I
had mix feelings about this short story. At first I really hated it. I hated
how disgustingly shallow the male lead was. I hated how he discriminated people
(read ugly women) based on their physical appearance and put them under not
worthy to be noticed and remembered category whenever he had the misfortune to
encounter them.
I
hated that he didn’t consider ugly women as a human being who would feel pain
and sport bruises if slapped and kicked. I hated that he didn’t consider them
as a weaker species that needed to be protected and cherished but instead only equal
to a dog or an animal/object that could be kicked in passing.
To
add insult to the injury he would not forget that he had a dog in his house,
yet he didn’t even remember the ugly girl who served as his punching bag for
years. Yang Yi Qi the Second Master was so despicable that I felt nothing but hatred
towards him.
However,
once my anger reduced a little bit I started to see things more objectively
(through a cracked mirror, because only a twisted mind that won’t be able to
see another human being as an equal).
Yes,
the second master was shallow and despicable. But there was nothing wrong in
him loving the beautiful women and showing his preference for them. He bended
his knees in front of these beauties because he was nothing but a weak man. Possessing
a stunning physical appearance was equal to having a powerful weapon and he was
powerless against them.
We
might not want to admit it but human beings are wired to appreciate beautiful
people. We put high value on beautiful appearances. We instinctively lean
towards beautiful things. If I insist on hating the male lead because he fell
under the spell of beauty than I should hate the female lead even more.
Like
Yang Yi Qi who loved all those women for pure physical reason, our female lead
the Little Monkey also falls for the Second Master because of his looks. She
falls for this disgusting man just because he is exceptionally beautiful.
She
ignores the rotten man inside, forgives and forgets his abuses all because of
his physical appearances. On Yang Yi Qi’s defend, at least all those women he
loved were equally beautiful inside out. They only fought with each other for
his affections. None of them was physically abusive towards those weaker than
themselves.
It
is not easy for me to love either the male or female lead in this story
considering how shallow they both are since their affections are captured by
nothing but skin deep appearances. While the only thing that makes me fall in
love with any lead in a story or drama is their extraordinary characters.
Fortunately,
despite her weakness for beauty, I don’t hate the female lead. I like how
although everyone thinks that she is ugly – Yang Yi Qi even calls her monkey,
the Little Monkey disagrees, she knows she isn’t beautiful, but she knows for
sure she isn’t ugly.
I
love that. It’s a very good sign that signifies although she appears to be
shallow she actually is not. A shallow and weak person would be defined by how
other people see them and not by how they see themselves. And although she
seems to be influenced and blinded by beauty the Little Monkey is actually very
clear headed.
I
love how despite very conscious of her lowly status she knows the value of herself.
I love how despite falling under the Second Master’s charms she is never completely
blinded by his beauty. Although she loves him, she is aware of his vices, she
knows his weaknesses and she knows he isn’t perfect.
But
what I love the most about the Little Monkey is her pride. I love how she
decides not to show her love to the Second Master and not to lower herself to
accept things that she doesn’t like about him just so that she could be with
him.
Now,
back to the Second Master. The best part about this story is the character
building of the Second Master. I love how this story turns my hate for the
Second Master into love.
How
I hated the Second Master but a person isn’t and shouldn’t be defined by his
past. The past has lost its significance once it’s passed. It’s the present and
the future that matter.
I
love how the Second Master learns from his misfortune. I love how he feels no
bitterness about his losses. I love how he reflects and takes them as his due
punishment. I love how he starts to see what are the things that really matter.
I
love how he finds new purpose in life and rises to the top with his own
strength. I love how he becomes a better person. A whole new person although
physically he is actually half person now.
And
I love how he loves. I think the best scene for me is when the Little Monkey
tells him that she is leaving. I love how he nods his head and with a smile
lets her go.
Our
Second Master by Twentine is a marvel. In its shortness and simplicity it
presents all that we might want from a story. I hope that it might somehow find
its way into a kdrama where I could love this story for a lot longer.
ps.
You
could read Our Second Master at http://onesecondspring.blogspot.sg/2015/08/our-second-master-by-twentine-he-5.html
I almost forget, lots of love and many thanks to Decembi for translating this wonderful story
I almost forget, lots of love and many thanks to Decembi for translating this wonderful story
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