People

assalamualaikum.

People. Who are they?

The queen? labour? Tsar? A student? A lazy student?

Or…. a robot who come with the soul?

Being a people is easy. Being a people is hard. Which one? Hard or easy? Easy or hard? Come on. Tell me. Which one.

No answer? Why? There must be an answer. But NO, they aren’t. Surprise? Or expected?

People say, life is bed of roses. People say, life is thorn of roses. What were people thinking actually? Bed of roses or it just a thorn?

O people. Who are you? Reveal yourself.

Reveal no. No reveal. Because we are like a gift. Wrapped ourselves in box, waiting for the right one to reveal what’s really inside.

O people, you’re mysterious.

Yes we are. No we aren’t.

How could you are and you aren’t. I’m confused.

Because we loved to be at different places at one time. 2 places at one time. Sometime 3, sometime 4. 5 are too much.

Is it possible, people?

Yes. We loved to be in 2 places at the same time.

But how, people?

When we’re in shower, we rehearsed our presentation.

When we’re taking breakfast, we read newspaper.

When we’re driving, we talk to our business partner.

When we’re agreeing with something outside, we are strongly disagree inside.

When we’re joking, we are actually have some message to be said.

When we’re looking at one, we are eventually thinking of another.

When we’re doing something, we’re actually lying to ourselves.

When our heart says yes, our brain says no. When our brain says yes, our heart says no.

When we’re in present time, we time travelled to the future, dreaming of uncertainty.

When we’re in the present time, we time travelled to the past, reminiscing the memory.

And,

Our feet touching the ground, our minds in the clouds.

2 places at 1 time.

O people, you’re weird.

No, we’re not.

Cause we’re people. And people is people.

And I’m the people.

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Guns don’t kill people. But people kill people.

 

ps: HAHA what am I writing?

pps: Don’t laugh.

Assalamualaikum