Piggy Always The Same

Piggy Always The Same

Piggy sat and looked happily at me. Her eyes were a bit deformed. She didn’t know this and so, wasn’t ashamed of her ugly appearance as a little child who isn’t ashamed without clothes.

They do not know about what is beautiful and ugly, good and evil, decent  and indecent. They don’t care whatever people think of them.  That’s it: They “do not know”, they’re unconscious of it. They’re happy, feeling not ashamed, awkward. That’s heaven.

On the contrary, when we grow up, we “do know” and that makes us unhappy. When we fail,  are not good looking, poor, without higher education, ... being conscious of it, we would become ashamed, unhappy.

If one is successful, rich, intelligent, beautiful, being conscious of it,  one is inclined to be arrogant, cold, haughty.  But happiness is a different thing.

Yet to me, I wouldn’t ever exchange Piggy with the most beautiful, smartest, faithful dog ever. A child grows up and isn’t “blo-on” –  can be fooled with eyes open - anymore but Piggy will always be the same, “blo-on”, delightful, sweet and always love me.

June 2011