Order in the universe

Order in the universe is like an order placed in a restaurant. Two sol kadhi, one plate tisrya, one bombil fry, one bheja fry, one plate kheema with no mutter, four rotis, one patrani machi. Thanks.

The laws of sciences that govern, the maths behind it, the meaning of it all, the purpose of human life and life in pursuance of that purpose, the grass, the wind, the trees, the smiles, the sorrows, the solitude. That's my order.

Three baths, three exercise sessions, lemon tea instead of junk food, The loom of time and space works the most astonishing transformations of matter. My order.

Let the tisrya not know i am eating them, let the grass not know that i am walking on them and let not me know my purpose in life. My very existence is very much proof of purpose. I'm OK, I'm alright. hehe Order placed. Yo-gipra-sad. funny extensions, tragic endings. Wherever, whenever, We're meant to be together I'll be there and you'll be near And that's the deal my dear.