Makuha kayo sa isang tingin!

Isang hirit lang po… pang-bawas lang ng pressure.

Sa lahat ng mga EPAL, ipokrito, sip-sip, chu-chu, ahas, anay, balimbing, korap, manyak, malisyoso, kotong, magnanakaw, maaangas, siga, mamamatay-tao, mandaraya, adik, baliw, plagiarizer, pilosopo, maninira ng dangal, dorobo, pilibustero, buwiset, kupal, utak-talangka, traydor, matapobre, tsismoso’t tsismosa, plastik, peke, back-stabber, inggitero’t inggitera, usisero, bantay-salakay, at mga generally NEGANG tao sa loob at labas ng Gobyerno, Simbahan, Media, Paaralan, Komunidad at Pamilya

Puro kayo kalokohan! Umayos kayo!

Makuha kayo sa isang tingin oy.

Makuha kayo sa isang tingin!

Sure signs na nagmi-MIDLIFE CRISIS ka na :-(

Yan ang hirap sa mga posts na ganito… ia-out mo talaga sarili mo na nagmi-midlife crisis ka na nga. Otherwise, saan mo binase ang iyong mga claims, di ba? Haaays.

Pero anyway, duda ko talaga na andun na ako sa stage ng buhay na tinatawag na “Mid-life Crisis.”

Midlife crisis is a term coined in 1965 by Elliott Jaques stating a time where adults come to realize their own mortality and how much time is left in their life. A midlife crisis is experienced by many people during the midlife transition when they realize that life may be more than halfway over. (Wikipedia)

Bakit ko nasabi ‘to, ‘ka n’yo?

Consider The Signs:

  • Mas nadadagdagan (hindi nababawasan) ang aking pag-inom.
  • Mas madali na akong ma-bore sa mga bagay-bagay.
  • Nag-iisip na akong magpakabit ng Hikaw (sa kaliwang tenga)
  • Nanghihinayang na ako sa mga bagay na hindi ko nagawa nung medyo bata pa.
  • Nagiging nostalgic na ako palagi.
  • Madalas nang ma-depress.
  • Gustong kong bumili ng “Big Bike” (dahil lang hindi ko afford ang sports car)
  • Basta na lang nag-decide na hindi magpapa-gupit/mag-aahit sa loob ng isang taon.
  • Nabawasan ng matindi yung sense of humor ko (hindi na kasing-babaw ng dati)
  • At pagdating sa sex… Ah basta. Huhuhuhu…

😦

Sure signs na nagmi-MIDLIFE CRISIS ka na :-(

Taragis talagang buhay ‘to…

Birthday ng Misis ko nung isang araw. Hindi kami nakapag-handa. Hindi ako naka-bili ng cake. Hindi ako nakabili ng regalo. Pareho kaming wala sa bahay nun. Kasi nasa ospital kami. Na-confine yung panganay namin. Nung una akala Dengue. Nung hindi pala, akala naman Typhoid. Nung hindi pa rin, akala naman Gastroenteritis. Dun tumama sila. Pero hindi rin pala. Kulang. Maliban sa Gastroenteritis, may Tonsilitis din. At ang delikado talaga… Dehydration. Daming Blood Samples na kinuha. Daming iyak. Daming luha. Wawa. Kung pwede lang sana ako na lang ang sinuwero. Ako na lang sumuka. Ako na lang naratay sa kama ng tatlong araw. Ng dalawang gabi. Buti na lang gumaling ka na, anak. Sakto pa sa birthday ng Nanay mo yung pag-uwi natin sa bahay. Parang regalo na din pala, ano? Na-miss mo ba kapatid mo? Kahit ganun yun na-miss ka din nun. Mahal na mahal ka namin ng Nanay mo, anak. Pareho ng pagmamahal namin sa kapatid mo. Walang labis, walang kulang. Huwag na nating ulitin ‘to ha? Pramis? Good. Happy Birthday, Dear!

Taragis talagang buhay ‘to…

The Beauty of Ugly.

Oftentimes, we only see the most obvious… what is apparent.

When regarding beauty, for example, we normally (stress on the “normally”) stop at appreciating what is in front of us without considering the hows, the whys and the what ifs connected to it.

In short, our view of things — of people, of events, and even of opinions — is usually (again, stress on the “usually”) one-dimensional and incomplete.

Halimbawa, beautiful things often hide an ugly side; a side that, nevertheless, is integral to the beauty of the thing being considered. Meaning, were it possible to remove that ugly element, the beauty of the thing will be diminished, maybe irreversibly.

So we may just need to accept both beauty and ugliness at the same time.

Consider this scene (a recent photograph I took of the Manila skyline from atop Antipolo). The diffused light and blended shades of orange, red, grey, black and white only happens because of the air pollution that permanently blankets the metropolis. Sweep away that haze of toxic and noxious fumes and you are left with a harsh vista, a palette of clashing colors, and a migraine-inducing view where severe contrasts is the order of the day.

Only views like these — where beauty and ugliness are blended into one indistinguishable mesh — can evoke love, song and art in the hearts of people.

I choose Beauty and Ugliness, both at the same time.

The Beauty of Ugly.

Sino ba naman ang hindi mababaliw?!

Ang Norwegian painter na si Edvard Munch (1863-1944) ang may likha ng sikat na expressionist painting na The Scream. Maraming versions ang expressionist painting na ito — oil, pastel, lithograph, tempera on cardboard — ngunit ang pinaka-kilala ay yaong nasa baba. Ayon sa isinulat ng artist sa kanyang diary (ang kanyang inspirasyon upang ipinta itong obra ay)…

I was walking along a path with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.

Ayon sa ibang art critics, ang inilalarawang background ng painting ay halintulad sa nararamdaman ng isang indibidwal na may depersonalization disorder, na parang feeling of distortion of the environment and one’s self. Ganito kaya ang karamdaman ni Munch?

Ewan ko lang ha, pero parang ganun na ganun mismo ang naramdaman ni Atty. Vitaliano Aguirre nang sinasabon (na naman) ni Sen. Miriam Santiago ang prosecution team.

Sino ba naman ang hindi mababaliw?!

Living under the gun… it ain’t fun.

The recent ambush-slay of a Philcoa executive is just the latest in a long list of murders involving “unknown gun-wielding assailants.” Prior to this attack there was the killing of a doctor in Quezon; the assasination of the PUP Vice-President; the killing of DSWD Makati Assistant Chief, Mila Dumaguit (the murder being recorded on CCTV cameras)…

The yet unsolved murder of Ramgen Revilla only underscores the seriousness of the situation. Doubtless, this won’t be the last incident.

Bakit nagkaganito tayo? We were quite peaceful once, right? I remember my Lolo’s stories about how safe it was, during the 50s and 60s, to walk the streets of Manila; more so the provinces.

An’yare?! Exactly when did we become this gun-crazy, shoot-em-up-just-like-that nation?!

Was it because of World War 2? Was it Marcos’ fault? Is the grinding poverty a key factor, or the people’s chronic distrust of government’s capacity to protect them from criminals?

Or have we been conditioned to “shoot first and ask questions later” from watching too many cowboy and indian movies? FPJ movies? Lapid movies?

Ewan.

Basta ang alam ko, I don’t want my kids to grow up in this kind of society. If we can’t change it, we’ll just have to leave it behind. For their sake. 😦

Nga pala, today, yet another “unknown assailant” shot basketball star, Ali Peek, in the neck.

’nuff said.

Living under the gun… it ain’t fun.

The Art of Compromise…sa totoong buhay.

Powtek. Andami ko pang gustong gawin!

Dati akala ko, as i grow older and get to finally do those things i wanted to do when i was younger, mababawasan na yung “to do” list ko. MALI pala.

Kabaliktaran yung nangyari.

In fact, yung “to do list” ko, naging “to do album” na! Hehehe…huhuhu… haaaays 😦

Ang masama pa nito, di hamak na mas maraming “impediments” ngayon sa pag-fulfill ko ng lahat ng goals ko sa buhay… well, compared sa mga impediments na kinaharap ko nung bata pa ako.

[NOTE: walang negative meaning yung term na “impediments” dito. Baka may magalit pa. Hehehe. Saka normal lang naman yun, di ba? The older you get, the more “baggages” in life you accumulate. Teka… wala ring negative akong implied sa “baggages” ha? Demmit! Itigil ko na nga itong paggamit ng euphemisms na ganito.]

Mabalik ako sa sinasabi ko… andami ko pa ring gustong gawin! Sana magawa ko na lahat ito bagobago madagdagan ulit yung lista. 🙂

  • Gusto kong maisama sa byahe abroad ang Pamilya ko. Sina Dear Dawter (DD), BebehBoi (BB) at Nanay Ni Dear Dawter (NNDD). Ako lang kasi ang byahe ng byahe. Unfair, di ba?
  • Gusto kong magkaroon ng Big Bike. Kasi big ako at hindi sa’kin bagay ang scooter. Ang kaso, di ako marunong mag-motor. Pa’no kaya yun?
  • Gusto kong magkaroon ng Bahay na Bato. Yung tipong mga bahay sa Vigan. Pero modern amenities sa loob, shemps. Magkano kaya ang ganun?
  • Gusto kong magkaroon ng VW Kombi Van. Kasi, deep inside, Hippie talaga ako. Kaso, mag-motor nga hindi ako marunong, mag-drive pa?! Demmit.
  • Gusto kong buhayin ang Mountain Bike ko. Eto kaya kong patakbuhin. Hehehe…
  • Gusto kong magkaroon ng Shotgun (hindi AK-47 ha!). Ewan ko ba. Hindi na talaga ako secure sa lipunan natin ngayon. Kaya tuturuan ko din si NNDD kung paano gamitin yung Shotgun.
  • Gusto kong magpapayat (Honga pala… muntik ko nang makalimutan ‘to. Hehehe)
  • Gusto kong i-tour ang Burma. Pero solo muna, mahirap isama ang pamilya sa “iffy” na lugar.

etcetera… etcetera… etcetera… 🙂

The Art of Compromise…sa totoong buhay.

Like it or not, ito ako :-|

That was more a statement to myself than to anyone else.

Being exposed to too many opinions, points of view and stands (many often contradicting one another) can definitely wreak havoc on a person’s self-concept. Those of relatively weak disposition (or is it weak discipline?) may end up being like a SPONGE — soaking up every single opinion one comes into contact with, mixing all these together and calling the result one’s own.

Definitely not a good thing.

Lalu na kung madalas kang matanong ng, “Teka… so ano ba talaga ang sariling opinyon mo kung ganun?

Kaya minsan it’s good to do regular reality-checks, at least when it comes to your “personal” beliefs… peer opinions, popular trends and organizational affiliations be damned.

Kaya… like it or not, Taroogs, ito ang mga paniniwala mo:

  • Payag ka sa Death Penalty para sa “heinous” crimes. Hindi na nito kailangan pa ng mahabang paliwanag. Basta karumal-dumal talaga yung krimen… yung tipong hindi na tao ang gumawa… bitayin na.
  • Sang-ayon ka na hindi dapat ihalo ang mga menor de edad sa mga matatandang preso. Pero mali na sa DSWD lang sila inihahabilin. Dapat may itayong eksklusibong piitan para sa mga batang kriminal at doon gawin yung rehabilitasyon nila. Kapag inabot na nila ang age of majority, repasuhin ang kanilang kaso at either pakawalan na sila or ilipat na sa ordinaryong piitan.
  • Galit ka sa synthetic/overly-processed drugs (shabu, cocaine, rugby, ecstasy, etc.) pero OK lang sa’yo ang marijuana, talampunay, ‘shrooms at hash. Btw, para sa’yo, drug-pushing is not a heinous crime but operating drug laboratories definitely is!
  • Kapag tumawid ka sa bawal tawiran at nabangga ka ng sasakyan, kasalanan mo yun! Dapat walang kaso yung driver. Conversely, kapag nasa tama yung pedestrian at sinagasaan, sinide-swipe, o binangga, kulong agad dapat yung drayber!
  • Racism is OK sometimes. Lalu na kung may katwiran (e.g., may OFW na pinatay ng among Arabo, o mga Pinay na nilinlang ng Nigerians para maging drug mules). Kaya nga tinagurian siyang “weapon of the weak.” Pero ibang usapin na yung generalizing na racism.
  • Gender-sensitivity seminars will have minimal effect on “old” people (30 y.o. and above) kasi buo na yung personality nila. To be truly beneficial, it has to begin during preschool and continue until kids graduate from college.
  • We Filipinos are not beyond redemption; but it will take something drastic to change us for the better, or to at least arrest our cultural deterioration. Kung ano yun, hindi ko alam. But I pray that it won’t be as catastrophic as an atomic bomb exploding over our cities or as cataclysmic as a major earthquake or tsunami wiping out whole communities. Hindi ko lang talaga makita na isang charismatic leader ang magiging daan. We Pinoys have become too jaded to go down that easy a road again.

Yun muna. Nade-depress na naman ako. Haaays. 😦

Like it or not, ito ako :-|

End of an era… “Una Sikat,” yumao na :-(

Medyo OA itong post na ‘to, alam ko, pero di ko lang mapigilang i-record yung mahalagang yugtong ito ng buhay ko… nagsara na yung restaurant na kakabit ng post-college / early married life days ko.

Nung una kaming tumira sa Sikatuna Village, after college — shempre, sharing kaming magkakabarkada sa isang apartment unit — sa Una Sikat Restaurant (ComPares na name niya now) kami noon madalas mag-almusal (at mag-sabaw pagdating ng madaling araw kinabukasan).

Nung nagka-pamilya, several years later, dito pa din sa Una Sikat kami madalas kumain (at magpahulas ng kalasingan).

Lampas isang dekada na rin yata yun.

Nagsara na ang Una Sikat.

Pa’no na ngayon ‘yan?

Saan na ako kakain ng Hotsilog with chili sauce, libreng (refillable) sabaw and extra fried-rice?

😦

End of an era… “Una Sikat,” yumao na :-(