Waiting for my girl friend, I sat on a bench in the park. Couples there were not just brought beauty to the park; they also comforted me: they created a lovely atmosphere. 'Everyone are just like me' this thought is impressive. 'My life is for you' I heard from behind. It moved me but was not supposed to meant me and moreover it is a male voice and I am confident that I, a complete man, if my sexual orientation is considered. My perception which I call Mr.P, which always takes the next seat to me started its job "how come he thinks of me as a fool?" "Why don't you consider his emotion?" I questioned it. "Emotion is an easily available weapon to cheat people to destroy" Mr. P replied seriously with a philosophic tone. Our discussion is about the dream boy proposing his lover which was felt odd by my perception Mr. P. Mr. P, I stand it for Plato, a philosopher whose philosophy is against romantic and unreal things and was very realist like Mr. P. "How come he have no hormones to respond to romance." I thought. I felt to see that guy who said those words. and I turned back. What I saw there was the picture that you see, that girl already got impressed to him and they are in neck deep love. I turned to the original position and again towards Mr. P, who struck deeply in the ocean of thoughts. I need to get rid of him now. I am supposed to meet my girl friend. If I don't disturb him then he don't mind this world and me
......to be continue
