Blind Sharing

Blind Sharing
By Plonk

Sometimes it is easier to share our problems with stranger. I mean, the positive point of this type of sharing is that he/ she doesn't know my social background and I don't know theirs, so it could make a comfort situation especially for me and him/ her.

This story occurred a couple years ago when I was 20 years old, I was sitting in one of Brawijaya's gardens, I was licking my ice cream and didn't have any idea how and why I ended up there. After a while, there was a guy sitting next to me, I didn't have any idea when he showed up there. Then he broke the silence, he spoke to me asking my name and where I live and etc. So, I asked him back, the same questions he asked me. From that super massive interview I knew that he was 24 years old and a male and a job's seeker, not a fresh graduate. I asked him what brought him there, he told me his problems. 

I realized that his problems were so complicated, I mean he was the second child of three children of his parents and never got the same love as his two siblings got from his parents, he showed me a photo of him and his two siblings and I found out that he was the ugliest one, seriously he was the ugliest. His parents also never supported his plan. I asked him what his plan and I could assume his plan was a brilliant plan, still I never know why his parents didn't like it. 

Then he told me that he got a new plan, I was stunning when he was explaining the plan. I told him that I loved his plan and his parents would love it too. But he said that he wasn't gonna tell his parents because it was for his sake not for his parents' sake. I asked him whether he need my help or not, he said no. 

In the end, he told me that he was doubt in his plan. At this point, this is my job as a human, to support the others great plan. So yeah, I morally supported him in doing his plan and made him sure that his parents would be proud of him, and his plan of course. Then, he thanked me for giving him support and went home.

Turned out, I was alone, again, in this garden and found out it was 15:00 o'clock. I guessed it was time to go home. I hoped his corpse would be found easily.

Plonk

17 February 2016

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