You were passing by beautiful orchard filled with delicious mangoes.
Your eyes caught them.
Your feet couldn’t stop from going in that direction and your hands couldn’t resist plucking a few.
The tongue needed to taste them and then stomach becomes the inevitable beneficiary.
That’s when the owner of the orchard sees you and gives breaks your back with a nice beating.
The innocent back suffered for no fault of its and shed tears from the very eyes where it all began.