"Not all seemingly bad things is bad, sometimes it is good."
About a decade ago, in church, a homeless man (more of "taong grasa") went indside during mass and seated at the back-most pew. No one dared sit near the man, even the entire pew infront of him was empty. He was treated as if he has a virus - a contageous disease. The congreggation would whisper something as if they saw something malignant. The pastor would normally give him food and he eats it outside. Upon seeing this, I stepped out and sit with the man and start a conversation. -- Well, it was more of a monologue since he speaks less. I do not know what came to me to do what I did, I just felt the urge to make the person at ease and welcomed. It was just for a few minutes since he has to go; no one else joined us in our chat.
I remember this movie called Beauty and the Beast. The villagers fear and hate the Beast. Belle, however, saw beyond the fur; she saw his heart. Even if Belle was sought after by men (esp. Gaston), she have never felt happy and loved. The Beast, on the other hand, showed her the kind of love she desired: purity above all else.
People who loved Belle wanted to retaliate for abducting Belle so they caused the Beast harm. Odd thing is, no one actually listened to Belle when she said he (Beast) was good. They thought she was mad or in a kind of spell.
It has a happy ending but the image portrayed by society was heart-breaking.
When would we start to see beyond the physical? Why is it that people do not listen to people who should know more? Why do people think that their opinion is law? Why can't we be happy for others who feels happy and wants to be happy? Why do we stereotype?
Kudos to you who are unlike many. I want to mention your names... but then... 'wag na lang.
