Till There Was You: Not so Romantic Story!

AI Generated and curated by me

This is not an ordinary story of love. Just like before, it’s under the “King Pry-am (prying) protection program”. So here we are, creating the world building into another universe to inverse. And here she was, a young granny living in a highly appraised community. Skyscrapers, transportation hubs, and the futuristic holo spatial adverts (billboard) are quickly evolving to potential walkable smart city in the coming of age.

Let’s unfold the story, it is a bright morning where the sky smile its blue, the soft clouds of mist afloat while the sun is casting it’s happiest greeting below the rising city. The refracted light creating a prism on the lagoon, along with the crepe myrtle flowers and sakura leaves surfaced on it. The natural symmetry of the suspended skyscrapers reflecting above the horizon and on it’s below. Birds chirping around, the humming of the hover cars and maglev train surrounding the hyperscale city of high end technology. The lavender and mint’s essence filled the air.

In an open park with poplar trees, groves, and orchards; an obelisk of a silver humanoid droid at the heart of it — a symbol of supra intelligence and mecha’s almost completion. Here you can smell the smoke and aroma of hot cocoa coming from a young granny’s mug, as she’s having her breakfast. Being herself in her own sanctum. Supposedly not being affected by human and droid’s movements along the jogging path of the park, and of the expanse of the city.

She’s in her meditative state to start her day. While sipping the hot cocoa, and eating her meal on the picnic table there she heard from afar, a voice of an imposing nemesis! A little girl’s voice in a body of an adult — like combustion engine, you’ll imagine how this nemesis’s voice sounded like.

Like the Eye of Horus — this imposing nemesis could be the All Knowing Eye! Just like that, she commented without solicitation and respect that the granny’s nobody, no money and don’t earn any money at all.

The granny turned around, found no one but paused, because the granny’s determined where it came from. Her happy morning almost completed, till there was you! Look no other, and yes, it is you! She saw from a nearby façade! “Is it really funny about me and degrading me? Or is it about you and how your mind processed, and would like to frame things in your own understanding?” In her deep thoughts, she suddenly confronted the imposing nemesis. “Why waste time and energy to the one’s you’re not romantically invested? Why waste words when it is an inversion of love — hatred! Don’t you know, it only reveals your true character? Did nobody ever taught you back in the day of your childhood, or haven’t you learned it yourself while growing up? You are proud and boastful of what you have. But using it to target people to look down on others — you don’t have full understanding on how life should be.”

Then the imposing nemesis grew speechless, frozen.

The granny went on. “It’s because you’re used to measure respect and success with how smart you are, about your title, about your money and job. But that’s not how life is measured. May God opened your blind eyes and changed your perspective, when He finally deal with you.”

Then the imposing nemesis smirked and retaliated. “Amen! Amen” And even clapping her hands to bring the granny to absurdity. Her friends joined and cheered with her all the way loudly to mock and put the old woman in public disgrace.”

The granny stood up from her seat, looking up the façade of the suspended skyscraper — the vertical mansion on where the imposing nemesis group was. “Till there was you around, inflicting trouble and ridiculing others — you’re like a stack of another rusted rubble, needing for chastise! So Miss Romanticizing Belittling Others, what’s normal for you aren’t even normal for people who are in their right mind and maturity.”

The romanticizing belittlers paused with their hollering and mocking, appalled.

The granny added. “Get a life, if you said you have money — then use it to make you happy! Use your ample time — because your time’s ticking! And everybody does, have each own timeline. Use that provision and timeline wisely. May God touch you and find your peace, rather than prying to destroy others because you’re too bitter!”

Till that encounter, the romanticizing belittlers grew quiet, turned into gritted teeth and clenching their fists. It’s not their final bow and they will continue to bring more trouble. They quieted down and closed the window façade.

The granny went on with her morning meditation. She shook her head and in thoughts: Even in the world full of techno, opulence and supra intelligence is almost in completion — humans are still humans! Character is always falling behind, because each default fallback is human nature!

Do you also realized that you’re also once or at present time, like the imposing nemesis to others? Take time to ponder the why and why do you still cling to feel good to act superior, when you’re still read as backward civilization.