A retiring seasoned criminal’s blessing to his beloved grandson-aspiring to be a seasoned criminal like his father and grandfather,
“My dear grandson as you sit on the watermelon and I break this wild turkey egg on your head and the yolk flows on your cheeks like wisdom at the initiation ceremony for seasoned criminals, I wish your loot far exceed combined loot of mine and your father’s and even exceed your counting ability. May you slither like a king cobra before strike and may you stalk quietly and attack like a Siberian tiger and still be called a gentleman. May you always get chased by a police dog with the touch of arthritis.”
©Samina Iqbal. 2016.