Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Friday, January 9, 2009

Astray


A young girl strayed from home. With all her things packed up she came running towards a young man. He was waiting under the bamboo tree..nervous.. agitated.. He's thinking of tomorrow, he's jealous of yesterday...he's worrying about today. They left the world of complexity.. until it turned out to be simplicity.. duality..familiarity.. disparity..difficulty! They almost lost humility, esteem, respect.. almost lost love.


After a couple of years: “Will you marry me?”, the guy uttered. Silently the wind blows.. The girl got drowned.. she was drowned into tears that she can no longer breathe to speak up. What happened?


She recalled the memories of their breaking dawn. They were happy together. They were friends to one another. As they get closer day by day, differences splurged overwhelmingly. Shocked. Cold. They fight..everyday.. they condemned one another. They speak of no respect to each other. They lost themselves to see who wins and who loses. They doomed their relationship to check on who surrenders first.


Will love exist without respect?”, she asked herself. Yes it'll because love can stand alone. But, “Can a relationship last forever without respect?”, she re-thought. No, it won't because respect must be shown for humans to live harmoniously in love.


She doesn't mean to offend the young man. She still doesn't want to be committed forever because she feels that both of them should get riped. Both of them should build branches together. Both of them should only anchor to HIM and to one another.


Can't these be done after marriage? Can't a fruit be ripe after you take it out from its branch?”, he asked.


Yes, a fruit can be riped after you take it out from its branch. Yet, wouldn't it be more delicious to let the fruit undergo its natural process of ripening? Couldn't we be more prepared as we wait for the fruit to take its natural course before picking it out from its branch? Couldn't we do more as we splurge into the fun of waiting?”, she responded.


Can't you think of love at its best, instead of considering the relationship at its worst?”, he asked.


Loving you is the best feeling I had ever encountered in my entire life. That I thought my love can be more than what you can bear to battle with yourself and your weaknesses. That I thought my love can be the ultimate reason for you to seek and demonstrate the best of yourself. That I thought your love can be the best source of my strength. That I thought your love can make me reign the world... Everything I thought turned into doom when we roar like lions.. when we took off one another's esteem.” , she responded..weeping.


Dear, let's get ourselves back in the game we call our own. Let's give back what we've lost when we stole pride, glory and respect from one another. Let's find time to think of forever as we begin to 'till the soil of tomorrow. Let's spend moments together as we know the brand-new us, better. Let's together dig deeper understanding. Let's together find the river of wisdom. Let's together cultivate abundance and prosperity. Let's together find a better position for one another.. not through marriage.. but through RESPECT. - A letter... when she decided to leave and drift..alone..for the mean time...

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Label or Love?

pix taken from: www.stevekaufmanart.com

I miss working. Well, for me work means 16 hours..lol..that's what I was used to. I recalled some pictures of my weekends where I was just in my condo, doing movie-marathon (remember the 12-1 thing in Makati Cinema square..tsk..tsk.. illegal..), with my laptop in front of me.. typing while watching..conceptualizing while laughing.. I mean, I never find it stressful. I really even enjoyed it! Well, I need to compensate for TRG's generosity (right Mykee?).


As I am preparing for work again, I have been reading articles about business and economy so as to prepare myself in facing the head honchos again. I suddenly felt sad. I recalled my days when I was back in the Philippines. I never spent that much time talking to Jay over the phone when we were apart. I was too busy working. Everytime he calls me, I was inside the meeting room or I'm presenting something in front of the team leaders. There were even times that he just hang on while I'm talking and was just so proud of me every after the meeting. Sometimes, he would just listen on how I do my debates or how I implement policies and would sleep with me talking about a job that's not even his! For him, just by listening to my voice, he already felt at home..Ahhh...(melting).. He has been ever supportive all along.


So when I flew out for Singapore, I decided to spend more time with him. I have studied how to cook, how to prepare his clothes and things, how to fix the bed and all that household stuffs. I mean, I really would like him to feel being taken cared of. He lost a lot of weight kasi when he was alone eh. So I'd like him to gain and build muscles, ordered some meds from Belo and shopped trendy-professional outfits for him. Bumawi ako, in short! Now, he looks better and he looks happy (swerte ni pogi ah!).


This job is something that I have prayed for. This is what I want to be..where I see myself to be at. When they said I might have frequent travel accross Asia, I was like “OMG, 'pano nanaman si Jay nito!”. 'Di ba it was like I have a baby na. Well, that's what he feels too eh, whenever he gets to work and I stay at home. He calls me everyday to check if I ate na. I know naman na he's happy because it's a big break.. it's my career back and more.. but he would sometimes kid and say, “Pano na 'ko magssleep when you're out of the country?” Ahhh... Baduy noh.. 1 year and 6 months na kaya kami.. Yet, I believe naman na we're already grown-ups and we also need to support one another's triumphs.


Now, I'm a bit torn between Label or Love. What is really more important to me? To have a label for my own identity.. a label of position and hierarchy..a label of levelled executive.. a label of worldly success? Or Love.. Hmmm...