I asked him one time because I was so curious. He asked me not to tell anyone about him so our moments is our little secret. I asked him why he is different from me. Why don't he have a feet but a tail?
"Why are you different?" I asked him.
"I am not different." He probed. "I'm just unique."
"Instead of living in the land, I live in the sea. Instead of walking, I swim. What's so different? What's important is that I am happy."
"Well, we're different from each other. I got no tail and-"
"What's difference to you?" He cut me.
I fell silent.
"If you think this is different," he wagged his tail on the water. His scales glittered.
"You are stupid. The fact that we are both living makes us all not different at all."
"In the sea, we talk a lot about humans like you. But we don't say you're different or we're different from each other. We always say, we are all fair but with different uses. We all have the same goal but with different tools. For adventures, I use tail while you use feet. See? No difference at all. Just the same but unique on it's own."
"But, isn't that difference? The way we use different tools for adventures?"
"But your point earlier is that I'm different to you. I am not. I'm a living creature like you. Made with purpose. Not because I'm not like you makes me different from you. The difference I'm pointing was our uniqueness and different purposes while you chose to point out the difference of our physical look. I'm pointing out the must be pointed out while you're pointing to the point that's irrelevant and not important at all."
"Always remember that we're different from our purposes in life. And not because I don't look like you or you don't look like me. When you compare, you sin. So don't compare and try to see things the way it is beautifully."
I look at him with awe.
Indeed, beautiful.
