Thursday, January 31, 2013

are you the next Valentine?

Valentine!

Who would imagine that Valentinus, the father of Valentine's Day, was a great martyr? He was imprisoned for performing wedding among soldiers who were forbidden to marry during the Roman Empire. The Roman Emperor at that time forbade soldiers to marry knowing that married men would not be good soldiers. Long after, he was executed for trying to convert the Roman Emperor from paganism to Christianity. Tracing Valentinus' love story from legends, before his execution, he was able to write a card with the now-famous ending "From your Valentine" to Julia, the woman whom everyone believed to have healed from blindness because of him.

So originally, from my understanding, Valentine's Day should mean martyrdom?

The question now is how far can you go in the name of love.

Can you die because of love?
Can you sacrifice just because of love?
Can you be the modern Valentinus?

Why love entails a lot of sacrifice?
Why love has to be complicated sometimes?

Learning from the father of Valentine's Day, love entails a lot of sacrifice. Now, I understand why love is a verb. It is more of an action word. Love efforts more than not.




Wednesday, January 23, 2013

the rule of 3

Stop.

When you think that things are totally damaging to you, stop. No matter how important or valuable these things are if they steal your health, time, and manhood, these are void and senseless. Humans' pursuit of happiness lies on what makes their welfare well treated and nurtured.


Think.

There are certain things that need some time to be thought of. Decisions are not to be rushed. In the end, you would come into rack-and-ruin if your decisions were half-baked. The reason why humans are given minds or brains is for them to ponder on things that really need thorough thinking. It is always better to be fully decided on things than not.

Go.

Go where your heart is. Often than not, because of factors that bind you not to pursue on the things you  want to have and get, you set aside your dreams and ambitions. Pragmatically, it is not so easy to get what you really desire to have. But by having dedication and perseverance, little by little, fulfillment is achievable. In like manner, it takes time, energy, and devotion to reach a peak of a mountain.




love and obsession

Love means a great attachment to and affection for someone and obsession is defined as any action which engrosses the mind. When I feel this great affection towards someone and at the same time I am engrossed to someone do you think I am obsessively in love?

The thin line between love and obsession is so marginal. If I think of the natures of both words, they are almost connected and comparable to each other. It is difficult to determine where to draw a border between the two subjects.

Obsession is an insatiable longing to possess someone as the object of affection. Is it the same in love? I strongly believe that I have all the rights to long for and to be longed by someone and to love or to be loved by someone. Obsession is a fixation and so as love is a fixation towards someone I feel affection with.

According to some researchers and experts, obsession can be dangerous when it becomes worse. It can turn out to be a disorder if I am overtaken by socially coined contravening feelings like resentment or jealousy. Does it mean that if obsession goes steady it isn't really bad? In this case, technically, obsession is just as normal as love.

I guess, the question lies on how I can handle my obsession when I love someone. Since obsession is a persistent impulse to want or own something or someone, I must know how to calm or treat it. 

What are your thoughts regarding love and obsession? Do you think they are connected? Can you think of a fine line that pushes the two terms to be different from each other?

Friday, January 18, 2013

in exchange of working abroad

"Why are you so bad at me?"

This was the question left unanswered  by Lukas after walking away towards forever.

At 45, Evelin cannot imagine that her husband has done things rupturing the vows they have made together for around 2 decades. It never crossed her mind that Lukas  has had this other person, dark and cunning. In their married life, she thought she has almost perfected the roles of a wife, a mother, and a partner altogether. In the end, she found out she was fooled. She was used. She was abandoned.

Evelin, returns to her country for good. After 10 years of being flayed in a place of an unknown family, she comes back at her house. She ponders deeply, "Is it my fault that I wanted to have a better life for my family by rendering my service to another family?" It has not sunk in yet that her house is not a home anymore. Now, she just sees a mere edifice-- built from love, but marred by animosity.

Ever wonder where is Lukas? He has got a new home.

In a country where women are forced to work abroad to sustain their family's need, many of them come back home losing their family. After enduring long sleepless nights living in a family not of their own, they return to their country hapless and hopeless.


Monday, January 14, 2013

the 30'ish syndrome

I stared perhaps the longest time in my life at the TV while my mom was playing solitaire on her bed. Crazy but true, there was nothing on my mind at that time. As if it was just a blank white page of paper but I knew it wandered away subconsciously. These days, I have been having such scenarios and I wonder why, really.

Could it be that I have been rapidly growing older? Probably, my mind is getting forgetful. It sometimes tends to stay in a vacuum where emptiness is seen or felt. My mind might have thought a lot that it sometimes its activities lapse in any way.

Could it be that I have been thinking a lot? Possibly. When I was younger, I was freer and wilder. Responsibility was quite far heavier than what I hold now. I think for the future. I think of doing this and that. I think of achieving these and those. So many things that really make my mind busy.

Could it be that I have been longing for something? Possibly. It seems like everybody wants to have a partner in life to be with in sickness and in health; for richer or for poorer. Everyone wants to be stable in life-- having enough resources to sustain life now and the future. I think everyone in this world tries to achieve a well off living. No wonder being better off sometimes is equated to success.

Could it be that I am sad or depressed? Perhaps. There have been many factors that have affected my viscera these days. Too bad that I have let others come to ruin my happiness. Too bad that sometimes I get so vulnerable to people which leads me to being susceptible to pains and hurts which eventually hit my emotions that could possibly make my days blue or a little miserable.

As I get older, I think even a lot more. As I long for something more, I get sad or depressed when I can't really make them happen. This is the stage I can call the 30'ish syndrome!