Tuesday, December 13, 2011

BURAT


01:40am
13DEC2011

Nagimata
na dae aram kung
nasaen
Nanruruluya sa gutom ta hapon na palan
Ang lawas taranglay na lalo ang takyag na garo
 baga sarong sakong bagas ang nakada’tog
Ang nguso tuyo ta pirang oras man
na nakanganga habang nag gigibong
mapa
Dae naghaloy ang isip
 nagbalik na sa sadiri
Mamamati ang kulog sa payo,
sa lalamunan, sa tulak
Mapait ang mananamit
Araachan pa, garo kung anong
usog o dawa ang kala mo nakua

Madalagan sa kung pasaen
Dae maintindihan kung iyo na o dae pa
“dae na ako mautro” iyo ang sasambiton
Na pirang beses na man na tinaram
pero hanggag taram na man lang

Mayong kararayaan.
Pinagbabawalan.
Pero dae;
Ginusto ini.

Friday, November 25, 2011

NEWS diretso LAY OUTING

akala ko imposible.
akala ko di na mangyayari.
akala ko lang pala.


nagayon, ako ay masaya.
sa wakas ang biro ay naging katotohanan.
ang mga pangyayari ay nauwi sa mag hindi inaasahan.


maglakad papunta sa ung saan ako ulit ay mamamaalam;
isang tipikal na gawain. walang bago.
ngunit nung ikaw ang nakasama,
ah, sana wla ng uwian.
kahit sana maglakad tayo ng mas malayo-layo pa, ayos lang.


noon humingi ako ng senyas:
yung lalaki na tila magsusuklay ng buhok ko, 
siya nang mamahalin.
nagulat na lang bigla kagabi ng ito ay iyong gawin.


ikaw na nga ba talaga? 
hm. ako, para sa iyo ay una.
isang karangalan ba para sa akin?
oo.
bihira na kasi 'yong tulad mo.
at maliban sa dahilan ng oras dahil sa 
dami ng iyong ginagawa, 
wala ng ibang makakahadlang pa.
at ngayon, pinili na ipapagpautloy at sumubok ng bago, 
ano kaya ang naghihintay para sa atin?


ako ay masaya.:D ♥♥♥ HARVZ

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

SA WAKAS.

[ang wakas?]

siguro. siguro hindi.

nagkita na rin matapos ang ilang buwan. hindi siya ang aking inaasahan.
ayos lang. nagkasama kahit ilang oras. naging masaya rin kahit papano.

[naging masaya nga ba talaga?]

hindi ako komportable.
hindi siya.
ngayon, pano kaya sasabihin na ayoko na?

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Reminiscence


He woke up with his hair all frizzy and snarled. He shut his alarm that had been off for about thirty minutes now. Yes, he’s late for his 8:00am dance practice. As he realizes that, he hastily jumped off his bed towards the bathroom to clean himself up.

As he makes his way to the mirror beside the bath tub above the sink in front of the toilet, he notices something weird about his face. His eyes are quite swollen, his skin still smelling like the place where they used to hang out.

 His clothes are still the ones he wore last night; black leatherette jacket his granny gave for his birthday two years ago, his favorite green shirt and acid-washed denim pants he bought from a mall sale just a week ago.

He’s feeling a little bit light-headed and his muscles seem to be throbbing from yesterday’s football practice.

After having a long look at himself in the mirror, he had a queer reflex to glance at his eyes. The moment he had a glimpse of his eyes, the glance suddenly became a stare. He remembered everything--everything that had happened between him and his best confidant, Alexia Mia.

***
“Don’t leave meeee!!!” a boy cries as his mother exits the room of the Day Care Center, the one known for being the best in molding kids and giving them a strong foundation.
 In that same room is seated a 6 – year – old girl named Alexia Mia Benedict. She’s the daughter of two of the most prominent people in their place, Miss Rachael Aspen, a respected accountant and banker, and Mr. Raymund Benedict, one of the most known police officer in their place because of his outstanding record in duty.
 Xiamei is always wearing a smile though her front teeth are chipped and plagued with tooth decays for eating too much sweet, candies and chocolates. She had her curly hair tied in two pigtails one at each sides at the back of her head. Her bright green long sleeved over-all dress and pink socks stunned every eye that looks at her.
Well, every one except this little boy seated at the opposite side of her table is responding to her vibrant aura. His name is Daniel Grey.
Daniel Grey lives in the house that is located two blocks from that Day Care. Their family is famous in the neighborhood for being known as one of the well-off heirs of the Grey’s who was believed to own the whole town and the nearby ranch of horses. His parents are Miss Rosie Smith, who s a well-known veterinarian, and Mr. Danilo Grey, now the inheritor of the ranch.
            “Hi!” greets Xiamei.
            “Hi!” responds the boy.
            “What’s your name?” Xiamei added.
            “I’m….” the boy is about to answer when Xiamei interrupted.
“How old are you? Where do you live? Why are you so silent? Can’t you talk? Are you deaf? Helloooow!!? Can you hear me?”
With the boy quite annoyed, he stood up and said,” I’m Daniel I’m six. Why do you care about where I live? I’m silent because you don’t give me the chance to talk. I can talk. I’m not deaf and I can hear you!”
            Suddenly, everyone in the class, including their Day Care teacher Mrs. Evelyn Jacobs, stared at the two of them.
            Xiamei was shocked and felt offended. She paused, sobbed and finally cried.
” I was just being friendly!”
And Daniel, who cannot believe of what he just did, yelled and made a girl cry, ran away from that room and headed to the play ground. He did not go back to the classroom until all their classes were done. He made sure that the girl who cried because of him was already out. In his young age, he felt shame and guilt for doing what he did. He knew its bad and somehow, he feels responsible.
Daniel was quite resentful of going to school next day. He still feels that what happened the day before was his fault but deep inside him he knew that he did not intentionally do it.
The following day was quite windy and the clouds seem to be full and heavy, ready to pour down the rain.
Xiamei found a piece of paper all crookedly folded. The piece of paper reads:
To the girl seated opposite of me,
            I’m sorry.
                        From the boy seated opposite of you.
The penmanship is that of a person who’s still learning how to write, letters are as big as possible. The note was written in dark pencil. The ones that are used by school children like they are.
Xiamei instantly remembered what happened yesterday but as a cheerful child who doesn’t take everything seriously, her feelings about yesterday has now subsided.
As Daniel enters the room, Xiamei ran towards him and hugged him tight.
“Oh, I forgave you already. That was nothing. Would you like to play hide-and-seek with me later?”
To Daniel’s surprise, he somehow pushed her a little but not to hard. He flashed a crooked smile (for he seldom smiles and his eyes seem to always worry about a lot of things).
“Maybe I’ll play with you next time. My guardian will pick me up early. I’m sorry.”
“Oh, that’s okay. We will see each other during Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays. Maybe we’ll see each other on Saturdays and Sundays as well? By then we’ll have lots of time to play!” Xiamei said as she hits Daniel’s arm lightly.
Daniel still doesn’t feel that comfortable with her. He’s been used to a silent environment with only either the stereo or television on. And suddenly, he’s in this noisy place sharing a table with a very spontaneous six-year-old which made it noisier.
After that, they seated in their respective places, one facing the other. They occupy the same table like their other day care classmates.
With the two of them all innocent and young, they never knew that meeting in that day care will be the beginning of something both of them never expected.
The day of their day care graduation came. The students passed through the aisle of their small school grounds crowded by proud parents and energized children who kept on running around and around barely unaware that they are actually attending their day care graduation.
Xiamei, being one of the most interactive in the class was just called by her mother. She was all sweaty and her hair which was arranged by a stylist is now ruined.
“Baby, just where have you been?” asked Mrs. Benedict.
“Oh mom, I was with my friends,” replies Xiamei as she rolled her eyes and then gave her mother that charming smile which made her mother forgot about her annoyance. Her front teeth are now growing. Two little small teeth are like popping out her gums.
Both of Xiamei’s parents were there to pin her ribbon and put her medals. Xiamei topped their class.
As Xiamei’s family and other families gathered to celebrate the first accomplishment these children must have achieved, one child is still expecting for his parents to come.
Only Daniel and his guardian was there to celebrate his achievement for getting the second honors and three other special awards for Best in Writing, Best in Math and Most Behave.
“Are my parents still coming? They promised they’ll come,” said Daniel in an anxious tone.
“Don’t worry darling. Maybe something just came up. They’ll be here. Just be happy. It will be fine. Look. You will be receiving awards. You ranked second. I’m sure your parents are proud of you,” his guardian told him lovingly.
“Good afternoon parents, guests and friends. Welcome to our 15th Day Care Graduation Day. May I please request the students and parents to please fall in line so we may start with our processional…Thank you very much… Ladies and Gentlemen let us al welcome these proud parents and diligent students. Brace yourself for the processional.” The master of ceremony ended as the marching tune started.
Daniel’s parents aren’t still there but the program won’t mind. And so the activity proceeded. Daniel walked down the path with his guardian, Nana Letty.
“You’ll see. Your parents will be here in time for you awarding. They’ll be here to pin you your ribbon and put medals on your little neck,” Nana Letty reassured him.
            Meanwhile, Xiamei is assigned to be seated next to Daniel. As usual, she kept on smiling and disturbing Daniel. She poked and poked him until he finally gives her his attention.
            “What now?” Daniel responded with annoyance.
            “Oh, nothing. How are you?” asked Xiamei grinning.
            “I was fine until you started being noisy and poking me in my arms.” He answered.
Xiamei just smiled back at him.
 “You know what; you really are annoying at some times. But everybody sees you as someone who’s really bright and jolly and cheerful. But I find you really distracting and most of the times, exasperating. Everybody loves you. I kind of hate you.” He said in a low voice.
“Huh? What? Say anything? I haven’t heard you,” Xiamei said while she was busy fixing her, as always, vibrantly colored dress.
“Oh, I said nothing. Nothing really”
“Oh okay. If you say so, then be it,” said Xiamei as that never fading smile still flashed.
She was then called to the stage with her parents. They finally pinned that ribbon in her colorful dress and hanged those medals into their tiny child’s neck. She kept on swinging her dress. She smiled and smiled with her tiny teeth emergent in her upper gums.
It was Daniel’s turn when he looked back where parents are supposed to be seated but he found neither of his parents there. Only his ever dear guardian was there. He waited for his guardian to reach him where he was seated. That location was near to the stage where they will be reenacting what had just taken place for Xiamei.
The ceremony was almost over. The children are about ready to sing their final song, If We Hold on Together, when Xiamei grasped Daniel’s arm.
“You know what; I kinda like you. You’re quiet and and you talk very little. I like that! I hope to see you again soon in grade school! Goodbye Daniel.”
Daniel was dumbfounded and he hasn’t spoken a word. He was overwhelmed by her very cheery personality.
Xiamei then walked away from him towards her parents. She was still smiling when she looked back at him.
***
“Is this seat taken?”
“Uhm, no. “
“Would you mind me sitting beside you?”
“Yes, yes. I mean, no. Go on, you can sit here.”
“Are you alright, miss?”
“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine. It’s just this thesis and other paper works taking up all my time! I mean its normal when you’re in school, right? But I really feel very exhausted now. All these years I have been studying and everything but everything seemed to be just nothing for my parents. They expect too much from me and al seem to be not good enough! I’m tired!”
“Now, now. Tone down. We’re in the library, remember?”
“Oh yes. I’m sorry. I forgot. I’m sorry for all my ranting. It’s just that have spent too much time in my studies and forgot to have friends. That’s why I have no one to talk to about my dilemmas. I really am dog-tired. Anyway, I’m Xiamei. You are?”
“Oh, I thought you would never ask. (Smiles) I’m Mr. Grey, Daniel Grey.”
“Daniel Grey? You went to Rosergrove Day Care, didn’t you?”
“Indeed, I did go to that school. How did you know?”
“Don’t you remember me; the colorful dresses and pigtails with my curly hair?”
“Yes, yes! I remember you now! You’re that daughter of the police officer and accountant?”
“You’re right. That was me.”
“And you’re that naughty girl who was always talking and disturbing other children because you always finish school works first. Ha ha ha! “
“Was I really that bad?”
“Ha ha ha. Yeah. I mean, no. We were kids then. That was normal, I guess. But you really did annoy me way back then. Where have you been after our Day Care graduation?”
“As you know it, my father is a police officer. He was reassigned to another place so we have to move out with him. We had about five moves since then. My father was kept on being reassigned to places. I don’t know why. I have been to five different schools then, too. How about you?”
“Hmm. Well, took up grade school in the elementary school near the Day Care. And then High school, well, I studied in the Frankville High School still in that same old town. My parents told me that they don’t want me to go far from them but even being near physically with them was like being far. They were busy managing the ranch which my father inherited from our forefathers. You know, that was the only bequest that my ancestors left us. The town which was believed to be ours was then sold to private investors so my parents focused on taking care of the ranch. I always wanted to have their time but the more I ask for it, the less time I get. Oh. Too much about me. Change topic. I am now getting more and more dramatic. Ha ha.”
“Ha ha! Yeah. Looks like you were the ol’Daniel I used to know. Silent type, dramatic. But now I think you’re talking more. I like you more now. (Sniffs and then smiles)”
“And I bet you’re still that old Alexia Mia Benedict. Jolly, cheerful; the girl that everybody loves. Everyone likes you because you were very bright. You are always happy and smiling. I guess everybody loves someone who’s always that brilliant and vibrant. You seem to have influenced other to be happy as well. I don’t know.”
“You think so? I don’t. I feel like I was always tired. Maybe because I was always energetic. Some even thought that I had ADHD. Ha ha ha! Oh, look at the time. I’ll be late for my next class if I will be staying here longer. I’ll see you around Mr. Grey.”
“Oh, you silly. Don’t call me Mr. Grey. Call me Dan. You know, as we Grow up, names evolve. (grins)”
“Okay then. Goodbye good ol’ friend Dan. See you around.” Xiamei hastily headed for her next class.
The two then separated. That was the first time they met after ten years, after their Day Care graduation day. They are now college students. They attend college at the same university. A lot has changed but not fate. What destiny has in store for them have not been altered.
That night, Dan searched for Xiamei in the internet.
“Whoa! So, she graduated Valedictorian from her high school. She even topped at least three of the four schools where she took college admission tests. That girl is really one tough cookie. I bet she’s really that good… oh, lucky me. She had her home phone posted in her Friend Agenda account,” Dan told himself.
While Xiamei was busy reviewing her notes from that day’s classes, the phone suddenly rang.
“Hello, you’ve reached the Benedict’s residence,” said she as she answered.
“May I please speak to Alexia Mia?” said the man on the other line.
“This is Xiamei. Who’s this please?”
“Remember that guy from the library this morning? This is Dan.”
“Oh. Hi Dan. How did you know our number?”
“I looked for you in the net. And I found your number in your Friend Agenda account. Is okay that I called you?”
“Yeah, it’s just fine. But why would you look for me in the internet. You should’ve just asked for my number while we were in the library. Are you stalking me? Ha ha ha ha,” Xiamei kidded.
“And why on earth would I do that? I’m not stalking you, silly! It’s just that I thought it would be fun to know about something or someone new, like you. But I guess you’re still that Xiamei I used to know.”
“Uhm, yeah, that girl with funny pigtails and stunning dresses. You see, I get my inspiration from the most colorful thing on earth...”
“And that thing is..?”He asked.
“…the rainbow.”
“You like the Rainbow?” he inquired.
“I like it the whole lot! Its legends, myths, its color, even include its scientific explanation. You see, the rainbow reminds me of the good things I’ll get after all these sufferings. Every after a storm is always a rainbow. How do you like the sound of that?”
“Hey! I thought I should be the one to be dramatic? You don’t qualify for my role, I’m sorry. Ha ha ha ha.” He gagged. “But you know what, even if we were still kids, you have always reminded me of the rainbow.  It must be the way you dress yourself, your happy attitude, your smile.” He sincerely said.
“Aw. That was sweet. And you, you remind me of…of… wait. Let me think about it. Ha ha ha. Hey, I got to go now. I still have homework to do. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Okay then. Thanks for your time Xiamei. Uhm, anyway, can we go out tomorrow? Maybe have coffee or tea?”
“Yeah. Sure. What time?” she asked.
“How about 3 o’clock in the afternoon tomorrow?”
“Okay then. I’ll see you in front of the library. Goodbye.” Xiamei ended.
She hung up her phone and Dan was all excited about it. They’ll be going out tomorrow.
The next day, what was planned had happened. And situations like that was followed by more going-outs and hanging out together. They sure did enjoy each other’s company but not for long. Something each of them never expected is about to take place.
One night, the habitual call made by Daniel happened. Again, they talked about their lives, that day and Daniel asked again if they can go out the next day.
Daniel was already there, in the diner where they usually eat and talk and spends their time. But Xiamei was later than usual.
He tried to call her mobile phone. It was ringing but no one was answering. He knew that Xiamei always carry her mobile phone with her because she is involved in lots of organizations and they make constant communication with her so she shouldn’t miss bringing her mobile phone.
Something pushed Daniel to take a look at the television hung in the counter showing live local news.
“Flash report. A woman identified as Alexia Mia Benedict was found dead on arrival at the local St. Bartholomew Hospital today at one forty five in the afternoon. Authorities say that the woman was involved in a car crash on her way down town. Investigators furthered that she lost control of her car when the brakes didn’t work. Her body is now in the local morgue downtown.” The news anchor reported.
Still dumbfounded and shocked, he quickly went to the morgue to check if that was really his girl. He arrived at the morgue witnessing Xiamei’s mom weeping over a girl’s body. Still having not absorbed what had just happened, he went further to see if the body was Xiamei’s.  Until then he realized that it was really her.
The body was that of the girl whom he would have offered his world, the girl that is supposed to answer ‘yes’ when he is to ask her to be his girl. They would have been happy together that afternoon. He was about to reveal his feelings of love for her but time and fate did not let him.
Everything’s over for them now.
***
Alexia Mia has always been the girl to have revealed real happiness to him. What happened yesterday is the worst nightmare he had ever encountered if that was just a phantasmagoria. But it all happened in his reality.
Today, he will have to live his life not knowing if a rainbow will still appear at the end of this storm. HIS rainbow had already left his world.
He went out the bathroom to check the time. It is 8:45 already and he remembers his dance practice. He finally decides not to go. It took him only forty five minutes to commit to his memory everything between them. He went back to bed. He tried to sleep again, hoping that his rainbow will shine in his dreams.

Malaking Puno

The sun is about to set while tired farmers begin to walk their way home. Several children are still playing but the rest are silent. Billows of smoke from the burning incense fill the small hut. The scent reaches outside where a long line of hopeful patients are anxiously waiting. Most of them have travelled a long way just to reach the place.  Tatang Selmo is the only faith healer in the barrio.
Finally it is Lina’s turn. She ducks under the curtained doorway and sits on the couch made of bamboo where countless customers had sat on with similar hopes of being cured of their ailments. She feels the uneven surface of the bamboo seat with her hands wrinkled by her day-long laundry job. The wind suddenly strikes her gray hair, covering her tired face.
Before her are odd figures formed by drops of melting candle floating on a basin half-filled with tap water. The old man picks the figures and inspects it.
“Wag ka na ulit dadaan sa may malalaking punong ‘yon. Delikado.”
“Bakit ho?”
“Pinamumugaran iyon ng mga masasamang espiritu. Naiingayan sila ng iyong mga yapak. ”
Tata Selmo rummages around his small hut that has grown weary with time. After some time, he finally finds in one of the shelves the perfect concoction to drive away Lina’s peace-loving tree dwellers. He emerges from the back of his abode where he keeps all his ornaments and charms.
“Kunin mo ‘to”
She gingerly reaches for the vial containing the medicine Tata Selmo made himself out of rare herbal plants. Lina sips the potion, the same potion her mother used to remedy her illnesses when she was still a child. “Anak, sumasakit na naman ba ang tiyan mo?,” her mother would often ask her.
Opo, kakagaling ko lang kina Tata Selmo,” Lina answers out of habit.
                Even the moment her mother was in her deathbed, Tata Selmo seemed to be the sole person who could relieve them from their despair. Up to the time she married and had several children and grandchildren, until now that she’s in her late fifties and ill, she still turns to the old man’s ability to cure.
                Lina gets over with the medicinal drink and passes back the vial, “Magkano ho?”
                The old man abruptly replies, “tulad lang ng dati.”
                She fishes for the coins in her pocket, finally having a grasp of four five-peso coins and hands them over to him.
“Buti naman natapos din,” she hears from an old man next in line as she walks out of Tata Selmo’s hut. Lina simply shrugs and goes her way.
Following Tata Selmo’s advice, she chose to tread a new route, roughly three kilometers longer than the usual. It was dark and eerie. The night was getting colder and colder.  But she had to endure the distance since houses in the barrio are greatly dispersed.
Lina passed by a small field where cockfights are held.  A cockfight has just been over.
“Hay naku! Ano ba namang mga tao yan. Hiarap na nga sa buhay, panay pa rin sa kakasugal. Alam naman nila na bihira ang nananalo, kadalasan pa nga puro talo. Pero heto pa rin sila. Sa sabong umaasa,” Lina tells herself.
From a distance there were voices of playing children, a man yelling over the kids’ laughter.
She was not wrong; it’s the typical setup in their house – her husband, drunk again after gambling in a cockfight, infuriated with the kids’ noise.
On the other side of their small house, are her four grandchildren of sequential ages. Her eldest daughter, Elisa, married early and raised her kids alone, but still lives at her parents’ house. Ely, on the other hand, the second among her children is almost in his twenty’s but still struggles in high school. Finally, the youngest is Emilie. She is diligent in her studies and the only hope of the family to be alleviated from their present situation.
One of the grand children notices her arrival and rushes to her.
“Nanay Lina, mano po,” other grandchildren followed reaching for her hand and asking her blessing.
“Kaawaan kayo nang Panginoon,” Lina says while signalling them to go ahead and continue what they were doing before she came about.
Emelie, after hearing her mother’s voice, hurries inside from the back of their house preparing for the next day’s lessons. She kissed her mother’s hand and went back to put away her things to help her mother get ready for dinner. 
“Naroroon na naman ba si Kuya Ely mo kila aling Magda? Hay naku ‘yang si kuya mo. Paano pa yan makakagradweyt kung panay ang pagbabarkada? Hala, sige! Tawagin mo na’t makakain na tayo.”
“Opo ma,” Emelie irksomely answers.
Emelie was forced to go on her way to Aling Magda’s house which is about four hundred meters from their house. The way she was travelling was very dimly lit by incandescent bulbs positioned in distanced gaps, flickering, on and off. She feels the cool wind of the night fondling her skin and sweeping her long hair to her back. The ambiance suddenly changed her mood from being so exasperated, to the feeling of placidity as she leisurely makes her way to where his brother is hanging around. She gaits her way to Ely under the beautiful crescent and twinkling stars that add to the illumination of the yellow light from the posts.
Fifteen minutes has passed since Emelie left home and finally arrives at the façade of Aling Magda’s almost-demolished domicile.
“Tao po… Tao po... Aling Magda… Aling Magda?”  Emelie calls from the outside.
“Sino yan?”
A woman almost as old and wrinkled as her mother looked out of the doorway shoving the curtains that served as the house’s main door.
“O, Emelie. Ikaw pala ‘yan. Halika pumasok ka muna. Gabi na ah? Anong mabuting hangin ang nagdala sa iyo dito?” asked Aling Magda after recognizing Emelie’s presence.
“Hinahanap ko po si Kuya Ely. Dumating na po kasi si nanay galing sa paglalabada kila Ma’am Evelyn at inutusan po akong hanapin si kuya. Kakain na po kasi kami. Nandito po ba si kuya?”
“Ganoon ba? Si Ely nasa likod-bahay kasama ang anak kong si Jun-jun at iba pa nilang mga kaibigan. Kaarawan daw kasi ni Boyet, ‘yong kaibigan nila na nagtatrabaho sa bayan. Ayun, dito sa bahay napiling mangambala,” Aling Magda smirks. “Sandali lang at tatawagin ko ang kuya mo. Dito ka na muna sa loob.”
Emelie enters the hut as Aling Magda hurried to their backyard. While Aling Magda calls her brother, she sees photographs of Aling Magda’s family—Jun-jun and Mang Karding who is currently in another town working as a construction worker. The picture is old and almost faded, displayed on top of the television set, the one that displays grained, blurred, and black and white images. They were lucky to have owned a television set. Their family was one of the five households with goggle-box out of thirty three kinfolks. Fortunate as well they were to be one of the few families who are not blathered about in their barrio because of their family’s good reputation and good terms with almost everyone in the barrio.
Aling Magda then appears from the backdoor, still shielded by another piece of curtain, with Jun-jun supporting Ely to stand erect.
“Nasobrahan ‘ata si Ely. Buti pa samahan ko na kayo pauwi. Gabi na at delikado. Baka kung mapa’no pa kayo,” suggested Jun-jun.
“Lagot ka kuya kay Papa! Ha ha ha!,” Emelie teased his brother who doesn’t seem to hear anything now because of drunkenness.
Jun-jun immediately left, worried because he left his mother alone in their almost devastated house, as Ely and Emelie reached home. Their father, Mang Eleno was almost asleep and snoring at the old and rugged sofa which Lina got from her parents’ old house. At least Ely is safe now from his father’s wrathful words.
Elisa is already home from work. She is seated at one of the spaces around their small dining table with her children gathered around the same table waiting for Lina, Emelie and Ely to sit and join them in feasting over sautéed kangkong and fried tuyo which Lina bought before she went to Tata Selmo’s healing sanctuary.
Finally, everyone is seated, with Mang Eleno’s exception who had comfortably fallen into slumber in his ‘throne’. Emelie led uttering the graces before the meal. There was silence for a while but not for long.
“Ma, matamlay ka. May sakit ka po ba? Masama ho ba pakiramdam mo?” Elisa dearly asked.
“Pagod lang siguro yan si mama sa paglalabada. Hayaan mo ma, kapag nakapagtapos na ko nang pag-aaral, aalis na tayo sa dampang ito,” assured Emelie.
“Ang mga anak kong ito, oo. Ayos lang ako. Medyo nakaramdam lang ako ng kaunting hilo at sakit ng ulo kanina. Pero ‘wag na kayong mag-alala. Nanggaling na ako kay Tata Selmo at pinainom niya na rin ako nung gamut na ipinainom sa akin nang lola ninyo noong bata pa ako. Medyo bumuti na rin nga ‘yung pakiramdam ko.”
Ely remained quiet still feeling his head hurt because of too much drink. Elisa’s children, having not a clue on what they were talking about, continued chomping on their dinner.
As they finished dinner, Ely zigzagged to the small partition of their house where beddings was prearranged by Lina while they were out earlier. Emelie washed the dishes for she was assigned that task on that night. Elisa nursed her youngest child and lulled the others to sleep. Lina sat and lazed beside her sleeping husband still feeling her head ache a little.
                The sun’s heat wakened Lina. She woke up late that morning. She found herself unexpectedly curled up restfully on the couch where her husband was supposed to be. Elisa was out again for work. Ely, Emily and three of Elisa’s kids were now in school and the other one was already outside, playing with other youngsters. And her husband, out of their house caressing the rooster he takes care of for cockfighting.
                “Mas madalas niya pang himasin yang manok kaysa ako,” Lina thought.
                Today is Lina’s day off from work. Mrs. Evelyn let her take the day off knowing that Lina was not feeling very well yesterday. Tata Selmo’s concoction was effective. Not even a slight headache is her sentiment.
                “Maaasahan talaga ‘yang si Tata Selmo. Magaling na ako.”
                She then started with the household chores. Lina put in order all the beddings they have used from last night’s sleep. She washed used plates and utensils her school children made use of for breakfast which Ely intentionally forgot to do. She swept their wooden floor and scrubbed it with a coconut husk. Her days off from the laundry job weren’t always days off from work. Sometimes, taking the day off is more tiresome than just laundrying.
                Chores were almost done now. She’s finally just waiting for the Rice to be cooked and she’s taking a little rest in the comfy couch.
                “Aling Lina… Aling Lina… Tao po…” a person from outside interrupted her little nap.
                “Sino ‘yan?... O, Alyssa napadalaw ka? Pasok ka muna,” Lina responded as she identifies her niece. Alyssa was her brother’s only daughter who was quite well-off.
“O, gusto mo ba ng maiinom? Anong gusto mo? Pasensiya ka na iha sa bahay namin. Hindi kasing ganda ng inyo.”
“Ayos lang po. Kahit ano. May proyekto po kasi kami diyan sa kabilang barrio kaya naisipan ko pong dumaan muna dito. Matagal ko na rin po kasi kayo at ng mga pinsan kong hindi nakikita.”
“Hayaan mo’t parating na ang mgapinsan mo. Tanghali na. Dito ka na rin mananghalian.”
“Hindi na po. Paalis na rin naman po ako e. hininhintay na po kasi ako ng mga kasamahan ko.”
“A ganoon ba iha? O sige. Mag-iingat ka ha. Ikumusta mo na rin ako sa mommy at daddy mo.”
Alyssa kissed her aunt’s hand and bid goodbye. Shortly after Alyssa had left, Ely came home carrying Emelie, shaking and cold.
“O, napa’no ‘yan si Emelie? Diyos ko! Dali! Dalhin na natin siya kay Tata Selmo!,” Lina hastily went out with Ely still carrying his sister trembling.
They took the short cut to Tata Selmo’s small hut to be there as soon as possible, Lina forgetting what Tata Selmo had adviced her to do.
They went in and passed over other patients in line who came for Tata Selmo’s healing rituals and potions. There they let Emelie lie on the same bamboo settee where Lina used to sit on for healing. The same scent of smoke filled the air. Same kind of incense was lighted. Words of Latin-like sound were uttered and the same concoction Lina used to guzzle was tried to put in Emelie’s system.
Finally Emelie stopped trembling. Eerie silence filled the surrounding, only the sound of the air whizzing the trees’ leaves are heard. There, Emelie who was the passport of Lina’s family of liberation from poverty is not anymore breathing, her heart stopped beating; there on the same hard bamboo couch where many were healed held a lifeless girl.
“Kasi hindi sinunod ni Lina ‘yung payo ni Tata Selmo. Dumaan sila sa may malaking puno.”





Tuesday, July 19, 2011

CMAM301

DATABASE MANAGEMENT

nasa computer lab ako ngayon para sana matuto.
nagbayad ng mahal para sabihing nagtamasa ang kalidad ng edukasyon.


ANSABE.

ANYARE?!

habang patuloy akong pumapasok sa unibersidad araw-araw, unti-unti rin ata akong nwawalan ng gana para ipagpatuloy pa ito. pero ano nanam ang gagawin ko kung hndi ako papasok [at mag aaral]? ayaw ko pa mag asawa. ayaw ko tumulad samga pinsan ko na hindi nakpagtapos ng kolehiyo kaya ngayon nagmumukhang squatter's area na likod bahay namin. naghahati sa maliit na lupa na ipapamana ng lola ko.maaganag nga-asawa, maagang naanakan/nagkaanak. gagaya pa ba ako sa pagkakamali na nagagawa na ng mga nauna sa akin? AYAW KO.

kaya heto ako, kahit na batong bato na sa pagtalakay tungkol sa PURCHASES, GOODS RECEIPT AT  PURCHASE INVOICE, andito pa rin ako sa computer lab na para sa akin ay parang internet cafe na tintambayan pag vacant period. patapos na ang isa'at kalahating oras pero wala pa ring pumapasok sa utak ko.


PENGENG WAMPORT. may quiz daw.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

KUMUSTA NA AKO?

Matagal na panahaon na rin nung hli akong magpost dito.
andami nangyare.

ANYARE? hahaha

saka na ko magkkwento pag tapos na klse ko.

hahahaha.

masayahin pa rin ako. kahit papano.:)

may mga bagay na pinagdesisyonan ko nag itigil.
at may bagay rin na pinagdesisyunan king simulan at ipagpatuloy.

NAGBABAGONG BUHAY NA KO. daw .:D

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

NAG-IISIP MAN AKO MINSAN.

minsan naisip mo naman
na minsan naiisip ta ka?
o kaya naisip mo ma daw
na madalas, ika ang iniisip ko?
paminsan-minsan nag-iisip ako 
kung ano man daw ang nasa isip mo.
napapaisip lugod ako kung ano ang
 iniisip mo ngunyan.
napapaisip ako, muya ko garo kung
naiisiapn mo man akong isipon.
basta ako ugma ta pag tungkol 
saimo, pinag-iisipan ko talaga.
napapaisip lugod ulit ako kung
ano ang iniisip mo ngunyan.

02FEB2011

Thursday, February 24, 2011

DAUGHTER

Everything she sees
she says she wants.
Everything she wants
I see she gets.

That's my daughter in the water
everything she owns I bought her
Everything she owns.
That's my daughter in the water,
everything she knows I taught her.
Everything she knows.

Everything I say
she takes to heart.
Everything she takes
she takes apart.

That's my daughter in the water
every time she fell I caught her.
Every time she fell.
That's my daughter in the water,
I lost every time I fought her.
Yea, I lost every time.

Every time she blinks
she strikes somebody blind.
Everything she thinks
blows her tiny mind.
That's my daughter in the water,
who'd have ever thought her?
Who'd have ever thought?
That's my daughter in the water,
I lost everytime I fought her
Yea, I lost every time.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

RX:'TOGMORON

eto yung ang sinsabing 'wag aasa. maraming pwedeng mangyari na hindi kasama sa mga bagay na inaasahan mo. at kung sakali man na dumating yung pagkakataon na ganon, dapat handa ka.


masakit sa ulo diba? 


sige, i'untog mo pa.

Monday, February 21, 2011

ang bago kong paboritong kulay. :)

dati gusto ko green
pero nung nakilala kita,
gusto ko na nag BLUE. :)

naiinlab na yata ako sayo.
ba't ba ambaet mo?
haha.
masaya ako pag kasama mo.
komportable kahit di ako magpulbo.

heto na naman me.
padalos-dalos.
hindi nag-iisip ng maayos.
malay ko ab kung kaibigan lang talaga 
turing mo diba?
malay ko din ba, hindi ko rin ito inasahan
ee kasi nung una, 
ang suplado mo.:D
hahaha. basta masaya ako.
ee ano naman kung di mo ko gusto?
kahit na pag-21 mo pa balak magseryoso,
maghihintay ako at aasa kahit papa'no.

wala man  akong karapatan 
na masaktan o magselos,
o ang buhay mo, ako ang mag-ayos,
dito pa rin ako,
bilang kaibigan ba.
alam ko naamn na bilang kaibigan,
di mo ko sasaktan.

15FEB2011
01:01am

Sunday, February 20, 2011

when i WAS a princess.

i was like listening to the song a friend suggested me, and hell yeah!, i was like, i miss my father.
(even if he's just two meters away from me. :( )

I MISS BEING HIS DAUGHTER.

Sad but true. As we age, there develops a gap between the bond of parents and children, of  father's and daughter's. When i was younger, I promised myself not to depart from the feelings I loved when i was a kid. the feeling that made me felt secured and happy. the feeling that whatever happens, there will always be someone out there to lift me up when i stumble, catch me when i fall and fish me out of the wide and vast sea to save me from the sharks and storms. i miss it when i was their little girl; when i was daddy's little girl. 
he would carry me around the house. he would make me feel how loved i was.

but now, everything seemed to have change.




DADDY'S LITTLE PRINCESS is a KID NO MORE. :(



Sunday, February 13, 2011

ARAW ng mga PUSO.

 [isang araw bago ang...]


araw ng mga puso na bukas.
pero puso ko, hindi ko pa mahanap.


whew.


THAT coming from me? {intonation ni tadz}




okay lang ako.:))


haha. post ng taong hindi pa rin malaman kung nakamove on na o hindi.
basta, masaya ako na wala na kmi. 
pero nalulungkot din kasi minsan namimiss ko siya.:(


okay lang ako.:))


kasi may mga kaibigan ako na laging nandyan.
at may BAGO AKONG KAIBIGAN. :D 
haha.:)




okay lang ako.:))


kasi sila mama andyan din para sa akin para sumuporta.
anjan sila lagi para ipaalala na por que't walang boypriend e katapusan na ng mundo.




okay lang ako.:))


kasi, narealize ko na kaya kong mamuhay na walang LABLAYP [for the mean time.:DD]




to heck with VALENTINE'S DAY. 
its just another day in the calendar.


saka,




araw-araw naman tayong may puso,
bakit hindi ginawang araw ng mga puso araw-araw? 




haha.


HINDI AKO BITTER.

naidudulot ng pagiging sawi.:D