Saturday night
and writing about how people in this world (or particularly in my life) wearing
a mask is certainly not something I would like to do. But some occasion on this what-I-thought-would-be-a-lovely-night
forces me to do it.
Have you ever
realized that every single person in this world is wearing a mask? It’s not
because someone ask them to wear it, it’s because they choose to. Ironically,
those people who are wearing masks are still talking about other people who are
also wears them, or sadly talking about people who are trying to be real, people
that are trying to takes off their mask. Isn’t it a misery circle? I mean,
what’s that all about?
I’m not going to
say I’m an angel or something. I’m one of those people who wear mask and still
talking about other people, but as what the legendary John Lennon said in what
of his amazing song “Imagine”, BUT I’M
NOT THE ONLY ONE. Yes, I’m not the only one. Unfortunately I’m already
trapped in this hell and if I’m trying to get out then i would be one sweet
prey for them to talk about later.
But still, I’m
willing to get off of their circle. At least I intend to.
Anyway I just want to say to those kinds of people,
please stop minding other business. Let other choose what they want to because
it’s not your business. Is it wrong if they want to do something for their own
happiness? If it is wrong and you’re not happy about that then it is YOUR
PROBLEM! Please take care of yourself as the unhappy person first. Stop saying
bad things to people. Stop corners or reprimand people who already face a lot
of bad things in their life. Stop teaching life lessons to people who face
death of their family for consecutive years. Just stop. They don’t need extra
bitter pill
to drink. They don’t need extra burden to think of before they’re going to
sleep. They already have that. Though they seem alright, they always miss their
late husband and children. Though they seem alright, the pain will always stay
with them. In their heart and in their mind. So unless you want to make them go
crazy, please stop. I beg you. Don’t hurt people anymore. Don’t hurt my family.
I stay with them. I’m the one who knows them. I know when they’re awake in the
middle of the night thinking about the extra burden you gave to them. I only
have three of them left now. So please, don’t make me lose one of them again.