I was on the way to school, nakasakay ako sa loob ng isang puting FX biyaheng Sucat-Lawton... It was a rainy morning and I could feel the coldness of the aircon blowing on my face, sinipon tuloy ako..=p Suddenly the driver turned on the radio and tuned it sa station kung saan ang isang religious sect ang maririnig.
I never really listen to radio programs like that, ever... ewan ko lang kung bakit... I have faith. Then there was an old lady over the phone line having her testimony about how the religious leader changed her life. She began to weep, she cried so loud... so loud that it was not pleasant to the ears anymore... hagulgol kung baga, imagine, I have to cover my ears just to survive the agony of hearing it. Now I knew why I dont like those kinds of programs.
Bumaba na ako sa tapat ng Manila City hall, sumakay ako ulit ng another FX bound to somewhere in Cubao, dadaan kasi yun sa Morayta. I was surprised and happy na nakasabay ko ang isang familiar face... someone close to God...(salamat pla kapatid sa pakikinig sa mga kwento ko! )... its a "Holy Day" indeed.
Pero hindi dun natatapos ang lahat, pagdating sa isang morning class namin... we received an early "Homily" from a professor...(sorry for using the word "homily"...) He started our class with an intense moment of silence, everyone was just staring at him... wondering what is up. Then minutes later he began to talk, hindi naman namin malaman anu ba talaga yung problem, sino tinutukoy niya, paulit-ulit lang naman yung mga sinasabi nya. The speech was so colorful, with all these dates he's mentioning, his body movements, and the sudden flow of tears.
I was moved... I wont lie, I felt for him for minutes, medyo naawa ako sa kanya. But something made me changed my position... You see, I have nothing against this prof, I found him nice, he's a great man... Im not intelligent but I can weigh things out. Emotions took over him, definitely it owned him, all these bitterness... "dan-ger-oooous" nyahahaha... I said awhile ago na medyo kampi nako sa prof na ito, kaya lang may napansin ako.. very evident... paulit-ulit kasi siya, nahalata ko tuloy...
Kung hindi ako nagkakamali, he was hurt and mad coz people call him names like A hole, sycophant (first time ko narinig yun dun, til now I dont know what it means, so can someone tell me =p), Ybanag (well, he's proud), bakla (so what? daw), damn... etc... which I agree, its very disrespectful talaga.. kahit kanino naman sabihin, masama yun!
But after hearing words coming from his very own mouth, describing his enemies... after calling them "beast" or "biatch" (whatever), nawala lahat ng awa ko sa kanya... why? What makes him different from them?? isang malaking WALA! pare-parehas sila... so if theyre all the same, patas lang yung laban... yun lang, he's not man enough to fight til the end (ehem).. who is the loser now?? Sayang ok pa naman siya sa class.
Gusto ko sana tumayo at sabihin sa kanya ito... kaso naisip ko moment niya yun at ayoko makisawsaw... (another thing, hindi ako ganung tao... wala ako kakayahan... mahiyain kaya ako =p) Sa lahat ng nakaka-alam nito, tama ba ako? anyway, bago na prof, tapos na issue, let's forget about it, pasensya na if I threw some jokes about it sa text messages... sorry... =p
God Bless!!!!!
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