Art of eating forbidden fruits

I came back from a journey into a fantastic world Of pleasure.

 

It is not physical.

 

There I  could break every physical and social rules.

 

I just wanted a break from being ME. 

 

It is amazing what kind of pressure of one’s soul faces when it has to be a husband, father and a success. You always have to excel. The last success  is not enough

 

My head is dull  now intoxicated by the forbidden fruit I ate.

 

I still feel like eating it but if I  continue now it will eat me.

 

The problem is not with the forbidden fruits but with man’s inability to quit at the peak time.

When he misses the point Of stoppage then he is like on a driver in  Car running at top speed heading towards a wall.

He should jump out but doesn’t as a result he crashes.

Then we blame the for bidder fruit. 

 

He should instead blame his inability to jump. 

 

This principle applies in life in so much exactness.  We can’t enjoy doing decent things.  We must go out of the way of normalancy or convention in order to enjoy.  But if we can’t get out of this act, at the right time, then it becomes a habit , then a vice.  Then you are finished. 

 

So as Gandhi said, we should taste everything is life.  But one must have the capacity to jump out of the car about to crash into the wall. 

 

Enjoy but within limits is not the right saying. 

 

Enjoy but make sure you jump out at the right time, is the correct saying.