had unanimously christened me
an orphan,
Made me wholesomely numb to the spirit of love; made me forget the essence of the
word care.
