My Crime


I secretly plucked this tiny mango from someone’s “own” Mango tree. After committing the crime I quitely escape from there without anyone noticing.

I could barely control the glee because what I had in my hand was the season’s first mango, and that too stolen!

The adrenaline had only begun to subside when I realized that there was in fact nothing criminal about that act. I mean, how can I feel guilty for plucking a mango from a tree that never agreed upon belonging to someone? The tree never said, I’m gonna generate O2 only for this person because I have feelings like “loyalty.” *Eyes rolling*

A tree is so much higher that this trivial way of thinking.

So selfish, we are, aren’t we?