Wednesday, December 21, 2011

THE SOULS:JAR OF HEARTS

Stressed and disdainfully tired. I woke up chewing a sweet strawberry flavored gum which I bought in France since I have been stuck there waiting for my mom's fly away to Canada.

          Humming into the long road of Paris, blissful and yet appalling, nice and sweet. PREPOSTEROUS! Laughing and locking my eye into the beautiful place of Notre-Dame, Paris France. I was admiringly amaze to the great wind of bizarre this place had brought me, my feet are really vibrating into a jump and as my close friend interrupt me "madam, we need to go". Ooooh! Eyes of an owl. I remember my Grandma was waiting for me, though I really do want to stay but I really need to go. My hands waved back and forth just a way of saying a goodbye to this place.


          The trip freezes me and as we went to a stop in our old mansion, my longings in this special place had mourned me. Running back into my old dusty room makes me remember of the jars I left 6 years ago. 


          Excitingly run upstairs, as I was and went into my long dresser, there I found a jar of couple hearts beneath my cute and small dresses. My lips stretched into a smile and a sigh of homesickness. I was 12 years old when I left this place, now that I am 18 I can’t believe they still survive really I was certainly amaze. Staring blankly at the jars a memory and an image of “Mang Kanor” I said, he was the one who’d left with the thoughts kept on burning in my mind since I left 6 years ago, I NEED TO FIND HIM. Quenching my fist and pushing myself closer to my leather jacket I save from my trip to England when I was 16 years old and a half. My feet stopped and freezes, there, I saw Mang Kanor in the Garden as far as I can remember he was there too the last time I’d talk to him 6 years ago. “Mang Kanor…” “oh dear ! It’s like a year old since you’ve been here madam, you’ve been good enough and I can see that” and he added “and you’d turned out such a beautiful being, more beautiful than before madam” I smile for the sweet words he had told me, makes my heart ache for the longings that I’ve only spend 2 months of spring in Paris and left to home. “thank you Mang Kanor, it’s good to see you once again, I’m sure your doing great, I can see that too” he smiled. “of course your grandma didn’t left us in such many ways, and I thank her for that she’s really an angel through all these years just like you are” I was honored, we exchanges glance and I could see that he misses me as much as I miss him too. By not letting silence break us, I open up the topic and spoke to him as much as I could “ Mang Kanor, I never forgot the things you’ve told me 6 years ago. Could you explain it to me? I know and I understand why you wouldn’t tell me about it, maybe because I was not that age full to fully understand those things...” he sighed, and I continued “but now, I wanted to know about it Mang Kanor” and he turned to face me, and I sensed his expression that he don’t wanted to talk about it “cause it leave me hundreds of sleepless nights and even now” I jump to his arms. And as he smile and talk to me “it’s really a top secret dear, as much as I couldn’t tell you, but I think it’s time” silence breaks him again “because you deserve to know it, and your great grandparents told me that I should when time comes” “what do you mean Mang Kanor? I don’t understand you, really” “that’s why I’m telling you so that you will understand” “yah! So could begin it I’m been craving with that in 6 years Mang Kanor” “it goes like this, you remember those jars, beating lively as real, not as but totally real, they are the souls of your grandma” I know and I can feel it that he was not joking I can see it in his eyes “Mang Kanor tell me about it” “they die in an accident right? I saw them, I dreamed about them and they told me I need to get their hearts left in the car, I went there and saw the real hearts beating incorrectly, they told me I needed to find someone to release the guilt your grandpa had to her, to cage they’re love once again” I look seriously and listen carefully though my thoughts are now rummaging and acting crazy, but then I asked “what happened? Until now there isn’t anyone whose responsible for doing that” he crept to see me “I look for the answers madam but all of them didn’t believe me, they say I’m going crazy and they didn’t want to tolerate it, your grandma told me that she aren’t the one who could done it because she can’t use any of her powers anymore” “POWERS? What!” “Everyone of us do have powers madam, and even you. This was passed from generations and generations, indeed good member of the family receives it because they deserve and only that extraordinary power and powerful power could break the guilt they had” “so?” “and I think I found it already” “who? I was scared when he face me and I saw his eyes turned gold “Mang Kanor, your eyes....” and he turned to hid it from me “it’s the only power I had, to change and read minds, but I couldn’t read yours they are loud as your grandma has” he scare me again “Sweety?” I heard mom calling from the hall and he saw me talking with Mang Kanor “sweety come over here, come!” she shouted “Mang Kanor, what’s going on you?” “your mom’s thought are nothing but bare, go and see her, but remember what I’ve told you madam” and he continue watering the plants as he usually does, I turn to face mom and I met her gaze and I could sense they aren’t that amazing.

          I silently and blankly rest unto my soft cottoned bed. My mom went in and I was shocked for her arriving of pictures “what was that mom?” “Mom?” “Mom!” and she face me with an angry expression “what was going on?” “Speak to yourself sweety,stay away from Mang Kanor, I know he’d told you about powers and the hearts, all of those aren’t true, he’d told us about that too, 20 years ago. But all of those aren’t true! They aren’t true sweety, they aren’t. stay away from him, if you love me” “yes of course but don’t make him as an excuse mom” “honey listen to me. I just love you, I know him better than you do, so please make an effort for yourself to be safe  from him” “mom I’m safe with him” “you don’t love me, I’m just making the right move for you, he isn’t good for you” “and I didn’t tell you that he’s some kind of proof, or medicine for me to be good mom, he’s a good friend” I insisted though I’m shouting against mom “stay away from him, just stay away” “what you will insist again, that your right I’ve been here 20 years ago and you? What?” but I could not help when she is really mad so I stay calm and do what she wanted “ok mom, I’m sorry, but I will do it now.” “good” she said and give me a hug.

          When I was fun of nothing to do, I went outside and see how great the full moon was. Looking through it I was terribly shocked as I saw myself in a reflection of the moon in the pool, I saw my eyes are turning RED, and as a voice thrills me. You are exactly what I am searching for, apo! I was pacing back forth but saw nothing. I hurried upstairs and saw the 2 souls in the jar fighting, Mang Kanor was right. I hushed into myself.

          I turn to see myself in the mirror; I saw Manong Kanor and imagining the words my mom told me about him nothing that they aren’t true. I had powers as Mang Kanor told me, and I’m scared to be the one he had told me earlier. Tears fall rapidly and I can’t help them. I close my eyes and I wanted to wake up, how in wish this was only a dream.

Monday, December 19, 2011

May Bukas Pa


   Desyembre 17,2011. Ang pagdating niya!


   Pinukaw ng malakas na ulan ang natutulog kong mga mata sa ng simbahan. "Kay lakas naman nitong ulan" sabi ko sa aking katabi "tama ka". Kasabay ng malakas na hangin na para bang iniihip ako nito. Pag-uwi ng bahay ako'y  napakali ako sa mga taong nagmamabilis na pumunta sa tabing dagat, tanong ko sa aking kaibigan na napadaan sa aming bahay "asa mo?" sagot naman niyang "sa dagat, daghan nanga anod sa baha". Ang mga bibig ay naka bukas at natulala sa akng narinig.


  Binuksan at tumungo sa internet ang nandoon ko nasilayan ang kadumal-dumal na pagwasak ng bagyong Sendong sa Cagayan de Oro, Iligan City at sa iba pang lugar na nasalanta ng bagyo. Nakita ko ang mga inosente at musmos na mga batang nakahiga sa sahig, malamig at parang bato. Ang mga bahay na winasak , ang mga batang paslit na nanginginig, basang-basa at walang damit, kasabay sa pagsigaw kung nasaan na ang kanyang pamilya. Nandoon din ang mga imahe ng mga magagarang sasakyan na binalot ng putik, sapagkat walang pinipili, mahirap o mayaman binabahaan at ang lahat ay nagtutulungan at nagkakaisa. Diyos ko gabayan niyo po sila, sabi ko sa aking sarili.




   Gumising ako at tinititigan ang aking almusal, iniisip na papaano nalang ang mga batang gutom at sumasakit ang tiyan dahil wala silang makain na kahit ano. Tumutulo ang aking mga luha sa mga bagay-bagay na hindi maalis sa aking isip. Nagtungo ako sa altar at nagdasal na sanay bigyan sila ng liwanag para sa bagong bukas, para sa bagong panimula.




   MAY BUKAS PA. SISIKAT PA ANG ARAW !













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Sunday, November 6, 2011

The Untold:Jar of Hearts

       "Boom!" a big bash was interrupted by a loud break of jars. Heart beating fast and feels like about to crash. I hurry and went to a look on our old Attic upstairs, goosebumps all over me. This Attic must have been very hoary and really rusty and old.


      Then I saw a pair of alive heart-shaped thing inside the jar. I was shocked, i reach for the jar and open it. But i went to pause.....


      It surprised me for it is a HEART. One with an aggravated heart and the other one with fond heart. I ran  the two hearts into my fastidious room at the second floor of our elevated house. I locked myself and creep into the open window with the jars in my frizzy hands. Mang Kanor, the caretaker of my Aunt Belen's house, glued his eyes on me, perhaps he must saw me clenching the hearts in my bare hands. He ran, I hesitate aand leave the jars in my room and look for Mang Kanor. There he was at Aunt Belen's garden, I wonder why he was acting insane snd like he was talking to himself.


     " Mang Kanor ! " with a horrifying expression , he turn to face me 
" Oh!sorry I must have surprised you." 
" No problem madam, how can I help you?" of course, I answered him 
" um... Its about --- I wonder why you are making a deep-sight seeing in me above my room, awhile ago"     he hid his face
" Mang Kanor?" and yet with no response.
"Your holding a Jar of Hearts, did you?"
"yes!" he clinged his frizzy fingers in my arm and
"where did you get those?"
"in the Attic." he stare at me "cause I heard something crushing upstairs, that's why I acclaim that it is something I need to check and---"
"you stole it!" he break me.
"NO!I didn't"
"yes you did! keep that heart as soon as you can before Ro and Rosella's soul wake up."
"what?! but Manong Kanor----". He left but  his words stayed.




    I went upstairs and dial Celina's number, a French Ghost Whisperer  or tracker and a friend of my old neighbor in Los Angeles. " HELLO?"
" Celina,its me Rollete"
"Yes. how may I help you Ro?"
"I'm in Paris , I'm at my Aunt Belen's house , could you come and check me out?
"assure"




   I need to go back to my country, leaving the jar of hearts in my room, locked ! There is something I need to know about it , something Mang Kanor and the whole tribe hiding from me.... something I need to know.......
Going back to rich country , the Philippines, but my mind was still in Paris, a thought that bubbling me along the way " I need to go back soon and to know the secret of the Jar of Hearts"



Wednesday, November 2, 2011

A Day and FOREVER

    Walking in the silver sand of Boracay , the sun's rays sinked into my lovely skin. Wearing my favorite two-peice swimsuit that my mom brought me months ago from her trip to Hong-Kong, with a silky,thin vest I wore to cover my entire body and to protect it from the heat of the sun. I also wore my adorable and comfortable , pink flipflops that i stole frm my bff's dresser. Whoooa... I am really embracing the heat of summer !




     Removing away my vest and my slippers off and flashed through the clear water of Boracay. Taking a zip dive is really that fun huh? As I came out of the clear salty water , I crept up and saw my sister as she lift my lovely, white dress to be wore on my special day. I hurry upstairs at my room 1016 and there all we're ready, my makeup artist, my photographer, my videographer, my girls and all the things I needed.

  1 hour and 30 mins of preparation , i flew downstair as the white car was waiting for me outside.....

 There he was , my charming husbang to be, waiting for me, as I slowly and lady-manerly walked into the silver tiled aisle of the solemnity of this holy place. Guests all over the place glued and gave me an "owl" eye as i walked into the center aisle of this place. Simple as I am wearing my white sneackers and light makeup with my upshouldr dress and my "curlytops" hair with a white shell headres on top of it. Then the two of us sit down on a lovely brown bench  in the front, i slowly turn my face , right, to c my cute flower girls and my beautiful bridesmaid.

   Flower all over me as he open the wide door of our blue Hammer car and drive me into the white beach of Boracay. He reached for my face and as he speak the words " I love you Mrs.Juliada" . He carry me into hiS tan arms and ly me into the silver sand of Boracay,  he give me a sweet peck and a touch of an ever lasting love. I was running halfway and he was chasing of and tickled me , and as i went to a stop to hug him and kiss him from the neck as i reach into his lips...

    "Toot.. Toot" the sound of the messy alarm clock wake me up. What a dream, i told myself . Tick tock ,The sound of footsteps outside my room,and went right away, as I crept to see who it was I then saw the ever lasting smile of the man I love. That dream! That dream was about to happen. I cleared into my mind .

Thursday, October 27, 2011

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Launcelot

     It was Thursday. Early evening when I came home straight from my Launcelot's place. A flash of indescribable feeling that burst inside of my endless beating heart. I said, " it's him ! there's nothing more I could ask for, but only him" . As the words linked into my , oh so, full of mystery mind. He then came along in the silence and darkness of my room, his face then flash without thinking any whys, his sweet, bearable smiles, his kissable lip, his tan skinned hand and that voice of him that turned my world upside down. Could there be any piece of assorted reasons why I should leave him? of course not ! a thought that keeps on burning , that states, living a life beside him would be the biggest mistake I could ever do.


          Stars begin to fly without holding you here by my side. Again and again my frizzy body was craving for your warmth hug. You are the Taylor Lautner , the Jacob Black , my "werewolf", indeed. Lying in the softness of my bed I then remember my past 5 hours with him, as he cradled me in his wide arms, held me tightly as he whispered " kita ra ha? " and as he spoke the words " I LOVE YOU ". Speechless , I couldn't say a word. The feeling of unconditional love that has printed in both of our hearts. Looking into his sparkling beautiful eyes was just like looking into the eyes of true love. In a brief second I then realized that he was exactly the man I am longing for. Now could there be anyone who could tell me that I had made the wrong choice ? NO!    the choice I made was exactly the reason why I am happy, why every morning was worth getting up. I answered myself.

           The day has come into an end, and fortunately another day was about to begin. As the song goes by "Don't know if i could ever be without you cause boy you complete me". No one can ever take your place my Tom Kaven: Launcelot.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Imortal

Ako at tanging ako lamang na nasa daan at pinapagalaw ang aking mga paa. "burr.." sa malamig na lugar ng Forks,Washington. Ang sosyal naman 'ka mo ng "Snake Skin" diyaket na nakasablay sa aking malilit na braso. Nanginginig na naglalakad sa  sementong daanan ng mga sasakyang bumubuga ng maitim na abo. Bumuka ang aking ala-"OWL" na mga mata sa isang nilalang na may dalawang matutulis na ngipin sa dalawang angulo ng bibig.

Heto na bumubusina ang magarang Porsche ni Alice, ang aking maliit at magandang hipag. Inanyayahan niya akong sumakay at samahan siyang mag "Shopping" sa "Mall" ng Seattle,Washington. Iniwaanan niya ako ng pasado 9:30 ng gabi, nang hindi ko nakayanan ang napakatahimik na pagmumukmok sa isang sulok isang Mall sa Seattle,Washington. Isang minuto ang dumaan ng  napahinto ako sa isang Bookshop. Nang makabili na ako sa bagay na magiging bago kong kakalibangan, lakad ng lakad ng may masalubong akong isang kawan ng mga "Big muscled" na mga lalake na paparating sa akin. "Tulong!" ang sigaw ko sa aking isip, tawag ako ng tawag kay Alice ngunit, walang sumusagot. Nang hindi nagtagal may humaharurut na isang puting Volvo na paparating sa akin, si Edward Massen Cullen, ang aking "Prince Charming". "botbot!" sigaw ng aking isip, " ayaw pag binakak maretes, kay di ka muansenso ana!".


Tanghali na ng nakarating ako sa paaralan, ako'y isang manunulat na naman ! sabi ko , "alang-alang man ug Vampire?" at habang naiinis ako sa aking kabilang isip na puno ng katotohanan, humarurut parin ang aking isa pang isip na puno ng imahenasyon at sabi "don't worry ! kering-keri ang lahat ng pagod ng isang pagiging writter. Heler ! Edward Cullen is coming" ang Imortal kong kasintahan.

Kilalanin Ang Mga Bestfriends


Si TWIITER.FACEBOOK.MUSICDUMPER.YAHOO.YOUTUBE. Ang ilan sa mga aking mga kaibigan na matatagpuan sa mundo ng kababalaghan. Ang iba'y nasa ibang linya pa, gaya ni DOTA at TANTRA, datapwat hindi sila humihingi ng rikisito kaya naman ang lahat ay interesadong-interesado makipagsalamuha. Halika't samahan ako at kilalanin ang itsura at katangian meron ang mga kaibigan ko sa  mundong iyon. 


 " TWIT..TWIT.." tunug ng kumakantang si TWITTER, habang ako'y nagkwekwentuhan sa aking kaibigan din na si Libro, kaya't hinyaan ko nalang muna si Libro at pumunta kay TWITTER. Gayunpaman, pinagkwentuhan niya ako ng mga "LATEST TRENDS"  na nasagap niya.Kaya naman, ako'y nalibang din sa kanyang mga nkakalibang na tsismis.Kabilang na din dyan sina Vice Ganda,Anne curtis, Jugs and Teddy at iba pa.Alam naman siguro ng nakakarami na mahilig ako sa mga  tsismis kaya't nakinig naman ako.Habang nag-uusap kami, tinawag naman ako ni FACEBOOK, sabi pa niya"Jeaneillou Chai Jabunan is now friends with Af-Ghani Dicka" o , bago na namang balita , kaya't sinabihan ko si TWITTER " babalik lang aku mamaya ha? " , sabi naman niya "twit..twit , sige ingat " . Habang sinisirado ko ang aking linya kay TWITER , andyan naman si FACEBOOK na ngumiiti at sabi " what's on your mind ? " at sabi ko naman " ayaw ko na ni Libro, Facebook, gusto ko nalang na sa inyo makipag kwentuhan, boring kaya siya, heler! " sabi naman niya " oo nga , nakakaboring kaya siya, buti pa kami malilibang kapa " , " like " sagot ko naman . " cha ,sige diyan ka na muna " ---- " booombooorommboomboom you got that super bass "  ayun ! kumakanta na naman siMUSICDUMPER , talaga namang nakakahumaling at nakakainlove siya kapag kumanta o hindi kaya'y pagdinig ko palang sa kanyang magagandang himig ay napaptalon ako sa kagandahan nito " araw araw at gabi gabi si MUSICDUMPER laging sa tabi." ang lagi kong sinasabi aky FACEBOOK at tinitwit kay TWITTER, naku naman ! habang hinaharana ako ni MUSICDUMPER ayun naman si YOUTUBEang mysteryo kong kaibigan na mahilig mang aliw sa akin ng mga nakakatuwang bideo , minsa'y nanunood pa kami ng pilikula.

Isang araw ang dumating, palagi nalang akong nakikipag kwebtuhan sa kanila , sa umaga , sa paarala , at kahit sa pag-uwi hanggang mag hating gabi man. Parati nalang sila ang kasama ko sa ngunit, natuklasan kong parang di na maayos o di kaya'y di na maganda ang dinudulot nito sa akin. " TEMTASYON!" nga naman , sila nalang palagi, sa kanila naaksaya ang mga oras na dapat ilaan sa mga im portanteng bagay tulad ng  pakikipagsalamuha sa isang simpleng Libro.

Kaya naman etwitwit ko nalang at e-uupdate saking puso at isip na " magandang pag dating Libro at paalam sa mundo ng temtasyon."yahoo.com