Seriously, it took me more than a while to start this post. I had been struggling for the first word to make my first line and I decided to write it this way.
What is P? The letter after N and O, take away it and it forms NO. Non-ordinary? When I was younger, the word "gay" is nothing but a word to shame / to laugh / to joke on somebody. Use it when you see a soft-spoken boy or a girlie guy then laugh at him as loud as it will brings your lungs out and if he cries, shout to the world that he is a gay and get more people agree with you.
As I am getting more and more Ps in my life, today, I have a different perspective of Ps. They must not be really sissy, lady-like, soft like a girl and indeed they do look like a so called normal man but only with different interest. After all, they are just the people like us who known taxonomically as Homo sapiens, a latin word for wise man or knowing man. A man with behaviour and feelings.
Somehow, different P person in my life produces different kind of feelings to me. For instance, the three closest Ps around me. I appreciate the first P a lot because he clarifies so many things about Ps to me. He given me a clearer picture of Ps. He is the one who changed my definition of P. Besides thanking him, I am glad that he has the gut to tell me the real him, being a P and about his first love. In return, I feel happy for treating me as his real friend who he can share his personal life across the borderline. I really do feel happy to know that he had found his love for the first time even though it does not sound normal to some people but I can see the sweetness in him at that moment. I take this P as someone special in my life and I am ready to share all his secret moments when he needs an ear, the happy P.
About the second P, I could confirm him as a P based on the knowledge I got from that Happy P. I tried to indirectly letting him know that as his relative, I am accepting him as he is and I will be glad to meet with his the other half. Nevertheless, the gap between me and him is getting bigger. I think he is worried and sad after his brother yelling at him when he brought his the other half home. Would this is forever be the Unrevealed P in me?
Now, the last P that I would like to blog about, the P that I feel sad when I confirmed his secret ID. So far he is the only P that I do not wish to be real. I think there should be no rights or wrongs about being a P, or maybe it should. From different point of view, say in religion, is it a sin? It is against the law? I am not strong in any religion though I believe in Jesus so I do not know what is written in the bible. But I think I feel what God feels about Ps. On one hand I do not encourage P-ing like HE does because I am worrying about the negative comments, the sadness and the pressure when they are confronting the opponents; somehow on the other hand I do not want to ignore the feelings and condemn them like others because I respect the love and life they are fighting for. Back to the last P in me, the Sad P, whom I think he has had enough (P)ains and (P)ressures in his past life so I do not wish anymore more P for him.
Lastly, may God bless the Happy P, the Unrevealed P, the Sad P and all the Ps with true love and happiness in their lives.
