If there is one thing that we must not talk of as something very beautiful, it is the coming of the next generation. It is not beautiful. It is not auspicious. It is not something to be talked of with a smile. It is something to be talked off with an alarm.
Somebody gets pregnant—that’s not good news; that’s almost catastrophic, if you ask the rabbits and the lions. You know very well that if the forests are not there, then the rabbits and lions are not there. Then you too cannot be there.