Sunday, June 19, 2011

for Father.

Nearly a month ago, i had nightmares and fears that this day would be sadder and emptier. i feared that i wouldn't be able to exchange book discussions, movie criticisms or converse about anything under the great blue sky with my dad anymore. i always feared the worst, and good thing it wasn't realized.

My father, ensured my future. he worked his bum off abroad to secure what i am today, he selflessly worked from 8-5 and then worked as a father to ensure quality time with me, mom and my brother. i am not a very expressive person, heck, my mom was just telling me earlier to greet dad "happy fathers day" personally earlier, but what i cant say verbally, i try to put into writing and words (but ill still try to greet him later on). i know that a simple greeting will never compensate that which he has endured for all of us. that is why i rather write everything here (and publish this in his FB page later! haha). 

so dad, thanks for everything. thanks for the times when you physically manifested despite work to watch or support me during contests in school. when you spent countless of riyals (oman currency) for me to learn tennis and piano. thanks for the times when you gave extra allowances knowing that i never save and am always in the hunt for more cash. thank you for the things that you bought for me, even if it is impractical and not that important, but despite my insistence and disgusting perseverance you and ma gave in. thank you for giving me a good life and now, making me feel very lucky and special compared to others. thank you for ensuring me with quality education despite me getting low scores and even failing some subjects. thank you for the vote of confidence and the belief that i can be someone great in the coming years. thank you for all the advices that you gave to bring me back to reality when i am floating in fantasy. 

Thank you for being you, the person who works as an office manager for the heck of it, but is successful in his career as a Father.  even if i dont say it as often as everyday, you know that i love you and am super proud to have you as the perfect role model, and the father that one could ever wish to have.

Dad, being my training wheels and support even in the simplest things

Happy Fathers Day - Federico Romero , i love you!

Sunday, June 12, 2011

A Dream of a Better Tomorrow - Independence Day Special

3 minutes before today(june 12), my phone went crazy with all the Independence Day greetings that family and friends sent via text. i guess filipino pride is a force to reckon with. 

i am not a hardcore nationalistic citizen. I guess that is the downside of growing up abroad. but i do understand and know what it is to be Filipino, and the many sacrifices that happened just to secure the essence of the word. 

Jacinto, "Gomburza" and Rizal are some of the many filipinos who sacrificed their lives to ensure our future.  They were some of the many who thought about the future rather than their own well being. They are the Heroes whom we grew up with, springing to life while reading our "Sibika" and "Hekasi" Texts.

[A monument erected to commemorate the Defenders of Bataan and Corregidor ]
  [Libingan ng Bayani, Taguig City]

A Lot of filipinos and filipinas risked their lives for all of us today. The unsung warriors of Lapu Lapu, The Brave Katipuneros of Bonifacio, and even the foot soldiers and privates during the American and Japanese occupation. When i think of independence, i think of death. i think of all the struggles our nation had to go through to get where it is today. i remember the sacrifices of many nationalistic people to fight for their ideals and their right as filipinos.

it saddens me that sometimes we forget those who died for us. we forget the reason why they fought and tried to repel those who want our lands. we forget why they paid the ultimate price. today, everyone is concerned with conflicts arising from greed, corruption and negligence of the duties that are given to them. today, everyone is focused more on personal growth and wealth rather than continuing the advocacy of those who died for a better Philippines.

[ Tombstones of the many American and Filipino Soldiers during the war ]
[Fil-Am Friendship Cemetery. Clark, Pampanga]

I do hope that this renewal of Filipino Pride today will end all internal conflicts, end all of the corruption that weakens our country, and start anew as a reformed nation - better and stronger. 

I am Proud to be a Filipino. and i say all these today, because i too, even in my own little way, dream of a better and more successful Philippines.

Happy Independence Day Everyone!

Thursday, June 9, 2011

In focus : Life on the streets

I remembered complaining to my mom when i was in high school regarding  my room conditions. i never liked the idea of sharing a room with my brother, so i kept bugging her to look for a place that can allow me to have a room of my own. (spoiled brat, i know). With the entire annoyance and bratty attitude, they finally gave in. we transfered to a house that is twice the size of our last one, and has an extra room entirely for me. the attitude and greed did not stop there, (if i were to go on, the story would take about 30-40 mins of your time - wouldn't that be fun? haha)

last june 4, me and some close friends went to Binondo to conduct a Handicapped Photoshoot. the objective there is that, we take photos but we are not allowed to take a peek at our shots. at first i was really excited to be part of this small exercise, as such would help improve my skills in taking quality photos. the excitement soon waned when i saw the subjects for the shoot. (honestly, i felt my heart pause - for a second or two)

i always knew of the poverty that many filipinos face. but this is the first time that i have actually been this close to those who have nothing. nothing to eat, nothing to sleep in and nothing to do but remain static for the entire day with the hopes that someone might give them alms or food in order for them to get by for the day.

these three images will forever be etched in my brain. that shoot not only taught me how to tinker with my camera settings and take photos. it also made me realize how extremely lucky i am. So i told myself, the next time you rant about your fettucini alfredo or your salmon en croute, take that time to think that this people can't even have a friggin sky flake to nibble on. then i remembered my "Room Story", wherein i complain about sharing a room with my brother, when these people share a public plaza.

just be thankful with what you have.  i sure am now!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

System Failure.

So this is how it feels to have a virus corrupt your system and your anti viruses acts so damn slow to the point that everything maybe at risk. 

So this is how it feels to be bed ridden for three straight whole days with nothing to do because one slight movement can cause your vision to swirl upside down. and every sound can cause you to hurl everything that your silos contain.

So this is how it feels to be very sick.

Never again shall i endure the rain just to get to a certain point!

thank you tennis racket for keeping me company. haha (parang bata lang o)