Mitra das's blog
It's a difficult fragrance to describe.
Breathing is difficult as he gets closer, due to the gag reflex when the body senses something toxic.
It is 'rutting' season for goats.
Buckwheat is the dominant male of Mathura's herd.
To make himself attractive to the ladies he is urinating all over himself.
The smell is overpowering and I am grateful for the fence that keeps us apart.
He will either breed or fight with any animal that comes his way.
There is one thing on his mind.
If you won't provide that, you're competition and must be driven out. There is no middle ground.
When I was a kid we had a recording of children singing, " Let the sun shine in, face it with a grin, open up your heart and let the sun shine in."
"Sunshine is nice", I thought, "But if I open my heart, isn't that dangerous? Just a little cut and I need a band-aid. Cutting my heart open to let sunshine in will certainly kill me."
The song always bothered me because I thought it might be something I have to do when I grow up.
It sounded messy and painful, but all these kids were singing with happy voices. Something didn't seem right.