Happily Destroyed

He was always full of philosophical questions.  I could have answered them all but I never did.  A query hanging in the air made him happy and that in turn made me happy.

After all, we are all after our own happiness.

One day he put forward his most favorite query. “What do we all want? ”

I hated this one because I knew what I wanted and there was no way I could get it. So this last time he said it, I made the fatal mistake of answering him.

“Every single one of us is looking for a desirable method to destroy ourselves”, said I. He was amazed. He had an answer, a key to his destruction. He left.

 

I was left alone to bathe in the glory of my destruction or salvation.

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