I was casually walking into the streets of XYZ city, thinking about the latest reports of forensic genetic genealogy. The privacy implications of this specific genealogy was keeping my mind in a continuous train of thoughts. Direct-to-Consumer Companies, the Fourth Amendment, the Violation of Privacy… Ah! My mind was going blank thinking about it. I had been keeping myself on toes just thinking about it. Ah… But, what can be done now? I have lost the count of sleepless nights thinking about this topic. It is my habit to be worrying about a slight thing for years. Or, maybe I should listen to a the song XYZ by the actor and singer XYZ. Oh… Thinking about XYZ… how many days have it passed since I last watched any drama of his? . My pathway lead me to a public park. I found a bench, and just when I was about to sit, the bones in my body ached as if they were about to break. Oh… This old age! I ridiculed at my own statement. I was growing old, and it was becoming a common thing to listen to the cracking of bones. Maybe, I should increase the normal dose of calcium. I put the thoughts on the further time. As an ice-cream vendor passed by, I called out to him and asked her my favorite flavor, which never forgot to remind me of my childhood. Now, everything is perfect. A shady tree, ice-cream, and my mobile phone. I quickly turned on my mobile phone, and searched for the latest drama XYZ of the actor XYZ. Oh, the suspense in the drama thrilled me. Where is the plot going on? Who might be the culprit? What is the protagonist’s next step? Oh… these dramas and the sensation they create in me. The 1-hour episode ended, and it was nearly sunset. So, I think it is better to continue on the drama at home. For the last time, I glanced at the already-released number of episodes. Just 5. Out of 16 episodes, just 5 are released. How will I wait for the further episodes after the completion of these mere 5 episodes. Ah… The wait I hate the most. The cliff-hangers at the end of each movie. Ah… It’s time to go home. As I was about to stand up, the darn knee pain made me sit again. Ah… I screamed.
“Are you O.K.?” Someone asked me.
I jerked my head at this sudden voice. The moments seem to froze in front of me. Is it my favorite ‘human being’ actor XYZ. It is a dream. My darn imagination. Hallucination. Right, it must be hallucination. I am growing old, and these kinds of things must be common in old age.
“Are you O.K.?” The voice range beside me once again, this time a little more worried.
I scanned him thoroughly with my two eyes. The height of 6 feet. Dark Black Hair. The Honey-Colored Eyes. Glossy Lips. Cheeks red like apples. Is he the one I think he is? Oh… I decided to give voice to my thoughts.
“Are you XYZ”? I asked him in a quivering voice, full of dreams, hopes, desires, and of course, fan love.
“Oh, yes. I am. But, are ‘you’ O.K.?” He passed a worried glance and I was again frozen in the time.
(“Oh, his eyes…”), I thought in my head, (“they never fail to hypnotize me.) I kept on looking at those beautiful pair of eyes, hypnotizing me as I was entering a world of romance with me.
“Romance!”
I suddenly came into the world of reality. XYZ seemed to be startled. I passed an apologetic smile. He returned it with his own ‘charming’ smile.
“I am O.K.! Thank you though!” I said while my embarrassment and emotions were going high-rise.
He sat beside me. “The sun-set is beautiful today, right?” He said while settling by my side.
“Oh, yes! It is. Though, the sun-set is always beautiful. It is like the sun is finally finding a place to rest after shining over the world the entire day. I like it when the sun sets and spreads its happy rays over the sky and even the clouds get so enchanted that they turn themselves in the color of the setting sun. It is always beautiful…” I put a break to my words as I saw him watching me with an pleasant astonishment.
“Oh, I am sorry! I think I have said too much. Sorry, please.” I looked down on my hands and looking down, I realized that my phone was still turned on. I quickly turned off the phone and looked into the sun, avoiding his gaze. He must have known by now that I am one of his biggest fan.
“Well, I like your thoughts, grandma”. He said after a while.
(“GRAND-MA”!!!) My brain went into a blank state for a moment, and returned with a ridiculing one the next moment.
“I mean, I know that I am old, but you don’t have to call me a grand-ma. Or, yes, it would be nice to called a grand-ma. But, it really makes me feel old. You see.”
My words were scattered. And, I felt deep embarrassment when he laughed over my words. “Oh, yes. My mistake”, he said, “then please let me know what should I call you. Aunt??”
“Oh, yes. You can call me aunt.” I said. My embarrassment was still nowhere to be hidden.
('He is brutal with his honest remarks.”)
He sighed and went into a deep silence. I had no other things to say, and I was so nervous to say anything, that I, too, chose silence.
After some while of 5 to 7 minutes, he asked me: “Should I drop you by your home?”
“Oh, no need. Thanks though. I will just sit here for a while in this peaceful environment.”
“Oh!”, he remarked.
“But, why are you here? Aren’t you in the middle of your shooting?” I gathered my courage to ask.
“Yes, I am busy. We are filming just around this area. I wanted to have some peaceful moments, so I passed by here and met you.” While saying “you”, he looked towards me. I had to avoid his gaze to not being hypnotized.
“To be honest, I miss my home. Seeing you here reminded me of my family members”. He said after a while.
“Oh, I see. Then, if you are missing your home, you can talk to this ‘grandma’ about your family members. I have a vast heart, and I think it would be enough to listen to your stories.” I asked with a courteous smile.
“Well, my home is far-far-far away. I don’t know what to say. I believe that you would be able to accumulate my stories in your heart, but I don’t think if your mind would be able to understand my stories.” He said looking in the distance where the sun had finally set, and the second-star had made its appearance in the sky.
(“Far-Far-Far Away. Is he really an alien, like the character he played in the drama XYZ?”) I slightly laughed at my own thoughts.
He looked at me. His gaze questioning the reason of my laugh.
“Oh, don’t mind me,” I said, “when you said that your home is very far away, I was just thinking about the drama XYZ. I never understood that how a ‘human being’ can get into the role of an alien in this much depth. I really thought you were an alien.” I said while ridiculing my ownself.
He stayed silent and frozen for a while. Then, a smile appeared on his lips.
“Oh, I see.” He said in that fantastic tone.
“Right? I must be crazy to think that you are an alien, when you look like a perfect human to me.” I said.
“Right? Right?” He said.
He again went into silence, and this time, his silence was tickling something in me, like there was some peculiar thing in this silence of this time.
“Ah, I feel a little bit uneasy.” I put my thoughts into words and presented them in front of him.
“Well, earlier, you said that your heart will be able to listen to my stories. Does this still holds true?” He asked.
“Oh, yes.” He said in a tone mixture of curiosity and acceptance, “You can tell me anything, and I will take your secrets to my grave.” I gave him a polite smile.
“Oh, then, my first secret…” He cut through his words. I was becoming impatient. Why didn’t he complete his sentence. “Guess about it.” He gave me a challenging gaze.
“This is cheating”, I exclaimed. “Alright, your secrets. Your First Secret. Let me guess it. Oh, you are secretly in love with the actress XYZ. I saw the eyes with which you look at her, whether in your dramas, or reality shows. Am I right?” I put forward my guess and asked for his opinion.
“No, you aren’t right”, he broke all my expectations.
“All right, so I am not that much able to guess about the secrets of people. Just put forward it.” I gave up.
“Well,” he said, “I AM AN ALIEN.” He said, pasted a smile on his lips, looked at me with teasing and a little bit challenging eyes, as if anticipating my next action.
(“ALEIN”, he said Alien. What is that supposed to mean? Does it means what I think it means?)
“You must be ridiculing me. What are you? Ah… I know I am old, but you don’t have to play these tricks on me.” I exclaimed with a mixture of angry and ridiculous expressions.
“I knew it.” He said, as if he had won a chess game through the king while working on his queen.
I passed a glance at him. What did he say, again? An alien? Is he really an alien? Really? An Alien? All kinds of thoughts went through my head, and my heart kept on telling me to believe his statement.
“Are you really an alien?” I asked with a tone that was clear in demanding a further explanation.
“Yes, I am. Being an alien is the same to me as being a human being is to you. You know, ancestry.” He said while smiling.
This was the moment when I realized that he had been smiling the entire time since the start of our conversation. He is so courteous and polite, even in real life.
“Oh, so, you are an alien. An alien not from Earth, right?” I said while still being in the state of disbelief.
“Of course, Earth belongs to human beings. We, aliens, have planet XYZ as our home.” He said.
We can talk about if you want
and may there always will be a light to guide you if you are a night owl 
