i have to laugh

I wrote this post 2 days BEFORE the half eaten monkey story of today so.... i guess the monkeys got their due.

I have to laugh. The top step of the stairs up to my rooftop is about.... oh.... just a half an inch higher than all the rest. Which you wouldn’t think is much, but as you are stepping, stepping along, you know, your body is unconsciously calibrating the length of each stride to make the step and..... it never fails, i always trip on that last step. Every single time. I couldn’t figure out why until i really examined these steps and realized that that last one is just that half inch higher and so it trips me every time. Pretty funny.

Life is constantly playing tricks on us. Testing our sense of humour.
This morning as i stood on a balcony down in the Ram Jhula area having breakfast, an area notorious for its mischeivious monkey population (we don’t have a monkey problem here in Tapovan, my neighbourhood), anyways, as i stood there watching the goings on on the street below, here comes this monkey, one of the bad ones with the red bums and short tails, not the cool langor monkey but the other ones, the brown ones, with mean faces, well, here he comes and he’s going straight for the banana cart. I can see this from birds eye view up on the balcony, waaaay before the humans’ view from the ground, but when they see him coming, boy they start to holler and shout, to alert the banana salesman to look out. The monkey is too fast. He leaps, he grabs and in one bounce, rebounds off another mans cart of trinkets and souvenirs, landing himself out of harms way on the roof. Treasure in hand, he sits in the shade and slowly savours his stolen banana.

Back on the ground, i watch the reactions. At first anger by all, then a softening, then slow laughter begins to form. What can you do? One man is down a banana, another man a couple of broken trinkets. The humans are all laughing on the ground now. That they were duped. The monkey trickster.
What is there to do but laugh? Life is one big joke that we all take waaaay too seriously.

"Yes, but, what about this?" "This is serious." "THIS is seriously serious." "Or that? Now THAT is surely serious."

Is it? Really?
Not to sound morbid but we all die in the end anyway. Know what I mean?
All of life is one grand joke.