one is one who cares if anyone desires that bright-yellow force restraining itself by its sneaking for the old times sake , forget it and lets fret about that : if the earthquake wont tear up our fabric doors which we leave open by the virtue of our odd alienated moods ; and if it wont punch our flags which hunt the wind at our roofs ; and if it wont crunch our bones one by one in our graves that weve beautified ourselves for whole life ; and if it wont happen as major as expected and if it will be as weak as killing only few wretch people who deserved it or not ; i mean , if the earthquake will not destroy the friendship between my mirror and me in my room that is painted by eyelash ; so , why does the earthquake become a byword ?