The Puppet

" In a wet and foggy window, once a young girl used to stare on it. Her marbolic gloaming eyes reflects on it as what she saw was full of sorrow and dim as nightfall - while her pointed nose reminds me Pinocchio - her cheeks so pale and her face so roundish as apple.And she suddenly speak and say , "Grandpa, did the puppet can stand by their own ?."

A white beard man suddenly smile and reply, " All puppets create in many reason as how they destined to entertained someone else. Destined to craft and designed based on their role - a role depends on what will be their stage play. Designed it in many ways- as conceptualizing and planning it's structure - weaving it's hair, sculpturing it's body, fabricating it's dress. Putting a bluish button to have rights to view; sewing a triangle shape as it's nose so they have rights to smell; the same way of sewing a broken curve lines to have rights to speak."

The young ones just breath so deeply portray that she's been more confused and disappointed- she just keep quiet and stare at the window. Her pale eyes and dry lips portray her emotion like she's thinking to deeply. And her Grandfather look at her and tell her, " A puppet are special as it is creation of God."

" But Grandpa, how can you tell that a puppet have rights to anything - as having an artificial 5 senses to sense everything? Destined to entertained some else? Destined for many reasons? And act on the stage play ? How latent this can be ? How cruel the world it is? As for many reasons, can they speak in a broken curve line mouth ? can they see in the use of buttons? can they smell in just a few thread sew in their face ? ," the young girl asked so desperately .

" Hmm... look at this . A sun kissed hair with an oceanic button eye and pinkish broken curve lines lips who smile at me with brownish woody body suit a Victorian dress. How lovely this can be ! My point is ...this puppet is just like us . Having rights to live and witness what world it is -but sometimes even we have those gifts but we can't deal with it- cause we are just a puppet - just being a coward and just go to the flow of life. It might be fair or not. Be benefited or betray. Servicing other people ; entertaining other people; chasing other people who doesn't care for you. But, we need to survive, and that is the paradox of life. "

Instead , the young ones relief what she heard - but it makes her emotions burst, and trigger what she believes. Her eyes reflects the despairs and shock from her lips. Her feeling just worsen and worsen like it nearer to explode. She wants to argue with her grandpa - to make right what must to clarify about the reality . But , she understand what is the truth between latent function of society.

" It's unfair ...."

The young ones reply which is so anguish with pain. And she can't even look to her grandpa hence of her disappointment. Meanwhile , the grandpa just smile and said, " Maybe it is just ... a matter of time. And I hope one day, New Generation is a New Society. "

" Sometimes, realization is the best medicine to understand what is reality," he added.

His grand daughter looks so gloomy as the sky like she’s losing her hope about her surrounding. The raindrop starting to fall like her tear nearer to drip. Staring the raindrops makes her sang so sweet but anguish…

“ Rain rain go away come again another day, little puppet once to play. Rain rain go away. “

“ Does it makes you really upset?, ” the old folk asked with a smuggling face then laugh.

“ Grandpa!, I ‘m not joking! I hate that kind of…”

“ My beautiful granddaughter, come hear. I show you something.”

The young one come slowly while wiping her nosy noise. She sat down on his grandpa’s lap. And asked “, Grandpa , what is the thing I can’t understand?.”

His grandpa show to her a small improvise stage with a reddish curtain like it is used in Theatre. He grab his three hand made puppets.

“ Do you want to hear some short story?, “ he asked with persuasive tone. The young one just stoop as she agrees.

Once the long reddish curtain separated apart, the grandpa starts to speak with an expression as he always does. Then, characters starts to walk forward on the stage like a puppet's eye- just awoken at the beginning of time in that world. Express their dictated emotion to give a first impression to the audience. These feelings paint in their face include being happy, sad, frustrated, angry, and so on. But, the good thing is each expression reach other's feeling. The feelings of both parties between the characters and audience are mutual.

“But, I wonder if each character's ego still there? I wonder how they change their mood , feelings and thought in just a second. I wonder if their personality is truth even behind the scene, ” asked by the peculiar young one.

The grandpa didn't talk and warn her to zip her mouth, and just focus on the puppet show. The Grandfather narrates,

“ This is the Narrator and she says this story entitled as The Stage Play. All of their faces are gone, she guess, it is because they act that doesn't base on whom they really are. Sometimes, the flow of the story makes their life more sorrow. Sometimes, they can't achieve what they really want and act as who they really are. Maybe because it is their decision, to accept their role in the story even though they are just an extra or antagonist. As the time passes by, behind the shadow, they realize they are not the only one in this world. They can't live just in their own. But, even they have a concise to remove their mask, but when they look on the mirror they still don't have faces.

The Narrator wonder how they capable to cry while in the scenes, but behind their shadows they can't determine what emotion they feel? Mask #1 , Mask #2 , and Mask# 3 Mask for happy, Mask for despair, and Mask for angry Mask for protagonist, Mask for Antagonist , Mask for an Extra For them, it's a good thing to know the truth- but the more conscious they are in reality - more pain they feel.

I guess, this is what the pain is really like ? It starts to be more conscious and conscious and conscious. The madness, faceless, and envies to each other. At first, all of them envy for protagonist but the truth is they are all the same. Prison of their own character. Prison of their own belief . Prison of their arrogance.

Character # 1 starts to asked so sincere", Can we change our fate ? ."

Character # 2 replied with disappointment ", I don't think so ..."

Their heart beat and dripping of sweat synchronized on the foot step that coming nearer and nearer to them. And , The Narrator suddenly speak with calm and sincere tone, “Maybe controlling our fate is not the best option. But go with flow with it, makes us realize how beautiful this stage it is. Maybe someday, this stage might change as how the every story we been acted - evolve and evolve - as how we change also our personalities. Maybe all of us been arrogant or conscious in this stage but both of those words are gifts. "

" Why ? Being arrogant and conscious in ourselves are blessing or gift, , " asked by Character #1 with a smug face. Character #2 and Character # 3 suddenly chuckle, then, cough with a serious face.

The Narrator remove her mask and said ", Sometimes, being arrogant lessen our pain as we didn't know how painful was knowing the truth. The same with being conscious, being knowledgeable makes us strong and brave as we can make the wrong thing right even though it is hurt to understand. In short, don't mind the toxic things and just go with the flow. "

Then, Character # 3 claim that ," Once I remember my line it states that Lord has a better plan for you. A plan to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. "

-Jeremiah 29:11

After that, all of them have faces to show. The birth of hope suddenly rise up. The calm and hopeful aura reign behind that stage.”

The white beard man stop and told to her grand daughter ”, I also used to be an immature child just like you, curious what is everything, but when I reach adulthood, I accept the reality. Now, does the short story makes you realize something?”

The old man asked and smile. His peculiar granddaughter looks like she satisfied what she heard and reply ”, Learn to accept the reality, be patient to have a deep understanding, and just go with the flow because life is a gift.”