Christmas in May

it’s kind of weird that I am listening to Christmas tunes right now. It’s (only) the 23^rd of May so Christmas time isn’t due until the BER months but somehow, I just found it interesting to listen to these tunes. I don’t know, maybe because of the gloomy weather we have, setting up the mood and all. It’s actually kind of chilly but I wouldn’t count that because I am inside the office and of course we do have our air-conditioning system at full blast. But still, my mood somehow looked for the Christmas tunes. Not the usual tunes though, like the classics. These are music from various artists such as Dashboard Confessionals and Deathcab for cutie. Just sharing.

What is it with Christmas really, that makes people become more generous and all? Well, I think because of the unspoken rule that Christmas time is time of giving— at least for the Catholic Church—that is; from Santa to God giving his only Son. And because of this, workers seem to get more than their average salaries and they get bonuses and somehow they are obliged to share these small blessings. Wouldn’t it be better to have Christmas season every month? More money, more giving, more gifts for kids and as cheesy as it may sound—more love.

My guess, why I suddenly looked forward to the season is because there are just so much hatred around me right now; On a small scale like in the workplace, among friends and most especially among the society. Especially now that there are ongoing political debates on a passage of a certain Reproductive Health Bill which continues to divide the country among their political, religious and social belief. There are so much hurt, so much anger and so much emotions running around the world. Again, wouldn’t it be nice to push in fastforward to the only season when people seem to be a little more giving, a little more caring and gentle. For a change, no matter what religious belief you guys follow, let’s try sharing forgiveness and peace. Let’s accept that we have our own views, our own choices and our own freedom. Let’s not teach our values to others—let’s live by our own moral values—by ‘moral’ I mean living a life where you don’t hurt other people with the decisions you make.

So I declare that starting today, it’s Christmas time. At least in terms of giving things that are immaterial which most often are more important. Have a very merry Christmas! 

Time catching up

Not today, tomorrow, or someday soon.
written in August of 2008. 

it was drizzling, and there was a slight wind that touched our faces. we, at the moment, were quite sure of the place we are at that time. me, standing close to her, staring at her lovely face and she, looking directly at my eyes as if searching my entire soul. i put my hands around her waist, as she placed hers around my neck. i gave her a warm hug. that time, we were solitary. i never felt more secured. she, tightly pressing her whole entity into mine.. i. gently putting her close to me as if we've never seen each other for a long time. it seemed like it lasted for hours, even though the fantasy lasted for only about a quarter of a minute.. i wanted it never to last.. i knew, i could be in that same spot and do the same thing for a day or maybe two. i softly whispered words, that i know she didn't hear. as we return to our own existence, softly removing our locked hands, she leaned to me and kissed me. that was it. in the middle of the cold night, i felt the warmest lips gently touching my face.

Before we parted ways, i whispered to her, "if people always leave.. and you or i have to leave one day.. that day won't be today, tomorrow, or someday soon. as long as i can, i'll be here."

there were no stars in the sky. but i surely held one, in my hands that night.