The Salad

There are exotics ones which are seasonal.

There are common ones that are affordable.

There are sweet ones loved by many.

There are sour ones with essential qualities hated by many.

There are processed ones that are packed for easy access.

There are cataloged ones that combat hunger.

There is a grace in their quantity by living the luxury lifestyle.

There is elegance as they ripen with time,

Where the bargain happens for their dignity.

Their hidden personality, for

Being palatable, as the apprehension of being

Left out is enormous than being lifeless.

Each and every facet has a value, no one

Knows who embedded the complex genes within the seed.

To make a colorful salad, with nutritious value.

They are at every nook and corner, 

Where we remain gentle in the inflated corporate chain and

Bargain the impoverished battling for vitality.

Don't care for what others need!

Don't care about being rejected!

Don't care about getting expired!

Don't care about being left alone!

Don't lose yourself for securing of love.

As love is not about shaping oneself for the need of others

The love is all about nourishing by the seeds.

Every fruit deserves a place in this plate,

Germinate to form a strong forest by being part of diversity

By accepting and nourishing each one like mother nature.

Do accept, preserve and reveal your individuality

To make the salad of life complete.

You are more than fruit!

Speak out for your privileges irrespective of what defined you by birth

As you belong with the same rights In the world of salad as the others by

Processing individuality.