ALASONLINE

I was so down these past few days. I was bothered and too much preoccupied by questions that I cannot answer. I was saddened, really, by one moment I would never want to happen again.

For the Nth time, I was hurt. Heart’s bleeding again, but tears just don’t want to drop. I confided a friend whom I know can understand me, who really understand my situation. Got some points from her, but still, the pain is still there, and it drowns me. But nobody knows about it.

Still sad, but yesterday, it was eased by someone whom… uhm… well, I consider him as friend but I don’t know if he regards me the same. =) I happened to see him online and we chatted for a while, throwing thoughts regarding some matters. It was nice to hear from him. So cool, so funny and witty.

I still remember when I first saw him at the office (he had his on-the-job training there). He is just alone, sitting at Maam Tina’s side, doing nothing, except for the pile of papers he used to arrange, or scan or something. Well, I just really don’t know what he’s doing.

That skinny chinito boy…he looks so quiet, so firm. What I would never forget was when I asked him to check the laptop I am using at the office. Since he is a computer science student, I thought he could help me to run it a little faster. But he said to just throw it away. Duh?! That yellow-colored-hair guy, so snobbish! Uhm, but he is nice, and patient enough to wait for that heavy old laptop to open. I’m thankful anyway.

One time, he joined us at lunch. He was full of humor. He laughs with us, answers every question, and so on. It became easy for him to befriend us. He even tosses jokes that made us laugh too. That loner intern was not that snob at all.=) And what I thought of him before was changed in a sudden.

Though the conversation was quite serious, not that serious, it’s good to get words from that quiet boy. Well, it was not the first time. Even if he doesn’t talk, or say anything, I’ve known him a little since I’m a fan of his blogspot, alasonline.

Actually, it was my first time to meet a 20-year old NGSB (I’ve also known this from his blogsite). I admired him for that, I’m an NBSB myself. It is rare for guys to reach that age without having an affair. Though he may not look like that, well I believe he is.

It’s nice that we had an opportunity to chat and exchange ideas. I was grateful time lapsed swiftly yesterday. My heart aches as if I was so alone and there is nobody to hold on to. Thanks to few chats, some words and jokes, it relieved me. It eased the pain I was feeling then. Thanks he’s ONLINE.

LESSONS FROM A TRAGIC MEMORY

note: well, this should be posted last september, but unfortunately, i wasn't able to do so,.. this may not be timely but i think, it still is worthy to be posted, hehe... continue reading.=)

The rain continued to fall for several hours… It was an abrupt moment. And the people didn’t anticipate that floodwaters will reach that high. It was a dreadful nightmare to thousands of them. And most, to those who have lost their loved ones in just a wink of an eye.

The wrath of typhoon Ondoy probably is one of the worst things our country has ever experienced. We encountered lots of calamities already. But Ondoy was a different test, knowing that hundreds of lives were lost, and billions of properties, crops and infrastructures were damaged. Until now, many are still trying to rebuild their lives. In the southern part, particularly those people living near Laguna Lake, many homes are still submerged in floodwaters.

It is so saddening to see our fellow Filipinos, especially children, who are staying in evacuation centers. Schools have served as their temporary shelter. And most of them, who were severely affected, rely only in relief goods that will be provided by kindhearted people.

Many children get sick. Many are starving. Many are still mourning due to sudden death of their beloved or because of still-missing family members. This could be difficult. Restoring what was lost would take much time. Same as those homes in flooded areas, it will take months before the waters will run dry.

But, in these trying times, we learned a lot. Our faith was tested, and our heroism was showed as well. Indeed, we still have unfathomable love for our fellows. See, there are lots of organizations-government, non-government, private individuals- everybody demonstrated their love and concern either through prayers, donations or volunteering in relief and rescue operations.

The aftermath of the typhoon may have a prolonged effect. Nevertheless, if we think intently the value of that experience, we will fully accept why God let that to happen. It is not a punishment. It is a lesson instead. A knock on our hearts.

As they say, we survived to tell our own stories…