The 'cashewian moment'

The anticipated, concern-loaded 'Why?!'

Why don't you go to Church?
Why do you comb your hair that way?
Why do you waste money buying handicrafts?
Why do you wear T-shirts?
Why do you laugh aloud?

If everybody lives by the same values and principles, I am afraid life will turn dull and drab, and will rot and stink

You can go to Church and come back holy and blessed
I can paint a canvas and turn my Sundays as bright and lovely as yours
I never ask you " Why do you go to Church?"

These are my choices and I'm happy this way
Live and let live!