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.