tata

He never shows any hesitation or exhaustion after going out behind bars.

Tata, a 76-year old father of 6, cries inside the toilet while looking at his face in the mirror. He cannot help from covering his mouth as he continues to think of his son being in jail for almost 5 years already. It must have been so difficult for him to be away with him for that long period of time. It must have been so excruciating knowing that this son was his youngest one.

Tata, in the eyes of his family, is a father with stern heart and principles. His family thinks that he is a man who never cries. He is perceived as a man of joyous disposition in life regardless of what had happened to his son.

Tata is also human. But why he keeps a flawless image to his family?

"I just want my family to look up to a person who is strong and determined in life. When they see me like this, they will inherit it, and will pass this to our next generations to come," Tata murmurs as he looks at the person in front of him in the mirror. 

spared from being unique

Pineapple once asked herself, "Why do I have these ugly whirlpools around my body? Banana has smooth skin. Apple has shiny skin too."

One day, when insects lashed out the Fruit Kingdom, every fruit got alarmed and hastily ran to hide from their predators. Banana moved to a very safe dungeon yet those fierce insects found her and peeled her until death. Apple hovered herself up a tree yet she was reached by the insects flying around and finished her unwaveringly.

Pineapple let herself wander in the Fruit Kingdom. With her fixed mind that eventually she would also be gorged, she just did not care with the presence of the marauders. She saw that Banana and Apple vanished into thin air in just some minutes. She thought she would be next. But surprisingly, she was never a target by the insects. She was shunned because of her skin. She was spared because of her special feature that eschewed every insect near her. The attack of the predators ended with just a few fruits left in the kingdom.

Pineapple rued with what her first notion about her appearance. She realized that she survived from the attack because she was different from the others.

Everyone is distinct. Everyone has a special trait. 

Celebrate being different! Desire to be unique!

rules in love?

I keep on pondering on what may be the rules when it comes to love. Why is it that every relationship that I am engaging in doesn't last? 

From my experience, at first, relationships are like heaven. It is almost perfect that it can't seem to falter. But why as times go by it turns out like hell? The seem perfect becomes grotesque.

When she doesn't send a message or call me within a day or two, does it mean I am not important to her? When she doesn't say 'I love you' in any ways does that mean she isn't sweet? When she doesn't want to go to where I want to go does that mean she is inconsiderate? When she refuses to hold my hands in public places does that mean she doesn't really care?

I must confess that I am a little bit of a nagger. But is it a bother to send even just a single message a day? Is it too demanding of me to spare just a minute to say, 'Hey, I am just here.'? These are just simple, and if these are being neglected then there's no point to continue the relationship. 

Are these considered as my rules in relationship? If yes, are they so stiff?

Do you have rules in relationship?

what is Christmas to you?

Just a few days from now, it is going to be December again.  It is Christmas time!

But what is Christmas to you?

Christmas was not much celebrated at home when I was younger. I only had seen a small sometimes recycle-made Christmas tree standing at a corner of our house on the holidays. Year after year, displaying of lanterns had become insignificantly observed. During the Christmas eves, cooking and preparing of food had become less and lesser until there was a time that we did not cook at all. We just woke up at 12:00 midnight on December 24th and that was it...afterwards, we got back to sleep again.

Christmas may have been known all around the globe as a colorful festivity but not within my family. Yet, one distinct thing about Christmas in us is that it brings us together as one family as much as possible. When one of us gets far away because of work or any other reasons, he should make ways to get back home and be together as a family. 

Just a thought, "What is Christmas if there's no family?" I can work all day long to get much money but what is the sense of toiling hard if I don't have a family? I may be as famous as the people I often see on TV but I don't have a family? I would rather be an average worker but have a family. I would rather stay simple in life but with my family. I would rather lose all that I have just I stay with my family.

It is true. As I get older, the more I see and feel the importance of family. I have been learning to appreciate my family. I may be far away from my family now but my heart is always with them. The world will change but never will I change for my family.

I don't forget the fact that in the Christian world this season is the celebration of Jesus Christ's birth. But for me, Christmas means family!

lingering affection

I linger the day when someone would truly care for me then stay with me for the rest of my life. 

Strange it may seem but I just want someone who bravely steps in and show me affection that I need. It's been a while since the last time someone had shown me tender attachment. I have always given mine. Some came but none of them  stayed. The older I become, the fiercer that I need someone to be beside me.

Everything seems bland nowadays. I have been losing my appetite. My hope has flown afar by a distant kite in the sky not knowing if its string is stern enough or is almost torn apart. My worries have grown stronger. Who is out there who'll boldly share time with me until the end of life's journey?

The creases around my eyes prove the long years of waiting. I am afraid that these lines will extend to my forehead, cheeks, or even to the other parts of my face and still waiting.

The late Whitney Houston's song Run To You makes a significance to what I am talking about. It goes like this, "What's the sense of trying hard to find your dream, without someone to share it with tell me what does it mean?"

little

I was deeply touched with Betty Reese's quote, "If you think you are too small to be effective,  you have never been in the dark with a mosquito."

I always belittle myself not trusting my capabilities of doing things beyond what my hands and mind can reach. I have always thought that I am so little that I have no significance in the niche that I am into. I have just a little confidence facing the world I am living in.

I don't really know Betty Reese but her quote must have pinched my heart to the extent that it bled a little. Yes, tiny I am, but like the mosquito, it can hurt its preys.

The tiny mosquito has inspired to push through in the endeavors that I am taking. This tiny being has given me the drive to be more competent in the fields of career that I have chosen or even in the ones that I was not so good at. Little I may be seen by many but the inner being in me is ready to strike anything.