On Holidays — Summary

I was looking through a recipe book trying to find out how to cook a fish. I started to wonder... what if a fish was looking up a good recipe on how to cook a man.

I left the kitchen and my feet brought me to the sea. I splashed into the world of fishes and forgot to eat; I felt no hunger at all.

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On a holiday, a speaker pages idly through a recipe book, trying to learn how to cook a fish. Then a playful thought arrives: what if a fish were doing the same—looking up “a good recipe / on how to cook a man”? That reversal pulls the speaker out of the kitchen. Almost without deciding, they walk to the sea and wade in. Once surrounded by the world of fishes, their ordinary human hunger disappears, and they don’t need to eat at all.

The mood is light, curious, and a little dreamlike. The speaker isn’t preaching; they simply let an idle idea carry them into empathy with another creature. The sea becomes a place where the usual roles of eater and eaten dissolve. Instead of taking a fish’s life for a meal, the speaker enters the fish’s element and feels full without food—calm, connected, and released from daily routine.

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