Friday, March 06, 2020

Cockroach Wisdom (or Weirdo?)

When you live alone in apartment, for days, weeks, months, and restricted to go anywhere. There are two possibilities of your future: getting twisted, or getting wiser.

If you are a solitaire person, you are more likely to be the second one. You start to appreciate all little things around you: your two roses and their fragrance, your time, and even your animals.

Well, it is not "your" animal, of course. But it is under your protection as they live in your sphere and your space. Like animal kingdom, and you are the ruler. Khalifatullah fil-ardh.

When you were a kid, You were taught to love and preserve life. Any kind of life. Animal, flowers, plants. Maybe its your sisters who put that doctrine in your mind through their attitude and behavior.

I mean, when you saw them crying for a dying cat, you realized that it's a very sad situation. When they made a proper burial for the dragonfly mistakenly hit by your badminton racket, you knew that it"s not only butterfly.

Its a life, just like people's life.

And then your mind wandered through fable and story books telling how alive they could be. You read about a bear cub who was separated from its mom and going for adventure to find her back.

Or a dove, who had through a long adventure to find his mate. You saw life, experience, inspiration, pain from their point of view. It made you feel them.

Thus, it broke your heart to see your sisters' flowers were destroyed by ignorant boys. And they preserved it again, just to get stomped upon the next day.

And again. And again..

Until you were big enough to confront and stop them just to get a peculiar look from them: "It's just plants, you weirdo!'.

On the opposite, it made you remember a scene where your mom called you as she stood by the window, during the rain.

"Look! Look at the rain and the flowers! It's so beautiful!" she shouted.

And then you came and stood by her side, watching the rain on the leaves and the December Flower, feeling so warm in the cold rainy season.

There's no way you will forget that few-minute scene in your life.

***

Now, back to your animal kingdom. You realized that you had two cockroaches living in your toilet. You didn't like them, but you didn't want to spray them. They are living things, too.

Well beside them, you also had one small gecko, hiding behind the refrigerator and made the chuckle sound sometimes.

The cockroaches sometimes came into the living room. And you despised such act.

But you decided to talk to them, as you believe that when you talk in the right frequency, they might listen--or, Allah translated it to them, made them listen. And it works sometimes.

You did not notice that they are a couple of course. I mean they don't have genital big enough allowing you to spot their gender.

And then you realized that they are couple in a bitter situation.

It was a night. You were awaken and decided to get some drinks. You didn't turn the main lamp as you were too lazy for that.

And as you step on the floor, you realized that it's not only the floor you were stepping on.

Splat!

The slimy liquid was on the palm of your feet as you noticed the cockroaches lying there, helplessly.  You gained consciousness faster and then you went to the bathroom to wash your feet ASAP.

Later you took the dead cockroach to the bathroom on the hole to the sewer. "The water would carry it away tomorrow," you thought.

And then you went back to sleep after a glass of milk.

But, Da! In the morning you found the dead body was taken from the hole to the dry part at the corner of the bathroom.

And whats amazing was that you found the other cockroach stayed next to it, as if waiting for it to wake up. It ran away as you were stepping into the bathroom.

You were left wondering.. So the other cockroach moved the dead body of its "partner" from the hole to the dry part, and waited for it.

For what??? Why??

Until now, you couldn't find the reason with the scientific modern approach. But somehow you heart already found the answer in the non-scientific approach: it is love.

They are couple, who need each other. The disappearance of the other, made it lost half of its self, or its life. Made it mourn, even if its only a cockroach.

Forgive me, Lord. T_T

Now.. you live with one cockroach, one small gecko, and a bunch of ants. And since then, every time you see the cockroach, you greet and pay it a respect.

Due to this.. Under the social norm, you are officially called: weirdo. The analysis might go further into this conclusion: due to the lockdown.

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