Hi Pa,
I’m scared as hell. After the holdup suspense thriller inside the bus I experienced last week, it’s only tonight I have the realization that I could have been possibly blown off into smithereens with the rest of the passengers and the bus. The holduppers were armed with caliber 45 and two hand grenades. I see hatred and desperation painted all over their faces. If this is post traumatic symptoms, I don’t know. One guy aimed his pistol right into my face, point blank, thinking I was some big time bank executive who happened to leave his car from home because it’s flat and rode the bus to work. Too much porma can kill. He was ready to pull the trigger anytime I resist or twitch a finger.
For the past days, I have been shrugging off the experience, even trying to make fun of it like telling how my co-passengers were singing some Brader Mike Velarde anthems. My decision to work here in Manila could have cost me my life.
At one AM, I called kuya bong on the phone. He was obviously in his REM. He asked me if I’m okay. Hearing his obviously drunk voice was enough to calm me. Next to you of course, I just wish he was here with me. I told him I’m good which is half the truth. I’m living in this big bad city and at any moment, I’m dead meat here and nobody would know, only until they get to see me on TV Patrol or Saksi as the guy floating by the river or one helpless soul with his lung ripped in the dark alleys of Manila. If that wasn’t a scary thought, I don’t know what is.
I thought I would be seeing you any moment. I hope you really are in heaven because it’s more depressing thought that you ain’t there at all. I miss you a lot these days. Mommy misses you too. You haven’t been showing up in my dreams lately. I sorely miss our conversations. Always be pogi up there, so that when we see each other, I can be proud that I am your son.
P.S. Don’t flirt with the angels. They don’t have vaginas.
hello! thanks for dopping by my blog! i’ll be back to read your posts.
it’s good that nothing bad happened to you. hmmm… i’m not sure if what i’m thinking is right about your father. but don’t worry, I’m not thinking of anything bad about him.
thanks rowjie for the shoutout. about my father, the guy passed away lyk ten years ago already. but m still stuck in the moment of having him around. the guy is great. incidentally, father’s day coincides to his bday this year. tsk. miss him bigtime. ha! ha.
i’ll be adding you in the blogroll. m sure it’s ok, right?
hi there
the worst thing that happened to me inside the bus was my phone got stolen and I was already scared(and also fuming). I don’t know you but Im glad, and Im sure your family does too, that you were ok.
I always carry a pepper spray just in case something I call a life and death situation will happen to me, but I hope I will not use it.
I think your Pa was your angel that time.
hi Cat, thanks I’ll be adding you to my blogroll too. you must be psychic. My daddy-in-law-to-be thinks too because even last year during my pamanhikan, he saw a man in haze followed me at the kitchen. but i still doubt it because he wasn’t even there on my most important moment lyk when i was circumcised and ‘baptized to manhood’.
hahaha,I didnt expect that, sorry.
How can you be sure he was not there? The time of pamanhikan, it was your FIL to be who saw something(for me, that was scarier hehehe), it wasn’t you. Maybe the time of your baptism, he was there too, sitting beside you…and smirking, kidding
at least, it crossed your mind that it was your Father
I’ll link you up too. Thanks
ha! ha! you’re hilarious. and the miyao-miyao with a cap pix looks cool.
a friend once witnessed another pedestrian a meter in front him get shot pointblank. he had fever for two days, and it took him weeks to get over the sleepless nights, and hearing empty shells hitting the pavement.
you are ok now, i hope?
Hi rex, cool ng blog mo. next time I post something from you I’ll let you know
ei doc jun musta convention nyo? natuloy ka b? nice observation. had fever and flu for mor dan a week now. my temperature is mercurial it gets high at night and back to normal at day. my anti flu vaccine is failing me (or maybe there’s a new strain of flu virus i don’t know). i think m ok but the body says otherwise. pina-cancel ko na nga din ung prophylaxis ko for today.
tinnerts, sinong rex? nyahaha… promise mo di mo ire-reveal ang identity ni superman a.k.a me kahit pa bigyan ka nila ng free foot spa saka kung anu-anong freebies. promise? the idea of a farm guy going to the city is… well superman, pero kaw lang dapat nakakaalam san ako work baka mahuli ako ng mga bad elements saka ni lex luthor.
ooopss, forgot tinnerts. be adding you in my blogroll, with yawr permission… if dat’s ok
the convention went ok, toxic as usual. i didn’t get to enjoy my stay, didn’t have time to go around until a few hours before leaving. nanuod na lang ng Spider-Man 3. and a bit of pasalubong shopping. hehehe.
oist, pag magpatuloy yang fever, see a doctor na.
tonyt pa lang kami manonood ng spidey 3, movie passes lang kasi ha! ha!… we have company doctor doing round the clock job kaso di ko sinisipot kasi lam ko na sasabihin nun. chew your foods well, don’t drink soda, go grow and glow.
saka di rin ako sanay sa special attention specially ive grown from the prabins. any sickness away from the heart won’t kill you. yaan mo na, matigas lang talaga ulo ko.
Loko ka talaga…pati yung ano ng angels napagtripan mo…tawa ako nang tawa dito…hahah…
He he… matulis kasi ‘yung tatay ko. mahilig magkalat ng lahi. baka biglang magulat sa mga anghel na wala na yung kwan, naging pakpak na pala. buti na ‘yung ma-warningan. Nyahaha!
ankulit ng ending, haha
your dad may have figured it out na rin. i hope all’s better with you now. thanks for the comment in clarechronicles.
thanks for dropping by clare. gudlak to your vice mayor bro. ako di ko natulungan si brader ko. maga ang cornea mo sa kababantay ng boto nyan. he he!
parang may black eye(s) nga ako eh, sobrang puyat! hello ulit! tapos na ang kalbaryo ko
panalo. musta yung sa bro mo naman?
congrats to ur bro! panalo din si kuya. as usual, he’s broke again. di ako magpapakita ngayon baka mangutang. he he! di ko na natulungan sa pagbabantay but m sure he understands…
what a scary experience you had!! I actually safer here than in Manila. Your P.S. is very funny, I am sure your dad is laughing up there.
hi grace, thanks for dropping by this blog. i was surprised, really. i actually migrated all my blog files to my new site. i also added you to my blogroll, m hoping it’s ok. you can check it out at badoodles.wordpress.com. same interface and content, only different blogsite name.