an unripe mango,
a piece of rock,
an expensive diamond,
and a lawyer with a kind heart.
An unripe mango. I was hurriedly
running after somebody. I was heading towards the corner of the
street, almost ready to turn right, but I accidentally bumped into
somebody. I asked for an apology, not even minding who that person
was. My attention was caught by this very huge tree. The tree bore
bountiful, bright yellow, heart-shaped mangoes. But what caught my
attention even more was this single, light green, still heart-shaped
mango. Judging from its looks, it was still unripe. I was amazed how
it stood up among those ripe mangoes. It was unique, definitely. I
could not resist to pick it. As fast as my mouth was salivating, I
peeled the mango then excitedly took a bite. It tasted sour, very
sour. I spit it out to the ground. My fault – I guess it was just
not ready to be picked from the tree yet.
A piece of rock. As I turned my face to
the ground, I saw a piece of rock. It was not too big nor was it too
small. Unlike any other rock, it was white – as if it was never
been soiled. I touched it, then knocked on it. I decided to kick it a
little, then kicked it a little harder, then even harder. But it did
not move nor show any cracks. It was really hard. And it was as numb
as you could ever imagine.
An expensive diamond. My attention was
diverted again. I noticed that the person I bumped into earlier was
still there, standing, observing my every actions. But before I
finally glanced at that person's face, I noticed that that person was
wearing an authentic diamond ring. I could not help to stare at it for a
couple of seconds. It was glistening so brightly. But just like any
other brightness, it brought pain to my eyes, tears almost fell down,
but luckily I was able to hold it in.
A lawyer with a kind heart. I
immediately looked away from the diamond ring. It was too much for my
eyes to handle already. Then I heard somebody asked if I was okay. It
was the person I bumped into earlier. I pretentiously said that I was
okay and that I can still handle the burning pain in my eyes. The
person asked for an apology, but I said that it was not necessary.
The person was actually kind and understanding, although it was
really my fault in the first place. We chatted for a while, then
parted ways right after without any formal goodbyes. Then as I
continued walking, I remembered that the person mentioned about being
a lawyer. “But lawyers are great liars,” I sadly pondered.
Nevertheless, I was still hoping that that person I bumped into
earlier was different from all the lawyers I had known out there.
Until our paths meet again.
lawyers are.. hmp
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