CAPITALIST NATURE & THE CAPITALIST CLOUD

CAPITALIST NATURE & THE CAPITALIST CLOUD There exist three classes in the society. They all react differently to the clouds. When it was hot and sun was sharp, Poor worked under sun, sweating as if he bathed. He sometime drank water, to pour fuel to the stove, he burnt in his abdomen. God cursed him with poverty, and he slept beneath the sky. As if sky is his roof stitched with the stars. We adore sun as God, He punishes the poor, and burns his skin. For rich he arranged sun bath. But when the cloud roared, and it was about to rain. Poor got scared, increased was his pain. His roof is made of bushes, his walls are made of soil. And if it rained heavily, his house is bound to die. There exists another class. Went to the office, in the overloaded bus. Worked till evening, in the break had lunch. He works under roof, and has an umbrella which makes him waterproof. He lives in rented flat and sleeps under fan. He feared dengue, so used mosquito repellent. But when the cloud comes, he is happy he has got fun. Temperature will go down, and his fan will beat the Sun. But when he recall he has to return, he curses the rain, disappears the fun. He remembers the way, his mind got load, the marshy way, and the submerged road. And at the last comes the elite class. He wakes up late, when recalls he has a date. The coffee is poured, and the breakfast waits. He goes for shopping in the BMW. And he goes for the date in the Mercedes-Benz. He goes to a five star, when its time for his lunch. He goes for shopping to buy for his date. Late in the evening he goes to the club, have some fun and then goes to the Pub. When the cloud comes and it started to rain, He has nothing to lose and nothing to gain. His driver drives the car, and takes him from the bar. The music is cool and the Ac is full. He goes to his home orders the dinner, watches the TV and acts like a winner. Sleeps in the blanket in winter and in summers. Neither sun heats him nor rain wets him. He enjoys rain and controls temperature. He is a rich man who masters the nature. Author-Aprajeeta Kumari