Metaphor and Shit

I was 16 and stupid when Shit, the novel by Shahnon Ahmad came out. The school literature component was stupidly non-existent and I stupidly didn’t really know what metaphor is.

Albeit being that stupid at that time, I read chapters of the book. It sounded gross and disturbing especially when you are not in the position to appreciate metaphors.

But now, after ten years came to pass. I find the metaphor amazing.

A shit, a turd. Amazing metaphor.

Imagine the excrement/shit, the nasty business you did. The nature which with all you might want to keep it not in the open.

The earnest ones will flush down, let the reeking smell come to pass for a while, put on some nice smelling liquid and go out. These are the good people, who think about the person next in line. The people who care to keep the dumping/shitting ground comfortable to other people.

The nasty ones will save the tissue, save the water, save the effort to flush. Will go out hastily, satisfied. Don’t give a damn.

Will the nasty ones survive unscratched? Do you want them to leave rich and glorious with the excrements/shit they left for some other people to clean the nasty mess?

I hope, really hope, that they will pay for the excrements/shit they left unattended. I may not be the one to spread their nastiness, but hope that there is a great power above to show that nasty tyrant with nasty excrement/shit the way.

God has mercy!

And may all understand what ‘metaphor’ is. And it is enough for me if all can appreciate the fact that I’m talking about someone not flushing the toilet literally.