Wise Crack

Imagine being on the edge of dehydration while a crane starts a philosophy podcast and the only way to get water is to become the comments section’s smartest person.

The wise lesson, therefore, remains as sharp as ever. One must never place blind trust in power merely because power once spoke kindly. One must never imitate the actions of the cunning without understanding the conditions that protect them. One must never volunteer for sacrifice in a room full of professionals. And above all, one must remember that in times of crisis, promises made in comfort are often revised by evolving situations.

Savitri calmly informed them that a choice made once is made forever. She had chosen Satyavan. One does not, apparently, exchange husbands the way one changes shawls simply because death has become overinvolved in the planning. And that was that.

Damayanti, daughter of Bhima, king of Vidarbha, was equally celebrated — graceful, luminous, noble, and so astonishingly beautiful that language itself must have developed lower-back pain carrying the descriptions.

This story survives beautifully in modern life because the crane never really died. He simply changed industries.

There stood, in the middle of a vast forest, a magnificent banyan tree — the

Bachelorhood is God’s way of showing what Eden might have looked like if Adam had discovered beer, instant noodles, and broadband. It is innocence, yes, but the kind of innocence that leaves pizza boxes under the bed and calls it “storage optimization.”