Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Kawalan ng Panahon

Hala Oktubre na! Ilang araw na lamang at Pasko na! Wala man lamang akong blog noong Setyembre. Heto at iisa pa lamang ang aking naitala para sa buwang ito.

Hay, naku! Pakiramdam ko, lagi na lang akong nauubusan ng panahon sa mga bagay na dapat kong gawin. Marami akong dapat isagawa pero hindi ko maisaayos ang mga ito upang marami akong matapos.

Bakit kaya ganoon? Bakit pa nga ba ako nagtatanong? Kilala ko naman ang sarili ko. Kung tutuusin kasi, hindi naman naiiba ang oras na mayroon ako at ang ibang taong maraming nagagawa sa araw-araw. Pareho rin naman kaming may 24 oras mula sa paglubog ng araw hanggang sa susunod nitong pagtatago. Talaga nga lang sigurong hindi ko pa natututunang gamitin ang bawat sandali ng aking buhay nang may pagplaplano, disiplina, at kasipagan.

Saan kaya makabibili ng disiplina at tiyaga? Mukha kasing maraming taong nangangailangan ng mga ito. Magbenta kaya ako? Nye! Paano ako mag-aalok sa iba ng mga bagay na wala rin naman ako.

Saan nga kaya ako dapat magsimula?

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Paliwanag

Lahat ba ng bagay ay kailangan ng paliwanag? Kung hindi naman maiintindihan ang isang bagay, bakit pa ito kailangang ipaliwanag?

Sa bagay, kung tatahimik na lang ang isang taong gustong magtanong, lalong wala siyang malalaman. Kung magtatanong siya at maraming kasagutan, makikita niya ang pinakamalinaw na paliwanag kapag mas marami ang pinagtanungan niya. Kung magtatanong siya at wala namang kasagutan dito, maski papaano, malalaman niyang walang sagot, hindi ba?

Ano sa palagay mo, naintindihan mo ba ang paliwanag ko? Naliwanagan ka ba o nadiliman kang lalo?


Mga Pagbabago

Simula sa araw na ito, ang mga blog na mababasa ninyo rito ay masusulat na sa wikang Filipino. Kung nais po ninyong patuloy na mabasa ang aking mga likha sa Inggles, malaya po kayong makadadalaw sa On Life and Me, ang bago kong blog.
Pakiramdam ko po kasi ay kailangan kong magsanay rin sa pagsusulat sa ating sariling wika.
Maraming salamat po!

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

My Sassy Girl

Fate is "building a bridge of chance for someone you love."

Monday, August 16, 2004

The Legend of 1900

"You're never really done with as long as you have a good story to tell and someone to tell it to."

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

The Pain of Distance

I am here, you are there.
I call and you answer.
But the voice that I hear
Can ne'er be you, my dear.

I am here, you are there.
All that to me are near--
Pain, heartache, and despair
Sad tears fall, steps falter.

When are you coming back?
When will this aching halt?
Speak, bring light to the dark.
Why should we have to part?

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

Sharp Tongue

Why I'm so glad I only have one tongue! (I think my loved ones and colleagues share this sentiment.)

So many times have I put myself and others in awkward situations just because of a few impulsive syllables. Yes, I have my moments of wit and brilliance when world-changing ideas (ahem) pop out of the green substance of my skull. Those instances, however, are quite rare. :)

But for the times when I say stupid things that hurt, even devastate, how I wish I could turn back time! How I wish life is like the VCRs in the office where one button could reverse all events and I can return to scene one.

Oh if only I could zip my mouth faster than I could think of a silly thought!

My! My! Me and my big mouth and sharp tongue! Hmmm...what could be the solution?

Maybe I can shut my mouth, then it would be smaller! Maybe I can dull my tongue by...I wonder what. I can dull my tongue by rolling it often, but it would need lubrication. Ah, maybe warm, dark chocolate that melts in the mouth and cold, milky ice cream that melts at room temperature. But what about my tonsils? They'd be swollen again and I would have fever and I'd miss work and I'd lie in bed all day and I won't be able to talk much. :(

God help me!

My Dream Wedding

Last night, I dreamed I was getting married. I didn't wake up blissful, however, as I would have expected from such kind of dream. I woke up distraught and depressed.

Why? Because I was marrying someone I did not even know! I was to commit a lifetime with someone I have never even seen before! All I know (in my dream, of course) is that my parents like him and that they were the ones who arranged everything.

I came to the wedding late, wearing only church clothes. I remember feeling terrible, awkward, and wanting to cry, shout, or both. There was only a handful of people around us. Their faces did not register in my mind, although I know that they are ignorant of how I feel.

It was so weird! For the first time, I realized how terrible it would feel to marry someone other than the man I love now. It felt so...unreal.

When I told my roommate about it this morning, she immediately thought of some interpretation. So I asked her, "Do dreams really need interpretation?" Isn't the dream the answer itself?

Tuesday, July 27, 2004

On Pursuing Love

When should I give up? When should I go on? When should I surrender? When should I continue the fight?

When should I listen to common sense? When should I listen to my heart and believe? Is the wisdom of gray hair nobler than the hope of the green mind?

When should I play safe? When should I gamble?

Which weighs heavier in the balance: the judgment of the world or giving someone a chance to prove himself?

Which is more important: prudence or love?

Friday, July 23, 2004

Marriage Is Not Out-of-Date

Nope! Marriage is not just an old-fashioned fairytale, nor is it just a way of getting someone to commit to being a lifetime slave.


I still believe that marriage is holy and worthy of every investment a sane person can give. Despite the shocking divorce statistics and the tales of woe of those who have "been there and done that," I still believe that matrimony is an institution fundamental to the life and order of  society.


Will it be logical to consider any given challenge a waste of time simply because many have failed ahead of us? I don't think so. In fact, applying the same adventurous spirit that prevails in the hearts of most adolescents today--which also brings them to the conclusion that a lifetime commitment is a hoax, one would usually be more adamant to accept the challenge and prove his worth.


Maybe the challenge is not the failure. Maybe, or most likely, those who have gone before us have failed. Maybe it is purely their fault, maybe it is not. Too many maybes, I guess.


But one thing's for sure: we need not fail. We can learn from them. We can work harder than they did. We can pray harder than they did. We can succeed more than they did.


Indeed, maybe...

Friday, May 28, 2004

The Meaning of Silong

Silong is a Filipino word for "shade" or "shelter." Aside from that, silong also refers to the space or room underneath a bahay kubo (nipa hut).


This, I think, is the local equivalent of the Westerners' attic. Filipinos traditionally keep old and worn stuff and pets in the silong. Sometimes, Filipinos rest in hammocks hung to the stilts that support the hut. It's actually a good place to relax and reflect on life and its meaning, on loved ones and their value, and on pain and its purpose.


Silong offers rest, peace, and a different perspective. I hope that you, dear friend, will find these in your journey through life.

Thank God It's Sabbath

Today is Friday. A few hours from now, when the sun sets, the Sabbath will start. Indeed, the Sabbath is a gift from God for us humans who labor six days a week. May you also find rest on this holy day as I have.

Welcome

Hi! At last, I have a place on the Net. This is cool. Hmmm... I wonder what I should put in here.