How to ( A guide to become Human)

โ€‹Ah! I found a manual today.
Hardbound it was kept 
On the counter of 
The measley cafe I own
Named ‘The earthly invasions’.
It is a simple building
With a blue ceiling where
The ceiling lights flicker
Off and on.
The floor, a mixture of numerous
Patches of colours green, blue 
and brown.

In this measly cafe 
Where living beings thrive
Drinking the ambrosial drop
That poured down.
Ah! On the counter the fat ugly book
Kept it’s provoking, accusing gaze
On each customer that stood
Erect on paws two with pride.
The book is a grimoire, 
A spell book of some sort,
That has spells and charms 
To make a frog into a prince 
And a queen into a couldron.

With perfect caution I turned the pages
That were rusty with abuse.
Flaxen prints of time had flourished
In the book untouched from ages.
I came to a guide
Where the ingredients 
were mentioned
With a detailed description 
For “how to become Human.”

First it said
Take a soul from the fire of hell.
For what good could you do
To the soul already pious in heaven.
The souls that have sinned
That have betrayed and broke trust
That have bullied and killed
Are more of a sensible choice
For this recipie. 
After the selection of soul
Lock it in jar
as you go searching for conscience 
In the labyrinth of crimes
Make sure to choose 
That is tainted, even if 
Only by a small mistake.
Now beware.
Do not add the conscience
To the soul in jar
Before furnishing it with
The nectar of kindness 
Which is impossible to find.
Also add a pinch of insanity
To the sane old conscience,
For what good is a mind
Without crazyness that nurtures 
A child in the elder form.
Now check again for mistakes
Before we go searching for passion
Because kindness and childlike wonder
Are hard to find.
Steal passion from autumn leaves
That have fallen on ground.
The crimson leaves burning
To pave a new path are
By strength bound.

Ah! So you found the soul
A heart full of passion.
Now move on to find
The numerous threads
That will make a human. 
So now search for longing
That you will find
In the purest form in homes
Of age old people
Watching the door for their children.
The heart needs hope,
The wrenching torment
That peeps when
No way is found.
So look for hope
Smothered with good will 
In the family of person
Breathing on his death bed.
Ah so found hope,
Cajole it in the heart
Before life tears it into pieces.

Now did you look for love
My dear dear witch or wizard.
Ah! You forgot I see,
Get along searching for 
The elixir that runs in the veins
Of life and death.
You will find it
In the intertwined hands
Of two soulmates 
That lie content breathing 
The same breath.

Did you take a teaspoon of joy?
If not then find it
In new born’s smile.
And also gather a little sorrow
For what is life without pain.
Now for flavour let’s savour
The simple threads 
That will bind the heart to the soul.
Find care for family
And intimacy for friends
Because a heart without
Warmth is a soul without heart.

Now that you have found
All the ingredients big or small.
Let us now put them together
To make the human we aspire.
The conscience with morality
Kindness and Insanity
Is fit into the soul. 
And heart filled with passion, 
Love, intimacy, care, hope 
Is bred into a charm.
And then installed with utmost
Delicacy into the soul 
Without harm.

So my Sweet pumpkins, 
My honey drops,
The witches and wizards
Welcome to My measley humble Cafe
“The Earthly Invasions”.
Where a grimoire lies
Waiting for you with
Precise instructions as to
“How to become Human”.

Akanksha Krishnatre

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