Of Osmani biscuits and fate

There's just something about Osmani Biscuits that makes you feel pukey after you eat more than one. And there's something else, about my grandmother that makes her get these biscuits every few days. And there's something quite different, about me, which kills my resistance for these everytime they're in front of me.

I know that I will feel pukey after I eat them, but still my hand reaches out towards them of it's own volition, like it's got a mind of it's own (what would we do without cliches!). I just finished five of them and there are three more in that floral-patterned plate, looking mournfully up at me throught their fat, sandy-brown countenance like they're asking me what they did that they were left back there on the plate while their brethen were eaten.

All this made me think of fate. (Don't laugh. It's rude.) I mean, out of eight biscuits, five get eaten and three don't. Isn't it just like people? Think of ones who go "Why me?" or "Why her?" or "Why them? or "Why it?" or... Why other pronouns.

This makes me think about the saying that the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. I mean, just think of the biscuits. Five were eaten!!! Isn't that a worse fate than being there on the plate? But then when you think that the whole objective and sole aim of an Osmani biscuit is to be eaten, then it does seem kind of sad that three were left behind.

While I was typing this, a steady stream of red ants have walked into the plate and are enjoying the biscuits. So now the equation has changed. The three which are left are also being eaten, which means that they are fulfilling their purpose.

But eaten by ants? Is that as good as being eaten by a human? If you look at it from the point of view of it being the ant's entire dinner, but only a snack to me, then you might think that it's better to be eaten by an ant. But then being eaten by a human is just so much more a cause for pride than being eaten by a measly ant. What a conundrum!

Sigh... I've done it again. How do I think myself into these thoughts which cannot be resolved one way or another?

I'm wondering if the ants would feel pukey after eating them. Somehow, I think that would have a bearing on whether it's better to be eaten by a human or an ant, right?