Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Of Books and Life






          It always occur to me how wonderful life is if it would always end up the way the books I'm reading eventually ends; which by the way  most of the time have this '...and they live happily ever after' kind of ending. Yeah, it sounds ideally fantastic but logically unrealistic!

         
           I mean come on, who was I kidding? I know that not all things that I've came across those books or; shall we say novels, are something which are all the time inclined to reality. As what one of my college professor said, "Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some to be chewed on and digested." And apparently Sir Francis Bacon, the Renaissance author, agreed to this (because originally he said this line☺)!  

        I admit that I seemed to be gazillion miles away from reality when I'm reading books or novels. Or that I am instantly taken away into that place and time where the scene in the novel had taken place; may it be during the Nazi invasion in Europe or at a dinner at a fine restaurant in New York. Or that I tend to see myself as the lady being chased by some mentally-ill killer, or dumped by some lawyer fiancĂ©, or kissed by the irresistible guy-next-door. Or that I found myself laughing, shouting, giggling or crying (in my head or actually in reality) in sync with how the characters are feeling in the novel. But then hey, I guess I'm just so into with what I'm reading that I feel so attached to the characters but that doesn't mean that I'm practically detached from reality, right?!

       Well anyway, despite the fact that I have this overflowing, picturesque and creative imagination I believe that I can still identify what's fact from fiction or what's real from what's not. I still have a full grasp of reality. I still am aware that I'm not Bella Swan who has a gorgeous vampire for a boyfriend and a hot werewolf for a best friend, nor a curator of some museum in search for a message behind a painting, and stuff like that. 

       However I can't help but wish that once in a while those happy endings are same as how most of our lives would end. Like those psychopath killers would rot in prison so justice may be served. That those husbands and wives battling over a divorce would eventually work things out and make-up.  That those people who were once a nobody would grew up to be a somebody. Or maybe, those who had their lives or hearts broken would one day find something or someone that will make them whole again. Sounds great, doesn't it?

        I know that happy endings doesn't happen all the time in the real world; especially not with today's world wherein real life villains (may it be a person, thing, happening, or even yourself) exist and are more than willing to antagonize you every way they can. Yet despite all these negativity and nightmarish set-up, I still think that we could be happy. We only have to allow happiness to dwell in us, in our hearts and in our spirit. And if in case it just wouldn't work out for now, then maybe we'll just have to wait for the real happy ending, in GOD's time that is!


        And when that time comes, we will all be more than the prettiest prince and princess in the kingdom, the richest merchant in town or even the brightest star in Hollywood!




xoxo,


Mae =)

KASAGUTAN

I.  Pa'no to nangyari
   Sa tuwina'y di ko mawari
   Damdamin ko'ng ito'y ngayon
   Di mabigyan ng kahulugan
   Ni kahit ano'ng kasagutan
   Tila para'ng isang bata
   Na sa kawala'y nawawala

    Hindi ko inasahan 
   Hindi ko napansin
   Bigla na lang nagising
   Sa isang bagay na di hiniling
   
II Ako ngayo'y nalilito
  Di masagot ng isip ko
  Naiinis sa'king sarili
  'Pagkat 'di ko pa ma-amin
  Ang bulong nito'ng damdamin
  Ani mo'y isang saralin
  Na 'di malaman kung anong dapat gawin


  Hindi ko na alam
  Ni di ko inasam
  Bigla na lang natauhan
  Sa isang katotohanan


  Di na kailan mangangamba
  Ni magtaka o magduda
  Sagot ng puso'y alam ko na
  Sadyang natagpuan sa'yo sinta


10:25pm
Sept.19, 2010
   
xoxo,


Mae =)

Friday, September 17, 2010

Closet Poet

A poem or two I write
Hoping to make things right
Scrawling things left unspoken
A hope to keep things unbroken
Inking the voices in my head
pouring out the things I dread
A tale of love and life I share
The pain and hurt I used to bare
Thoughts I opt to pen
Immortalized, and never be forgotten 
In silence now I  ran back for cover
like a heroine finding her lover
Anonymous indeed I choose to stay
For now I love to keep it that way

xoxo,


Mae =)