Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Grateful! My Heart is Shouting!



I'm now here, penning down my thoughts again. This is simply one way of reflecting. I don't actually know where this blog will be heading. I just would like to express.

As other people suffer from distress silently, I'm trying to put it down in words. One way of being sane, aside from telling it to a person very close to me, I sometimes write and later on have her read it, again my way of shuffling negative vibes and letting good ones to come. Not to mention my fan has been a good adviser and a very generous critique. -- a person with so much praises!

So here, As I end my first year on the real mad rat race, I realized that life presents us with two sentiments--- happiness and sorrow. These two collide as I strive hard everyday and my eyes and heart opened widely to see things on the right perspective or else if not, I was not able to perform well and as a result this would make my life such a dismay. As I venture my everyday journey, I encounter things that make me wanna give up, but thanks to my Atsi for giving me all the support and affirmations. It made me realized that once I received a great blessing, there's a big possibility that I will encounter difficulties too for me to appreciate more what was given. As I face my difficulties in work, I have seen the great blessing in my Atsi. She is a blessing a grace from God!

I don't know how to thank people who are always ready to extend their helping hands and loving hearts. I will always be thankful that God has given me blessings more than I deserved-- my family, friends, colleagues, and of course you, my Atsi . I am poor but God makes me feel rich in form of His love which he made me feel through you! I love you Lord! I don't know how could I possibly give back the favor but as your poor and humble child, giving it back means doing good everyday. I promise to do good all the time! :)

Monday, December 6, 2010

Enchanted

As the darkness came into existence
I'm delighted with the sight of place
Never did I see
Wonderful paradise in the city.

Nocturnal I become
Enchanting view I long to see
Lights are dancing on the dark
They're like dating at the park.

As I waited for the sky to change
Astounded, my heart jumps!
Having seen the horizon that connects the sky to earth
Mesmerized, I held my breath.



Thursday, November 4, 2010

Random Thoughts

... it is falling in love slowly...

Early this morning, when i was about to get up and start the day right by helping my mom do the household chores, something makes me wonder and lie down on bed for quite some time. That something? I really don't know. I'm not certain about it but I know it made me think of what and how life is. :)

In the middle of my oh- so- early- daydreaming, I thought of what one of my professors have asked my friend about her past. She (my professor) said ‘what if that person comes back and this time, he is a totally changed man? Wouldn't you accept him to be your partner?’ This thought gives me a little smile on my face. Sometimes, really it is hard to just accept someone and make him/ her become a part of your life again. Moreover, if that person has been the reason why in some point in your life, you felt so down, deserted, depressed, and there was no one but only yourself to hold onto and single-handedly heal the wound he/she caused you. No matter how much support you get from your family, friends, and from above, it is no one but your own self could help you stand up and continue searching for your purpose. Life always offers us lessons which are bound to be learned in different ways. Some are kindheartedly accepted as well as learned and there are lessons which we intentionally refused of learning. Well sometimes, we're just being blinded of hatred and bitterness to learn those lessons for the reason that they're presented to us in the hard way. Likewise, we tend to dwell so much in our past which impedes us to grow and move forward. We cannot do anything to change what had happened, to tailor the damage that has been done. What good we can do about the situation is to go on, forgive everyone who caused us harm, forgive ourselves, and never live in our past but always learn from it. It is right but to live life without hard feelings specifically resentment. Nevertheless, as the cliché always goes, ‘change is the only permanent thing in the world.’ What we have been through could change us to a stronger, more mature, and this time a person which will face trials in life confidently.

Another thought which comes in my mind is the realization of how people dream of almost everything. From material things up to the intangible ones that no one even those fairies from dreamland could ever give. It made me think of people from past generations--- those who lived during the age of ice and stone. Do they also dream the way we do right now? Knowing that they are people, intelligent as they are, do they expect this kind of living we have today? If only time travelling exists, I would definitely go back to the time wherein people live in contentment and simplicity. Wherein the only problem they have was the food they’ll eat every single day. Though, it is still a problem nowadays for some, still there’s a big difference. Possibly if only I would be given the chance to travel through time, I’ll learn how to appreciate the life I have and be contented with it. I don’t have anything against dreaming for it is free and could be our motivation to do the best in everything. But too much of dreaming, it is what I don’t actually like. It makes us greedy and finds no contentment at all.

Then comes another thought. It’s personal to a certain extent though. Anyway, it’s my post, I have the liberty. So here. I’ve been thinking of the good old days and the "what if’s " I’ve been keeping for years. (Now I’m talking about the past, but reminiscing is far different from living right? :p) Seriously, people come and go. Some leave marks in our lives and there were some who passed by and... that's all! They just passed by without us knowing them wholeheartedly. In my life, a lot of special people were already gone. Most of them just go on their own way, leaving me behind. That's what I thought it was. I was wrong, It was a wrong judgment on my part. But I can't blame them for they only believed on what I've shown them. Now, I feel awful. Being snobbish, and the feeling of being high and mighty, for me is just one way of protecting myself. And mind you, I'm shy of showing off what I feel (but not this time). Of course, for them, it's a different story. Those special people, they don't really go, they're still with me. I was just so selfish and close-minded about how they feel. that I realized they also have the free will to be hurt, to feel tired and by that, they learn how to fall out of love. So, proven it is true that you only feel one's worth when they're gone. When they already stopped letting you feel you're such a gracious gift for them. Maybe, I am also scared of expressing this feeling of mine. Never we can tell that we're certain of everything. No matter how small or big those feelings are. It is up to us to let it out considering what it may bring to us. It's both hard if we choose to keep it, or to flaunt it. But nothing beats the happiness we might have once we decided to let others know about it. Now I understand, the things we dreamt of before might turn to be the biggest regret. Remember what I have mentioned above? We can make things right. There are still changes that awaits us. It is okay to regret but don't let it consume you for it may also be the reason why you can't move forward. Moving forward is easier said that done but taking it slowly will assure you of becoming a better person.

I have been sharing a lot. Well, it is life. That's the way it is. We can always have the control but sometimes it is also good to let things happen on their own way, you might feel bad about it but that's life, just live with it and let yourself learn how to fall in love with it... slowly.


Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Dear Mama


This is my simple gift for my mother. I really don't know how can i put into words the happiness I had that day. Mother's Day 2010 is a very special day! This is the only time I kissed my mom. (I really find it hard to express my love for her) :))

I've been in this world since 1990,
I saw how gave us everything that made us feel we're deities.
How could we make our dreams possible?
If it's not because of you, life is always in trouble.
Oh Mama, thank you for the love so unconditional.
For the sacrifices--- indeed it make us so special.
Everyday as we bloom,
You're there without a gloom.

It's my dream to take you out for a date.
With you, the night, I want to stay late.
And tell stories of my life,
Let you feel it's hard to live without you by our side.
It's my dream to treat you on a spa.
Give you relaxing moment with Papa.
But there are hindrances--- the life you chose to live,
You endure everything for us, you could give.

It might be hard for me to say,
The magic phrase that will serve as the pay.
For every sweat you invest,
To nurture and give us what is best.
Mama, I love you.
Don't think I never do.
There are times I'm rude to you,
But please don't doubt my love for you

.

If people will ask me about my mom,

I’ll brag about you and say, “we are the lucky ones.”

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY MAMA!

“ I’ll love you forever

I like you for always

As long as I’m living

My MAMA you’ll be.”

Love,

Golda Meir

Monday, May 10, 2010

Life...

A blessing. A gift.
Which entitles us not to grief.
Thankful we should be,
This life given with glee.

Being poor is not a sin,
Nor it is a curse injected within.
Being rich is not really good.
It makes people get into greed.

Being single is not a sin.
Don't think you're not winning.
You might not know the plan,
Who knows you're the lucky one.

Being abandoned is not a sin.
Don't plant hatred, the only thing you've seen.
It gives you the opportunity to grow,
And to face with confidence the sorrow.

Tell me if you lived
Your life you'll survive.
I'm sorry to be rude.
It' like you're just ruining the world.

It's not too late to hold.
The little hope, don't you fold.
Change to make a change.
Give yourself the sincerity of pledge.

Life is just like that.
You're like playing the dart.
It depends on how you carry,
The pin on the bull's eye will be buried.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

The Legacy of the Coolest Prof

Sometimes fate gets so tired to favor us. Sometimes it's not enough to hope and to pray for something you're longing for. Sometimes it gives us the reason to hate everything when fate did not give us what we've been asking for so long. And in times like this, when the world seems to stop turning--- after the perennial question has been asked, and the bomb has been dropped, future seems to be blurred, unclear, dark, and unsure. The emptiness was so intense in making all of us cry not knowing where should we get a single reason to put smile back on our faces. The fear of going in the dark keeps us from holding back. Uncertainties keep on dwelling inside our minds. The strength we sew for so many years, of course with your help turned out to be eaten by monster of truth. The self confidence seemed not to reach the boiling point.--- And total sadness is so much willing to make the stage his own. From where do we get the courage of facing the unthinkable? When in fact, in that so dark destination, we're not sure if one's waiting, if one was there, if one will help us stand up the moment we fell? --- Just like what you always do, just like how you help us raise up every after fall. Just like how you praise us no matter how small and sometimes disappointing our works are. Just how you get mad in every mistake, and find reason how to throw away that madness and replaced them with stern yet sweet and overflowing words--- from a father, from you.

How could we ever ease the pain if we are already used to you--- your encouragements, support, your fatherly advices,your presence, just simply all about you, gives us the reason to feel better. You somehow spoiled us, in a good and qualitative way.For now it is only you who could make us be happy again. In you we found comfort and even how much we claim we're mature people, it's not easy to break up our comfort zone. ---You as the head of it. Sorry for the times we took you for granted, it is because you're so dear to us, and there are really times we took for granted the person who we love and look up to because we know that no matter how annoying we are, that person will not let us down--- who will stand still whatever it takes. But not now, not tomorrow. Sorry our captain. Sorry our boss. Sorry our coach. Sorry if we're making things quite hard for both sides. We tried the hardest and we wanted the most. We want you. Selfish as it is, but we really do. But how could we make it still be you? There's nothing we could do. Perhaps this feeling, this ache of heart will be gone just on the right time for us to gain all the confidence and courage again. You who never get tired of us. You who has been the coolest prof ever. You who proudly says we're not snob, we're just elite. You who protect us from people of different kind. You who patiently fed our minds. You who take the position of a father to some who lost theirs. We owe a lot from you. We will never be what we are now if it's not because of you. You might leave us now without the assurance of when to come back and if you'll be there when we finally ripped the fruits of our labor. But here is what we are sure of. Wherever you go, whatever we will be, you will never be forgotten, the legacy you left us will forever and always be kept in our minds and hearts and if fate permits when we'll be given the chance to meet again perhaps by surprise, with honor and pride, we will hug you tight and shout, "THANK YOU SIR!" Now, one thing for us to make things work, we shall not look back on the day you told us you're leaving. Instead we'll look back on the many days we had with you.--- So wonderful, so true.

Good Luck Sir, WE LOVE YOU!

Monday, April 26, 2010

SILYA


Bigat mo ay aking ramdam.
Iba't iba na ang aking ninamnam.
Panahon ang naging saksi,
Nang hindi pagiging maigi.

Lahat na ng klase ay dumaan,
Ang iba'y hindi gaano kainam.
Palagi man akong nasasaktan
Tinuring na rin ako na tahanan.

Sa bawat sulat at guhit,
Ikaw ay lumalakas, ako nama'y nagigipit.
Hindi ko gusto na ikaw ay pagbawalan,
Kung iyon ang makapagpapabuti ng pakiramdam.

Hindi ko nais na iyong maging katuwang.
Ngunit walang magawa, pagkat walang muwang.
Ginawa akong makasalanan,
Mga sagot ay sinulat sa aking katawan.

Minsan pa ay dumating kang lumuluha.
Inilabas ang pluma at madiin na ginawa.
Yumuko ka at may ibinulong,
Yun pala ay pagkabigo ng puso ang sa iyo'y lumulong.

May kasalanan ba akong nagawa?
Sa palagay ko naman ay wala.
Ngunit bakit tadyak at sipa,
Mula sayo ay aking napapala?

Di ko pa rin matanggap,
Kapalaran na kay saklap.
Dinidikitan ng babol gam,
Na iyong pinagsawaan at ninamnam.

Maari bang sayo ay humiling?
Pakiusap pakinggan muna bago dumaing.
Pagkatapos nito ay saka mo isipin,
Sino kaya sa atin ang inapi at ang salarin?

Iyo sanang pangalagaan,
Ginagamit mong upuan.
Di man batid ng iyong kaisipan,
Sadyang kami ay nasasaktan.

Binigyan ka ng buhay upang mangalaga.
Dinagdagan pa ng isip ng hindi makapanira.
Pinag-aaral ng iyong magulang,
Di ba naisip na wala ng dahilan na maging kulang?

Aking munting hiling,
Wag mo sanang baliwalain.
Wala mang buhay na ako'y ginawa,
Sa sarili, ako pa rin ay naaawa.