MY ROLE IN EVERYBODYS BOOK

 Maybe for now, this is my role in everybody's book. 

I am a lonely waiting shed in the middle of the rain. A temporary refuge for people who are cold, tired, and drenched from the tears of heaven. Waiting for people who forgot to bring their umbrellas and their clear intentions, who lost their hearts and motivation to love again, and people who are hiding from thunders and running away from the traumas of their past.

I always watch people wait for the drops to stop, give them courage, then watch them go. 

Sometimes, I am an old convenient store in the heart of the city. Open for everyone—24 hours. The doors are closed but they are never locked. Ready to listen about their love stories and their heartbreaks until midnight. I always welcome people even at 2am. A place for people who are drunk, lost, and wanted to forget about life. 

People get the things they want and need from me, stay a little while, then leave. 

But mostly, I am a public parking lot. People are rushing to take their spot in my life, leave their bagages and then prcoceed to their true desitination. I am your weekend vacation, the movie theather, the detour, the holiday, the empty hallways, the crowded places, and the most solace chruches. I've been living in everybody's stories, portraying my character in their plot, and waiting for their happy ever after to happen. I play the role very well-that sometimes I forgot I have my own book written for me.

Maybe someday when love finally finds its way to me, I’ll recognize its face and speak its language. But for now, I’ll be the narrator in everyone’s book—proclaiming the love they deserve, witnessing its million mysterious ways, and assuring them that the endings are always worth the plot twists.

words and photo by: Earl J Bulao

AYOS LANG MAANTALA AT MAHULI

 Minsan, ayos lang din ang maantala at mahuli.

Hindi naman paunahan ang buhay at hindi rin naman kailangang magmadali.

Ang mahalaga ay kung paano ka nabuhay sa bawat sandali—

Kung paano mo paulit-ulit na pinili ang magpatuloy para sa iba at para sa'yong sarili.

Magkakaiba naman ang landas na tinatahak ng bawat tao.

Kung kaya't hindi kailangang ikumpara ang sa'yo.

Sa mundong ito, walang malas o swerte—

Lahat ay bunga ng pagsusumikap at pagpupursige.

Sige lang, kahit dahan-dahan.

Pahalagahan lahat ng mga pinagdaanan—

Sigurado man o hindi, usad lang.

Makarararating din naman sa paroroonan.

Ayos lang maantala at mahuli,

Basta't magpatuloy pa rin kahit hindi madali.

Wala namang imposible—

Sa taong may puso na pursigidong magwagi.

KAPE

 Dati nagtataka ako kung bakit gustong-gusto ni tatay ng kape. Bago umalis patungong trabaho, magkakape. Pag-uwi galing trabaho magkakape. Pagod, timpla ng kape. Masaya, lasing, galit, normal na araw, kape pa rin.

Nung tinikman ko naman 'yung kape sinikmura lang ako.

Pero nagbago ang tingin ko sa kape noong nagsimula na akong magpuyat sa mga pangarap para sa aking pamilya at sarili.

Hindi pala 'yung kape ang nakaka-addict. Yung pakiramdam pala.

Hindi lang kasi siya basta likido na may matamis at mapait na lasa. Isa siyang pahinga. Bawat higop ng kape, oras mo iyon para sa iyong sarili. Bawat segundo na dumaraan habang hawak ang baso, iyon pala ang espasyo para maisip mo kung ano ang sunod na plano. Sunod na hakbang patungo sa pangarap mong maging ikaw.

Habang tumatanda ako, mas nagugustuhan ko ang kape. Ganoon marahil kapag kailangan mo ng saglit na pahinga sa nakapapagod na mundo.

Tara, kape tayo. ☕

By: Venus Religioso

HAPPY 1ST BDAY NEYA

 "baby Neya C. Sarmiento"

🤍the Lord bless you & keep you, the Lord make His face shine upon you & be gracious to you, the Lord lift up His countenance upon you & give you peace🤍

Love,

MamaYang

NEYA 1ST BDAY

 Dearest Daughter Neya Cabrera Sarmiento,

May God grant you always, a sunbeam to warm you, a moonbeam to charm you, a sheltering angel so nothing can harm you. Laughter to cheer you, faithful friends near you, and whenever you pray, Heaven to hear you.

Love,

MamaYang

PRORECT YOUR RELATIONSHIP AT ALL TIMES

 When Adam was lonely, God gave him one wife and not 5 friends. 

If you don’t get this, don’t get married. 

Don’t act single when your are already married.

All your barkadas must understand that you are already married, if they can’t then that means you have the wrong set of friends all along and it’s ok to kick them out of your life. 

Going Saturday night outs “for the boys” is not healthy. 

Bring your wife!

If wives are not allowed, then don’t go.

If you call that corny, then don’t get married. 

Nothing wrong with enjoying a single life, just remain single. You can marry at 50 if you want. Nothing wrong. 

If your boyfriend doesn’t get this? Be prepared for a rough marriage. So why marry? 

A successful marriage needs to be worked out. 

Frequent dates with your wife, frequent laughter, bondings, making her your best friend are more essential than “for the boys”. Im also saying that for wives who loves “for the girls only night out”. Not healthy also.

We always pray “lead me not into temptation”. 

But if where you are going is making yourself near to temptation, so why pray “lead me not into temptation”? You’re fooling God, you’re also fooling yourself. There’s an effort in your part when you pray that prayer. 

Your friends with wrong principles can easily brush on you. If they will talk about their love affair outside marriage, then just add a little bit of drinks, that idea will easily reach your subconscious. And you will begin to think its ok and allowable. 

Protect yourself and protect your relationship at all times.

Dr. Richard Mata

Di lang pampamilya, pang marites pa!

SUNOG NA MANOK

 Kagabi naghain si nanay sa lamesa ng aming hapunan. Napansin kong sunog ang ipinirito nyang manok..

Hinihintay namin si tatay na dumating para sumabay sa pagkain..

Maya-maya pa'y dumating na si tatay galing sa trabaho at umupo sa upuan ng hapagkainan, nagdasal at nagsimulang kumain..

Hinihintay ko ang reaksyon ni tatay sa sunog na prito ni nanay..

Ngunit ni wala akong narinig na salita mula kay tatay..

Nagsorry si nanay dahil nasunog ang kanyang prito..

Mahal gustong-gusto ko ang sunog na pritong manok.. Ang wika ni tatay..

Nagsimula na rin akong kumain at iniisip ko kung bakit sarap na sarap si tatay sa ulam namin pero ako naman ay nalalasahan ko ang pait ng sunog na pritong manok..

Pagkatapos kumain hinugasan na ni nanay ang aming pinagkainan habang nilalaro ko ang bunso kong kapatid..

Nang inaantok na si bunso binuhat siya ni tatay para dalhin sa kwarto..

Sumunod ako at nakita kong pinapatulog na ni tatay si bunso sa kanyang dibdib..

Tinanong ko si tatay tungkol sa ulam namin kanina.

Tay gusto mo po ba talaga ng sunog na prito ni nanay?

Nakita kong ngumiti si tatay at sinabi sakin, "Anak hindi ko gusto ang sunog na prito. Hindi ako nagreklamo sa nanay mo dahil pagod na pagod na siya sa buong araw nyang pagtatrabaho sa bahay at inaalagaan pa kayong magkapatid. 

Ang sunog na ulam ay hindi nakakasakit ng damdamin, subalit ang masakit na mga salita ay nakakasakit ng damdamin."

Habaan sana natin ang pasensiya at pagintindi sa mga Nanay. Dahil kung kayo pagod sa pagtratrabaho para mag provide sa pamilya. Pagod din Ang mga Nanay para mapaganda at maging maayos Ang pamilya nyo. 🙂

Source and photo credit to: Makatang Ina

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