a new milestone...

Sinong di mag-aakala na ang buhay sa kolehiyo ay puno ng kulay. Sa bawat gilid ng sild ay parang saklaw mo na ang pinakamimithi. Sa bawat palapag na tahak na inaakyat, nababatid ang kakaibang saya sa kadahilanang natatanaw ko ang maliwanag na bukas at matamis na kinalabasan buhat sa bawat patak ng aking pawis at dugo kasabay sa pag-agos ang pagod at hirap. Sa bawat asotea na tinatambayan, nabubuhay ang pagkakaisa at pgtutulungan. Tunay ngang kamangha-mangha.

Ako ay simpleng tao lamang, taong patuloy na naghahanap at naghahangad ng kahulugan ng payak na buhay. tulad ng iba, wari isa akong aliping sagigilid na walang permanenteng kalulugaran. tulad ng iba, sumusunod sa daloy ng buhay. ngunit hindi nila batid sa kanilang isipan na natututo na akong makipagsapalaran dahil sa kanila. natututo na akong imulat ang aking mga mata sa mapangahas at mapagmalabis na kapaligiran. Napukaw ako sa mga imahe ng pagkatalo at tagumpay, kahirapan at kapalaluan. Hindi nila alam na isa ako sa kanila.

One way to haven

It was Sunday, a time to pray, a time to give thanks, and a time to worship. Davao that time was very hot yet the clouds are running above the sky and chasing with the winds. People were walking fast along the long sidewalk of San Pedro Street. Some took pictures in front of the church, some ate some yummy delicacies that can only be bought in San Pedro, and others are playing while a party was going on. I was there watching them, observing the norms, and analyzing and focusing the acts of others. While having this momentum, I am trying to concentrate to what the priest is preaching.

The mass ended well. The second hand of the city’s Big ben-like was still moving like there was a blood flowing into it. Time passed by and poof…It’s time for the youth service in the Evangel Family Church. My friends and I sang all along, dance with our might, and silent praying as solemnity caressed our soul. I couldn’t imagine how fast the flow of our worship was. It felt like I was there for a couple of minutes. Outside the room, it was already dark. People are busy fixing their stuff. The roads were really busy. And I went out for a walk just for a while. After some time, I came back to meet my friends again. It is sad to say but it was another goodbye again.

I checked my phone to update myself. It was already 6 o’ clock and 2 quarters in the evening. That night was cold and fancy lights standing beside the street were twinkling. The stars were visible in the sky and the moon was shining so bright giving me a warm feeling. I was so clam that time. The park caught my eyes. There were bright lights. The park was so huge. The bliss filled me in. I strolled around the park and it was really great. The park has a playground for the kids who want to play all day. There were seats everywhere to pamper me when my legs are tired. The amphitheater gave me a feeling like I was in a ritual show where witches do bonfire. It felt like heaven. It was really great!

It is a day of excitement, a bright day that no one can imagine. I can already feel the seasons of giving, the breeze of coming happy memories, and sense and hear the crackling laughs. Today is December 20, 2007, Thursday. There is nothing special on this day just like the other days in the year. Waking up as early as six o’ clock in the morning, taking a bath in a cute and humble bathroom with cold, splashing and running waters, and going to school are some activities are very common to me. It is more likely a routine to me. But what alarms me most during these days is the pressure of having an examination with a very scary defense of our project. Chilling. Freezing. Freaking. It’s time to do it.