Monday, April 01, 2013

Rhythm of Life

There is somehow a marvel with the cadence of life. When we were born, there was this wonder and celebration. Then when somebody dies, there is this grief and lamentation. During moments of triumphs, shouts of exhilaration. During times of disenchantments, cries of anguish and bitterness. The tempo goes on like a rhythm of an old song.  


The journey of life may be challenging, exhilarating, or simply frustrating. But, that's the beauty of it. Those are the flavors that make each day meaningful and unforgettable.

I remember as a child, I would sit on the windowsill trying to grasp why do people need to experience pains and sorrows. Why not just happiness? I found the answers several years ago. Pain then became my constant companion. But, at the end of the tunnel, I found the light of hope.

Now, I understand more why pain is part of life. Getting hurt makes you understand the reason for life. I understand why I needed to taste the bitterness of disappointments. That was for me to brace myself for anything that may happen in the future.

Year 2007 when I made a life changing decision. I think from that on, I learned everything that I needed to comprehend about life. I won’t be enumerating them since until now, I am still in the process of putting them into actions. But, my point is, the second life that I have become more meaningful because of that crossroads.

Though the moments of sorrows, disappointments, grief’s and regrets continue to hound me even after successfully weathering the odds, the strength and faith I have gained from that experience keep me as a survivor.

Now, I have just made another major decision. What makes this different from before? I am armed with the knowledge that whatever happens, I would survive in one piece. I know that deep in my heart, I have committed myself into service and purged myself into offering the best of me. I know that with the rhythm of life, something better and brighter is waiting for me in the future. After all, Victor Marie Hugo said, "hope is the only word written in the brows of every man". With that, I keep my fingers crossed. 

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

The King's Farewell

His demise is a reminder that even a king would one day bid farewell...

R.I.P. to THE KING OF COMEDY...DOLPHY.





Sunday, July 08, 2012

A Day of Disappointments and Sadness


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Bucket of Dreams

That young girl seated on the windowsill many years ago created a dreamer in me. As I struggled for words to encapsulate my grieving heart, I was lost in trance dreaming of the world of words. A place that would bring me with endless choice of words.

Many years after, I remained a dreamer. Though I no longer struggled for words, the brokenness lingered. However, the bottled up emotions are poured into the world of words. The gift that I will always treasure. It did not mend my wounded little heart, but it did help me to express what pained me lest I will be asphyxiated by grief. It became my pillow of comfort as I continued to dream of a better world.


Change. The only word that remains constant in this revolution of transformation. The only word which helped me accept things as they are. Strange as it may seem, things are basically the same. But, now, I am more into cherishing good memories than wallowing into pity with bitter experiences. I feel like after being a dreamer, I am now a bucket being filled generously with memories.

My experiences as a teacher remind me everyday that I can’t remain a dreamer forever. The world is a lovely place filled with memories. They are beautifully woven together and they are right on my place of work- school.

Thus, as I journey thru life, my bucket of memories will no longer be confined in dreams but in memories that will be brought into reality through the power of words and by INSPIRATION.

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Sunday, January 01, 2012

Ending the Year 2011-Welcoming 2012

A quick survey of the backyard showed unbelievable mess brought by last night's welcoming of year 2012. Scattered all over was debris of different firecrackers.

Now, it made me think… how many bothered to clean their clutters?

The past year has brought me some mess which I had difficulty cleaning. There were some mistakes which almost destroyed me but luckily by simply facing them, they were cleared out of my way. I did not escape.


There’s something odd with the way people mess things up then just simply leave them scattered encumbering the way of others. I hate to pontificate but then that is human nature I think. We mess things up expecting others to pick up the rubbishes for us.

Year 2012 is bringing a lot of promises. Some possibilities are up to my personal and professional life. But, I am sure that no matter how much I try to make everything perfect, I would not avoid clattering some mess. It is part of life and it would be up to me how to pick up the pieces and fix them again. I just hope that as I mess some things in my life, I would be strong enough to clean them up.

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