Enmity is a fair play
Courtship is a gamble
Believe it or not, it’s not Ripley’s, but, Reality’s.
We need foes more, since we take mistakes granted
We need critics more, lest arrogance gets into our heads
We need them as much, as we need friends.
The best of us comes out of their vendetta,
The finest we can hone, ourselves in turn;
As predator, if one tries for a kill, an anti-climax awaits for him;
It’s the Lion’s pride, that makes Stags bond
It’s the reptile’s mute, that makes insects fly;
Queerly, it’s the opposites, that scripted history into a page-turner
Like Raavan’s avatar, Godse’s gun shot,
Shakuni’s sleight and Judas plot;
For the best, follow The Bible’s maxim “Love thy enemy”
Or with a jeering mirror smile, be thine own enemy
So pals,
If you keep alter egos close
Keep thy enemy, like ego, closer.
