Concealed Admiration behind the Camaraderie

To have a crush on someone is a “bizarre” thing for me. Why?  Simply because I am not a sort of girl who easily get rapt to men and it actually takes time for me to appreciate and like someone. In all honesty, this is somewhat awkward for me because I am not used to unfasten my private feelings especially about crushes, but somehow, I just realize that this could be a big challenge for me to grasp at the same time, an opportunity to share a piece of my being.

Well, it’s certainly undeniable, whether we conceal it to others or not, it’s so typical that each of us here admires a special person and he or she becomes part of our lives. I, myself, I confess I have a crush on a nice-looking guy with fair complexion (milky skin), pointed nose, rosy cheeks, red endearing lips whom I think he’s out of my reach and he’s definitely just a part of my so-called “fantasy”. He has an innocent serious look which makes me think that he’s quite strict and mystifying. Usually, I get hooked to a guy who has an exceptional aura of being “mysterious”. The mysterious identity of this guy whom I admire caught my mischievous eyes for the way he appears ignites my curiosity about his uniqueness and way of living makes me feel flabbergasted. The other aspect which makes me like him is his naïve charming eyes with marks of sleepless nights which divulge that he has a determination to be successful in his chosen field and it also indicates how serious he is on his studies. Other one is the upshot of losing weight has a good outcome to him because he become more good looking and robust. Since my long time crush and I become friends due to some unexpected magical instances, I am able to get acquainted with him and we’ve build friendship. Because of our camaraderie, I have known him for being humorous that he is fond of deceiving me with his jokes and he will laugh at me every time I am tricked (but I find this trait of him cute), he’s straight forward for he really express what’s inside his head, he’s God-fearing and he has strong faith to God, he’s optimistic because no matter how heavy his burdens in life are, he still manage to remind himself that he can surpass the trials and giving up is not an option, he’s soft-hearted because he usually get touched and teary-eyed to inspirational movies or television dramas, he also easily get shuddered in delight to Koreanovelas (the most recent he watches is Love Rain), he’s a concern citizen also for he really care about our country, economic status, and he sometimes expresses how he hate those awful people who corrupts and do bad deeds behind their decent jobs, and lastly, he is also a loquacious type of guy if he’s comfortable with you. All of this stuff I have mentioned about my crush makes me completely amazed that I discovered a lot from him in which before, I just satisfy myself looking and stealing a glance of him from a distance. Because of my discoveries, the numerous queries in my mind that pops out every time I see him has come to an end and I realize that by just a single blink of an eye, a certain stranger become a part of my life.

Now tackling about his personal life, he is the eldest in the family with two younger brothers. Being the eldest, it reflects how responsible he is as an individual. Another thing that makes me salute about him is despite his manly structure, he does the dishes and other household chores and he is also in-charge of his younger brothers every time his parents are not around. To imagine all of this, my heart is moved by his simple actions. I find him an ideal guy for he acts genuinely and responsibly. Indeed, no matter how simple he is and everything he does, it mean a lot to me. That’s how fascinated I am towards him behind our friendship and this feeling of mine will be forever concealed.

Father’s Day

          Time machine is an invention which could help you get transported to the other world of past and future. And that invention is what I am craving for after the day my father died.

          I have lots of regrets after my father left us. It was the most painful day for me for it was exactly “father’s day”. My heart was full of thorns and bleeding with crimson blood. Pure pain, that’s exactly how I feel. If given the chance to own a time machine, I would prefer to go to the past where my dear father was still alive, kissing my crown and pinching my cheeks. I know I am his favorite daughter, but what I did before to him was really bad. I took his presence for granted until the time had come and he gone away forever. If the time machine will be here around me, I would go to him and grab the chance to hug him very tight, kiss him a lot, say sorry for what I have done and most especially, greet him, “Happy Father’s Day!”

          Full of regrets, that’s what I am now. I wasted my time for realizing late how I love and miss my father so badly. This pain in my heart will be always inside me if the time machine will fail me. Oh time machine, please do exist to end this tormented bleeding chest of mine.

My Other Half

          Undeniably unique, irreplaceable, ebullient, demure, cheerful and humorous, these are just some of the qualities I can share about the special person in my life.

          Everyday, as I face new chapter in my colorful complex life, I have this someone whom become my strength to power up my patience in dealing reality. She is no other than, my supermom. My ever bubbly mom has numerous roles in my life not just a plain mother who’s always there to take care of me. She’s my shining shimmering armor who protects me from any mosquito bites (I always caught her every night), she’s my high quality brand medicine for she makes me fine in a jiffy way, she’s my personalized handy dandy diary for she knows my secret, she’s my automatic alarm clock for she wakes me up and cheers me up every time I feel so tired, she’s my favorite comb and dress for she always try to fix how I look, she’s my teddy bear for she gives me a sweet motherly warm hug and lastly, she’s my amulet for she gives me charm and luck in everything I do. That’s my supermom, caring to the tenth power, versatile woman and beautifully flexible on her own way.

          How blessed I am to have a childish, annoying yet super sweet mother like her who has twirl brown hair, spherical structure of face and circular clear eyes just like me. She’s indeed my other half, my life, who is priceless.

Bok, the Mosquito and the Skunk

In a far-flung place, there live two mosquitoes namely Yat and Bok. They started to live all by themselves when their parents met an unidentified crucial accident.

One tedious evening, the two mosquitoes are starving to death and Bok said, “Are you not hungry my sister? I want to go somewhere to look for blood.” Yat replied, “I am also hungry my brother but where are we going then?” Bok contemplates and thinks what destination they could go where there are a lot of people residing.  Because Bok could not take the starvation anymore, he swiftly decides and said, “what if we part ways so we could go anyplace we want as long as there is blood?” Yat nod her head and agrees to Bok. Before parting ways, Yat warned her brother and said, “My dear brother, please avoid the place and the black and white stuff you could possibly encounter along the way. Many mosquitoes said, those stuff are dangerous and you know what will happen just like to our parents.” Bok nods his head and passively listens to his sister’s admonition. He confidently believes that his senses are sensitive, so he could immediately notice his enemies. He could also fly as fast as the lightning flash and he knows how to fight. When Bok arrived to different places, he eagerly sips blood of people and enjoys his life alone in the city. He visits some leisurely places and sip blood all the time he wants. Before the long night ends, Bok wants to seize his time. When he traverses a black and white stuff, he remembered what his sister warned him. But because of too much curiosity, he disregards the caution and goes nearer to the said attractive thing. “Pickaabooo!”, Bok disturbed the black and white stuff. Because the said stuff was surprised, it accidently farts too hard.

Then there, because Bok cannot take the smell, he fall down to the floor and got poisoned. Before his last breathe, he discovered that Skunks are the suspect of their parents’ death.

Critic Movie Review of the Famous Hindi Film, “3 IDIOTS”

      “All is well!”, an optimistic encouraging line that all of the focal characters put across which creates a gigantic impact in the movie that makes it more outstanding as it leave an everlasting influence on the viewers mind and disposition in life. Well written and produced indeed! This movie seems to be exceptional and no wonder how it becomes all-time favorite of everybody.

      The 2009 Indian movie titled, “3 Idiots” directed by Rajkumar Hirani is a gratifying musical age drama-comedy film with a screenplay by Abhijat Joshi and produced by Vidhu Vinod Chopra. The script of the film is loosely adapted from the 2004 bestseller novel, “Five Point Someone” by Chetan Bhagat. The movie talks about the three (3) remarkable engineering students as played by the affable charming actors namely, an Indian actor, writer, film producer and television host, R. Madhavan as Farhan Qureshi, an Indian film and theatre actor, Sharman Joshi as Raju Rastogi, and an Indian film actor, director, and producer who has established himself as one of the leading actors of Hindi cinema, Aamir Khan as Rancchoddas "Rancho" Shyamaldas Chanchad. The college-buddies are studying at the Imperial College of Engineering, one of the best engineering colleges in India and their comradeship stands the ordeal of time. 

        The opening of the story happens when two college-best buddies are summoned by a previous college classmate portrayed by an American actor, Omi Vaidya as Chatur Ramalingam or "The Silencer" for the upshot of a bad joke they have made ten years beforehand. Nevertheless, the head of the said bad joke is actually their long-lost college classmate Rancho (Aamir Khan) and when he fails to appear at the preferred meeting place, the three men settle on to go looking for

him. And from that particular scene, onwards, flashbacks enters which highlights their college days and recall Rancho’s impact on each of their lives, as well as his relationship with the strong-willed beautiful female character in the movie, portrayed by an Indian actress who appears in Bollywood films, Kareena Kapoor as Pia and his recurrent clashes with her father, a college professor portrayed by an Indian film and theater actor, voice artist and photographer, Boman Irani as Viru Sahastrabudhhe. Conversely, when the mystery surrounding Rancho suddenly intensifies, they begin to speculate if they ever accurately knew their comrade at all.

    3 Idiots is a must watch movie for all ages! The interaction between characters and the storyline is
fascinatingly connected and perfectly fitted. What I like about the film is though numerous flashbacks injected along the scenes, the momentum of the story is still well preserved. The mixture of emotions being shown in every picture is indeed complimentary and worthy which is appropriate for the structure and sequence of events in the narrative.

I like how the message of the movie is being emphasized and how it could directly understood by the viewers. There are lots of inspirational message that you can gain in the movie and one of those is “Make your passion your profession, and work will become a game” as this is mentioned by Rancho during the scene where he motivates his comrades to follow what they truly want to be. This certain line seems to strike me that I come to realize that life is too short, so I should enjoy what I am doing, so as you too.

        I commend how the genial and brilliant characters in the movie play their lines with suitable emotions and expressions. You as a viewer of the film will experience medley of emotions as some scenes would make you laugh your heart out, feeling excited, mad, in love, moved and weep.
      All of the so-called ingredients of a perfect movie are already in this film for in my whole life, I am satisfied by just one sitting. The crazy fun-filled activities of typical college students are also noticeable and explicitly stress in the scenes like meeting new friends, sharing one room of the board mate, falling in love, the secret drinking session of the boys, participating in the class, having a confrontation with the professor, being called to the professor’s office, funny moments with the best-buddies, helping other classmates and other people, and more. A full-packed charm and appealing scenes that the entertaining movie has that no matter how many times you repeatedly watch it, you’ll have the same expression and feeing just like the first time you have viewed it.

      Talking about the presence of musicality in the movie, the songs are pleasing to the ears, mass-oriented and it could make you dance and jive with the beat. The props of every musical scene are amazing and creatively done especially the scene where Rancho and Pia are both singing with rain effects and they are like hanging in a swing with numerous backup dancers around them. Very romantic and endearing!

      Though the movie is perfectly shaped, there are some scenes that made me react and feel sad about. It is the scene where the educational system that the institution has in the movie is rat race, dog-eat-dog, and mindless rote learning mentality as criticizes by Rancho in the movie. In simple terms, their educational system is emphasizing that “Life is a race. If you don't run fast, you'll get trampled.” Professors at the movie, particularly Professor Viru Sahastrabudhhe aka Virus used to teach and train his students with discipline, reinforcing competition, creating pressure, performance judged by marks,

discouraged creative and innovative thinking, criticized publically and never appreciated, and no open communication in which his supervision set them into pressure which is not good for it may push them to be stressed and commit suicide just like what happens in one of the students of the professor committed suicide. I am not also in favor of the cheating scene where Rancho and Farhan enter and sneak around the professor’s office. For me, it is quite a bad influence for the viewers, particularly to the students for they might gain some techniques on how to cheat. This scene for me are too harsh and undesirable
but I know this certain part of the story is one of the spices and climax of the story which makes it more striking and adds thrilling feeling to the viewers.

       The story won’t be complete without the ending part. And the movie has a very relieving, commendable and satisfying ending that you, as a viewer would really love it. The movie ends where professor Virus

and Rancho become in good terms (during the flashbacks) and might as well, the three idiots finally found each other after the long wait (present time). It also ends with a very sweet scene where Pia swiftly kisses Rancho when they finally meet at the island, the place where Rancho lives and continue his life as a successful and influential engineer.

       All in all, undeniably, I much love the movie! I can extremely relate to it particularly when it talks about how a life of a student can be, how we strive for survival in the class, how we want to pursue our dreams, how we fell in love by just one snap, how we want to help our family and of course, how situations in the society seem to be like in reality.

     I would like to meet and congratulate Rajkumar Hirani for the success of this movie “3 Idiots”, for it is the highest-grossing film in Indian history.

A Day Roving Around in a Public Market

A hectic locale where you can witness distinctive merchants who meet for the purpose of trading private purchase and sale to earn and meet their own necessities, that’s the image that pops out into my wild imagination every time I hear the words, “public market”. But as I tried to situate myself in the actual vicinity, I ascertained many things behind that cliché portrait of what a public market can be.

One normal day, August 9, 2013 (Friday) at exactly 7:15pm when I entered one of the public markets in our city which is Carmen Wet Market, I first noticed these diverse assiduous vendors of spices, fishes, meats, vegetables and fruits who executed sales talk to entertain and magnetize customers. They do catch my attention as I heard their vociferous voices that clashed in a dim roofed colossal place. The noise also amplified as the customers were haggling vendors about the

price of the meat. Aside from the reverberation I heard from the busy crowd, there were goods that welcomed me where sorts of spices and vegetables like ruddy tomatoes, mauve onions, elongated eggplants arranged in a square medium-sized basket containers being displayed. I also saw hog meats hanging upside down which appear like curtains and some meats were chopped with equal sides. Another product that I have noticed in the market was sliced chicken parts like the chicken legs, wings, breast and more. As I continue my expedition, I almost glide on the soggy floor due to the wet pathway I have strolled.

But good thing, I was able to balance my body and control myself from sliding. If the unpleasant incident would happen to me at that moment in time, it would be so thwarting and embarrassing

on my part. So I’m much thankful that it was not my bad hair day. As I

continued my tour in the market, fresh large fishes arranged orderly came into my sight. There were tilapias, bangus, and other types of fishes which amused my eyes. As I touched one of the fishes, I felt the slimy scales of it. Along my way, I also encountered green leafy vegetables like oval shape cabbage, Moringa oleifera leaves

(mallungay), Chinese cabbage (pechay), string beans and many

more. Before I took my exit in the market, I saw fruits in a certain plain stole like greenish and yellowish bananas and I smelled the aroma of my favorite fruit. A ripe yellow sweet-scented mango! Very tempting to my nose and I can’t help myself to touch and smell it! Hmmm... I love the fragrance of mangoes. At that very day, I have met polite and amicable vendors who allowed me to take pictures with their products which I much appreciated. Their kindnesses are worth gratified for.

It was just a simple day for me gallivanting around the public wet market, yet, I appreciate my experience for it was indeed remarkable. I was around 16 years old when I last visited the market and I realize that it’s so nice to walk around to a place where your mother usually spent their time to purchase their secret ingredients for their recipes. Now I imagine myself few years from now, I’ll spend more time at the market like my mom typically does so I must familiar the place and of course the products being displayed so I can just go there without somebody accompanying me. 

Twisted Doom

Kring..ting..ting..

Kriing..ting..ting..

Kriing..ting..ting.

With so many missed calls, the phone left unanswered.

At the village of Vista, a number of immense drums make pleasurable noise. All of the townspeople went out from their houses, hauling a bundle of foodstuff and gather around at the sphere field to cooperate with their festival activities. Invited by the cousins and relatives, a young man named Leo come into view to witness the merriment of the town and bond with the relatives.

With splendid jollity, everyone dance and sing at the path. As they continue celebrating, Leo separates to look for a store to purchase champagne. As he is strolling on the road; he traverses the other village and notices an old spine-chilling residence which looks deserted.  Impinge on by his curiosity, Leo opens the tarnished gate breaking the feeble lock and tries to enter the house. At the midst of his way, a nippy blow of heaven whiff air encloses his body. Feeling goosebumps, Leo reverses his way to their village and unlocks the anonymity he felt to his cousins. Leo’s cousins named Anton and Mina inform him that the abandoned house at the near village was once owned by an affluent family however, they evacuated when their única hija died. After hearing the story behind the residence’s mystery, Leo get daze and feeling sorry.

One sun-drenched morning, Leo is still in the verge of cogitating about what he heard. To end up the query in his mind, he went back to the uncanny residence, and there, under the bed of a lady, he pull off a modified box and discovers some hazy pictures and letters in it. One of the letters makes Leo pause for a jiffy and he got tremendously shaken when he read:

“My dear Leo, How are you? It’s been 7 years that we are not seeing each other. I miss you. I just want to say sorry for I failed to escort you and wave goodbye when you’re about to go back to your city. What kind of bestfriend I am? I know you’re still mad at me. I’m apologizing for I was seriously sick at that moment. I anticipate you’ll forgive me. Hope to see you soon. Love, Yvonne.”

Leo gets flashbacks when he views their childhood picture with Yvonne attached on the letter. That definite time made his head badly throbbing. There, he remembers everything about his childhood memories before he met a severe mishap which makes him endure a mild amnesia.

Weeping with despair, unable to release his concealed feelings towards Yvonne, hating what happened to their fate, Leo punches the wall. With crimson blood on his fist fall on a sheet of paper, Leo notices another unfinished letter on the desk of Yvonne. He grasps it and read:

“My dear Leo, I wrote lots of letters for you so I may send these for just in once. You know here at our village, mail offices seem to be at the top of the mountain. But no qualms, I know you’ll receive this. If you have unoccupied time, I hope you can visit me here. To be honest, I feel weaker every day. I’ll be feeling better if I’ll see your face. Anyhow, I attached my number at the back of this letter so you can call me. I …”

The letter ended with a hanging last message. And so, Leo shockingly drops the letter after seeing the contact listed. Appearing familiar, he gets his phone and checks the number. There, the number is exactly the one who called him during the accident he met.

Leo, feeling so bleak and hopeless collapsed in the room of Yvonne.

At the midst of daylight, Leo woke up with a phone on his hand. Feeling puzzled and perplex of the changes in setting where he stays, he abruptly realizes that he fell asleep on his couch, exceptionally dreaming.

After a minute,

Kring..ting..ting..

Kriing..ting..ting..

Kriing..ting..ting.

Leo’s phone beeps …

Me as a Wounded Creature

 

 Behind my smile, there’s a concealed scar. Behind my twinkling cheerful eyes, there’s a lucid crystal tears diffident to shed. Aside from my safe actions, there are words that are unspoken. For every word I utter, there’s a lot of missing piece I want to spell out. And for every work I have written, there’s so many experience I want to share. This is me, wounded as I am but I choose to be hushed in my safe zone for I believe, in silence, I find peace. I admit I am too enigmatic, defective, wounded with a deep cut, hardly breathing. I am just a simple person but have loads of imperfections. This is me, lass hiding from my shell just to avoid being in pain. I choose to be isolated just to feel protected. But aside from this facet of mine, I am an ordinary woman who also seeks for a blissful life. I am wishing someday, there is that someone who would accept me for what really I am, a man who would embrace my imperfections and lapses just to be with me. I cannot wrap the verity that I am definitely longing for someone’s presences that will make me feel complete. To be treated as an extraordinary and treasured by my love. Time passes by; I will still be rigid and wait uncomplainingly for a love that would long last, a love that would not say goodbye and haunt me ‘till eternity. An almost perfect love is all what I need. So odd I am thinking to have one, forgetting to ask myself, is there someone who would love me the way I wanted? I guess, too idealistic because only God could make me feel that way. Me as a wounded creature, feeling so lost yet wishing one thing, and that is absolute “happiness” so I will be whole.

A neophyte in Journalism won first place!

     A third year neophyte in Journalism won first place in the Filipino News writing contest.
     Jessica Sanchez of Lapasan National High School won by trying her luck just after listening to the resource speaker. She bested Senior and more experienced student editors from public and private schools in Northern Mindanao.
     It happened on December 18, 2012 at Science National High School.