Occasionally True Stories

Occasionally True Stories

The Story of Mulberry

This is us – in the first photo, overwhelmed with love.

In the second photo – only me, this time alone.

It would be nice if the first picture was the second and the second one was the first, but what can we do? That’s what happened… that’s how our story went, as you can see on the photos.

At first, we were together, then she left. So, just like that, for no good reason she just ghosted me. for nothing, for absolutely nothing. What strange creatures these women are…

And do you know what’s the most interesting part? her last words. And don’t you wonder what she  told me? she told me I’m immature and sour. Can you believe that? it turns out I am immature and sour, while all the silkworms cluster on my leaves, just like bees around honey. Imagine how many are they and how much they eat… they are non-stop day and night. Do you think I’m joking? Not at all… it’s exactly as I’m telling you.

What happened to us is only their fault, they ate my most beautiful part, which enhanced my charm. Who would have wanted me naked, with nothing on? So, she just up and left me, it seems she found someone who still has leaves despite these greedy silkworms.

I can’t wait the moment when I will be lucky enough to see them turn into pupa and leave me alone!

Authors: Tea Bochorishvili and Diana Markarashvili