Let's talk about the different faces of friendship.
Is there really a true friend?
Here, I present some realities of this so called "friendship".
Check it out which fits you.
"There are many friends, that's true.
But there are only few who stand with you."
"Friends come to your life for reasons.
There are few to cling for your wealth.
Others want to shed your fame.
Some needs your generosity.
Many aim your intellectual and talented labels.
But despite this hard-hitting reality;
There is only one that stands genuine."
"Friendship can be measured when...
Your secret story doesn't circulate
Your sorrows cause her pain
Your pain becomes her anguish
Your anguish turns her struggle
Your struggle leads her strength
Your strength gives her hope
Your hope makes her joy
Your joy is her victory!
For friendship is all about...
Greatest feeling and moment!"
This is inspired from Talk_Back's post via Twitter:
"Don't say "Black" when you don't have an exact vision of its color.
Or else, you'll end up like an idiot trapped defenseless in a battle."
-- (Talk_Back)
Friday, January 21, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Beautiful Twist
Wishing for a beautiful and smooth twist where no one gets hurt, and everybody lives happily despite the abrupt change in love & life's journey!
May the limelight turns on to where you hide so I could find you easier, and that my travel in search for my ONE could have been ended.
May you see a glimpse of hope to become stronger and keep on walking till you catch a hint of my footsteps.
May you hear my voice calling for you amidst the loudest sounds caused by mankind around the planet.
May you sense the touch of my heart's desire so that my long quest for you is worth the wait and tears.
May our stars and our planets in space collide and a magnetic force of the universe leads us together in one place.
May the limelight turns on to where you hide so I could find you easier, and that my travel in search for my ONE could have been ended.
May you see a glimpse of hope to become stronger and keep on walking till you catch a hint of my footsteps.
May you hear my voice calling for you amidst the loudest sounds caused by mankind around the planet.
May you sense the touch of my heart's desire so that my long quest for you is worth the wait and tears.
May our stars and our planets in space collide and a magnetic force of the universe leads us together in one place.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Untold Stranger
She sat on the bench inside the campus quadrangle. Folks & fellow students passed by without noticing her. She observed them passing, seeking for meaning of life when a man in white T-shirt approached her and asked: “Alone?”
She stared at him blankly. She couldn’t think of anything that reminded her of any formal or informal acquaintances with the man. Her eyes traveled to the personality of the stranger in front of her, who managed to notice her amidst the crowd in the campus. This man of early 30’s was moderately tall with a brown complexion. His build wasn’t that impressive but his eyes showed sincerity and filled with mystery. He looked a bit tired and burned out -- like he’d traveled so far. Then, darkness and white colors suddenly flashed and faded the man in the scene. She woke up to realize that she just had a dream.
She went to the kitchen and got a glass of water. She was thirsty. She was totally tired of crying for a man she thought was meant for her. She couldn’t believe how she’d survived from emptiness and pain after discovering her fiance's marriage to someone else. Yes, someone exactly of her version. How pathetic! That’s how she felt. She returned to her room and thought back to her weird dream. She raised her brows and murmured: It was just a dream. A simple sign from a woman being burned out of much pain!
A year and months later, that dream faded and was forgotten. She was busy at law school. One day, a friend request across SNS surprised her. The name was so familiar to her – yes, the name! Of course it was! She saw that name on her campus Communication ID. Could be a shame but that man was the only student-president she never got acquainted with! Not even getting familiarized of his face, worse even listening at him on speech. She didn’t recognize him completely. To save the man from insult, she fooled herself settling a fact that her life in college was a busy mixture with her job at a radio station! Okay, I was too busy then. Too busy to listen to his speech, or to meet him in campus newsroom, or even in campus radio station! Simply because I was totally devoting myself to the outside world of media.
That man left nothing but a legacy of his name!
But in the lighter side, she recalled giving an effort to see him. She lined up at the Communication studio when a speech was set to be delivered but she gave up – she didn’t like huge crowd! Before the president arrived to deliver a speech, she left. She was too impatient, really!
Unnoticeably, a smile drew at her face. After nine long years, nice meeting you, Mr. President! She exclaimed and started to browse at the photos and that gave her a big bang! The face was so familiar because she got bumped to this man outside the Starbucks. He wore a denim jacket and had a serious chat with his peers when she passed by toward the bookstore, one or two meters away from Starbucks. The man stared at her and showed getting familiar of her, or might just a curious stare, or whatever it was, she recalled ignoring him and them. She felt awkward caught at the group’s stare – simply because he was and they were totally strangers to her!
She moved the mouse and traveled down where she could see a link to the president’s blog. Curiosity pushed her to read. Impressive! She murmured. Then, she started to read and read again the man’s blog as if she had known him already for so long. Yes, she started to appreciate the man: the wise man with adorable characteristics! His different views that made her think this man was so real to himself. No pretension at all! She ended up accepting Mr. President’s friend request. She just realized, she sent in a private message: “Thanks for connecting!” And that was it! She didn’t apply her learning from a stringent TV interview session. What she did was an opening and closing statement.
A week later, she was totally bothered. There must be something she’d forgotten. She tried to have a flashback and she almost giggled when she got it finally. Yes, the man of her dream was no longer a stranger! She met him finally! Who would have thought that the man of his dream was Mr. President? She just stared at her computer’s screen blankly, playing around the keyboard, after that big mind-recall-hit! How did it happen? What’s his role in her life?
She stood up and got back her Revised Penal Code book. That day, her life was back on track being the great teller of her time. Part of that story has been told, but what lies ahead of this life’s mysterious surprise would be worth waiting: could be a great friendship, a lover, or a brotherly care could have been found! Yet, there was a lesson learned out there: that fate rules its own timing for two strange individuals to meet for reason. And whatever might be that reason, it remains untold.
She stared at him blankly. She couldn’t think of anything that reminded her of any formal or informal acquaintances with the man. Her eyes traveled to the personality of the stranger in front of her, who managed to notice her amidst the crowd in the campus. This man of early 30’s was moderately tall with a brown complexion. His build wasn’t that impressive but his eyes showed sincerity and filled with mystery. He looked a bit tired and burned out -- like he’d traveled so far. Then, darkness and white colors suddenly flashed and faded the man in the scene. She woke up to realize that she just had a dream.
She went to the kitchen and got a glass of water. She was thirsty. She was totally tired of crying for a man she thought was meant for her. She couldn’t believe how she’d survived from emptiness and pain after discovering her fiance's marriage to someone else. Yes, someone exactly of her version. How pathetic! That’s how she felt. She returned to her room and thought back to her weird dream. She raised her brows and murmured: It was just a dream. A simple sign from a woman being burned out of much pain!
A year and months later, that dream faded and was forgotten. She was busy at law school. One day, a friend request across SNS surprised her. The name was so familiar to her – yes, the name! Of course it was! She saw that name on her campus Communication ID. Could be a shame but that man was the only student-president she never got acquainted with! Not even getting familiarized of his face, worse even listening at him on speech. She didn’t recognize him completely. To save the man from insult, she fooled herself settling a fact that her life in college was a busy mixture with her job at a radio station! Okay, I was too busy then. Too busy to listen to his speech, or to meet him in campus newsroom, or even in campus radio station! Simply because I was totally devoting myself to the outside world of media.
That man left nothing but a legacy of his name!
But in the lighter side, she recalled giving an effort to see him. She lined up at the Communication studio when a speech was set to be delivered but she gave up – she didn’t like huge crowd! Before the president arrived to deliver a speech, she left. She was too impatient, really!
Unnoticeably, a smile drew at her face. After nine long years, nice meeting you, Mr. President! She exclaimed and started to browse at the photos and that gave her a big bang! The face was so familiar because she got bumped to this man outside the Starbucks. He wore a denim jacket and had a serious chat with his peers when she passed by toward the bookstore, one or two meters away from Starbucks. The man stared at her and showed getting familiar of her, or might just a curious stare, or whatever it was, she recalled ignoring him and them. She felt awkward caught at the group’s stare – simply because he was and they were totally strangers to her!
She moved the mouse and traveled down where she could see a link to the president’s blog. Curiosity pushed her to read. Impressive! She murmured. Then, she started to read and read again the man’s blog as if she had known him already for so long. Yes, she started to appreciate the man: the wise man with adorable characteristics! His different views that made her think this man was so real to himself. No pretension at all! She ended up accepting Mr. President’s friend request. She just realized, she sent in a private message: “Thanks for connecting!” And that was it! She didn’t apply her learning from a stringent TV interview session. What she did was an opening and closing statement.
A week later, she was totally bothered. There must be something she’d forgotten. She tried to have a flashback and she almost giggled when she got it finally. Yes, the man of her dream was no longer a stranger! She met him finally! Who would have thought that the man of his dream was Mr. President? She just stared at her computer’s screen blankly, playing around the keyboard, after that big mind-recall-hit! How did it happen? What’s his role in her life?
She stood up and got back her Revised Penal Code book. That day, her life was back on track being the great teller of her time. Part of that story has been told, but what lies ahead of this life’s mysterious surprise would be worth waiting: could be a great friendship, a lover, or a brotherly care could have been found! Yet, there was a lesson learned out there: that fate rules its own timing for two strange individuals to meet for reason. And whatever might be that reason, it remains untold.
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