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DAY OF RECKONING

December 10, 2009

Dec 09,2009  will always be remembered by me as the Day of Reckoning. 

 Yesterday, we had to defend the survivival of our Group. The essence of our existence.  It is so disheartening when one of your own group-mates stabs you in the back and creates doubt in your organization that has been built on the foundations of Trust and Confidence.

 Oh well, that’s life I guess. Nothing really is certain except for change. For a gruelling 4 hour stretch, we had to point-out the reasons why the Group should not be disbanded and it was business as usual.  Being under scrutiny almost all my professional life, I was used to this already. But some of my Groupmates are not. It pains me that they had to suffer anxiety and panic attacks.

After laying all the cards on the table, the verdict was out. The Group stays on, but the Fallen Member leaves.

We all have choices to make. Some tougher than others. Some say it is better to have made a wrong choice rather than no action taken.  In this case, the choice ended a career and broken friendships.  The career can be mended with a shift of jobs, the broken friendships however, may take some time to heal.

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YOUNG BLOOD, SWEET BLOOD

December 1, 2009

Oh  I could only imagine how the female-vampire must be feeling for her cousin. Never been in that situation, fillial-love . It’s so sexy because there is a possible element of incest.  I don’t know them both but am pretty sure the male-vampire feels something too. The male specie isn’t as dumb or stupid as the females see them.  They just play or act dumb at times, often with twisted reasons.

If I were the female-vampire, I would let the male-vampire know how I feel.  Maybe it turns the guy off or maybe it doesn’t. The important thing is you re-enforced your feelings with actions.  The what-if’s are too variable to factor. i say fuck it, kiss the guy and hope for the best. Maybe that’s why she does not want to have any serious relationships. She’s subconsciously waiting for the ‘what-if’ between the male-vampire and herself to materialize. 

If they do tango in bed, am sure it would be unforgettable. There is a bond stronger than friends that only the two of them have. A blood-bond that will have to be satisfied before you can say - move on.

 I will be watching this closely as it also turns me on.  Oh what fun is to be a vampire.  Sleep all day, party all night, never die!

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OFF-TARGET

My Silent-Trigger seemed to have malfunctioned. I was shooting bottle-cap targets hanging from electrical wires last week.  First 2 shots  hit nothing but the back-stop i put up. Third shot was the same, one-hole at the previous position of the back-stop.  Hmmmm, what the fuck went wrong? 

I remember using live .22lr rounds after shooting air-pellets.  Could this be the culprit? I researched on the web that some scopes are simply not built for live-rounds.  Well, my tasco is one of them. It was meant for air-gun shooting. 

To test this theory, I went to the gun-smith and had the scope zeroed  using air-gun pellets. I squeezed a few rounds and hit dead-center.  I then changed to live .22 lrs and fired a shot. No problem, dead-center.  The second shot was however a disaster. It again hit off target at 10 óclock, slightly elevated from targret.  I returned to firing air-pellets and viola, it was confirmed to be off-target.

Lesson of the day, use the right tools for the job asshole!  I went back to the gunsmith and asked him to teach me how to zero the scope. It took almost .30mins to learn and apply the technique.  Now I can zero my Silent-Trigger without assistance.  Too bad, i kinda loved my scope but I think I will have to upgrade it to one that can take the shock/vibration of real ammunition.

 I love this hobby. I learn new things about equipment and my skills every weekend.  See you around, I am scope-hunting very soon.

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Tagak,Pagong at Bato-bato

November 6, 2009

Dumalaw ang Bantay ng Tumana sa isang probinsiya noong isang linggo.

Kakaraan lang ng bagyong “Tino” sa katimugang tagalog at malupit na naman ang hagupit sa mga tao at kanilang ari-arian.

Dito sa probinsyang ito, di pa nakitang tumaas ang Tubig ng sapa ng mahigit sa tuhod. Dumadaloy ang tubig pababa ng lambak para lumabas sa lawa ng Laguna.

Ang taas ng tubig sa sapa ay halos bewang na ang taas! Ang mga kawawang tao sa lambak ay halos  labing dalawang piye ang taas.  Di magkamalaw  sa pag lisan  ng biglang bumaha na akala mo ay katapusan na ng mundo.

Habang namimintana ang Bantay sa may kusina ng bahay, 3 animal ang dumaan sa gilid ng sapa. Isang pagong na mukang bato sa kapal ng putik sa kanyang likuran.  Isang tagak na halos di na maka-lipad sa sobrang payat dahil wala ng isda sa sapa. Isang itim na bato-bato na nangininain sa mga basurang napadpad sa gilid ng sapa.

Sobrang abuso na talaga tayo sa kalikasan .  Sinira na natin ang mga bundok kung saan maraming ibong namumugad. Sira na rin ang ang mga patubigan na nagiging dambuhala na sa laki pag umuulan. Nawawala na tuloy ang mga isda sa sapa. Kawawang mga pagong na natatabunan na ng putik pag rumaragasa ang tubig galing bundok.

Tumayo ang Bantay at kinuha ang riple nya. It’s silent-trigger time, sayang naman ang mga ibong prey, ka-kalat-kalat lang! 

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BABY ANGELA

October 30,2009

We pray for the soul of Baby Angela who joined the Creator,  after briefly staying with us for 36 days.

We believe she is in a much better place, where no more pain can reach her.

We believe she is now watching us from above, just like the Angel that God has sent to each one of us when we were children too.

We believe she will be reunited with her loving parents, her brother Raf and sister Stef, when we are all called back to the kingdom of God on the last day.

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FAREWELL MY FRIEND

Makalipas ang mahigit ang isang dekada ng magandang pagsasamahan ng barkada, isa na naman ang kelangan ma-ma-alam palabas ng Tumana.

Kung magbabalik tanaw ang Bantay sa mga taong  nakalipas, halo-halong storya at karanasan ang di mabibilang na namagitan sa mga mabubuting magkakaibigan dito sa Tumana.

Naging mabuting kaibigan, mabait na ina, madiskarteng manggagawa ang espesyal na taong ito.  Labing walong taon siyang mataimtim na naging haligi ng Tumana.  Pero katulad ng panahon, kailangan din niyang lumisan para sa kanyang pamilya.

Paaalam na, kaibigang tunay. Iwanan ka namin ng isang baon na dasal : “Panginoon Ko, ipagkaloob mo sa kanya ang liwanag ng isip, lakas ng loob, at tibay ng pananampalataya sa Iyo.  Patnubayan Niyo po ang kanyang mga yabag at bigyan Mo po siya ng magandang kalusugan at  mahabang buhay upang maitaguyod ang kanyang pamilya. Ina-alay namin ito sa Pangalan NIyong, Dakilang May Kapal.Amen”  

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Red October

October 1, 2009

Kakaiba na talaga ang panahon. Mantakin mo naman, Oktubre na ngaun eh lintik pa rin ang ulan at bagyo.  

Simoy pasko na dapat. Anak ng teteng naman, wala na bang pahinga si Juan Dela Cruz sa kanyang Kalbaryo?  Ay sus, tingnan natin bukas ko ano ang hatid ng tadhana.

 Bukas, ikalawa ng ng buwan ay ang ika apat na put isang kaarawan ng isang mabuting kaibigan ko. Labing tatlong taon na rin kaming mag-kaibigan at akoý nagagalak na mag-kakasama pa kami ng mahaba-habang panahon.

Saludo ako sa kanya,isang ina na nagtataguyod ng 3 anak habang ang katuwang ay nangingibang bansa. 

Sa iyo, kaibigan, maligayang kaarawan. Sana ay Malasing mo kami. Octoberfest na, rock and roll hanngang umaga. 

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SILENT TRIGGER

Ang bantay ng Tumana ay masaya.  Sa wakas ay dumating ang hinihintay niyang hunting-rifle.  Oo, isa itong armas. Armas na maaring makamatay ng tao o hayop.  Saan nga ba gagamitin? Sa pang hunting sana.  Kung saan at kailan ay hindi pa rin alam.  Nagsasanay pa lamang ang bantay sa pag-gamit ng mahabang armas.  May sniper-scope ito kaya medyo malayo-layo din ang kayang abutin.  Sanay na ang Bantay sa maliit o side-arm na armas. Linngo-linngo kung mag ensayo kaya mayroon na ring muscle-memory pag binunot ang small-arm.

Pero iba ang hunting with a rifle. May elemento ng “stalking” o pag-subaybay. May elemento ng “cover and concealment” o ang pagiging hunyango sa kanyang kapaligiran upang di matiktikan ng sinuman.  May elemento din ng “long-distnce-shooting”o pag-gamit ng larga-vista upang lumapit sa paningin ang bagay na malayo.  May elemento dn ng “terrain” o ang pag-alam kung saan ligtas mag-hunting.  May elemento ng “logistics”o ang pag-hahanda ng kagamitan,pag-kain,sasakyan upang maisagawa ang isang matagumpay na ekspidisyon.  Pero ang pinaka importanteng elemento ay ang “patience” o pasensya. Hindi lahat ng lakad ng hunting ay matagunpay. Mas madalas ay olat o walang maputukan. Ang sigurado lang na ma-hunting ay ang iyong katawan sa pamamagitan ng mga insecto!

Nabanggit ko na ba na “suppressed”o may pamatay-ingay ang hunting-rifle ng Bantay? Ito ay para hindi mabulabog ang kapaligiran pag pinupotok na ang riple.  Epektibo ito para makarami sa pag-hunting.

Ngaun ay linnguhang pag-eensayo sa pag-gamit ng hunting rifle sa bakuran.  Sinusuri ang rifle at ang kakayahan nito. Kina-kabisado ang rifle-scope at epektibong distansya ng mga putok.

Ingat lang sa pag hunting, laging tandaan na ito ay para sa “enjoyment “at “self- discipline”. 

When I see you out there, I hope you don’t see me back. That way I know am stalking you well with my Silent Trigger! 

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TURBULENT TIMES

September 26,2009 would go down in Philippine History as one of the worst natural disasters that ever his the country.

The torrential rains started pouring around 10:00 am and ended by 5:00 pm.  The aftermath was horrific. The damage to property and infrastructure is etimated in the billions of pesos. I stopped counting the death toll when it was reported at 240 yesterday.  The entire island of Luzon was badly hit. In particular, the metropolis where at least 50MM filipinos live in cramped conditions was devestated.  Power and water has not yet been restored in many places.  Flood waters have reached neck-high and have left several towns still isolated as of this writing.  Trash is strewn all accross the streets, villages, and commercial estaiblishments.A grim reminder that we should all take care of our environment.

The Filipinos are truly resilient. But I fear this is just the beggining for harder times. The effects of global warming is upon us. There is no other explanation to this phenomena we have experienced.  While we are still picking up the pieces from this latest tragedy, a new tropical-typhoon is about to hit the country once more.  All we can do now is prepare and pray. 

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Angels in Heaven

August 20, 2009

Today is a day of mixed emotions. Reading through email that an unborn twins died in the womb of their mother is really a heart crusher. 

You can not begin to feel the pain, sorry, and grief of a mother who after 8 hours of labor finds out her babies can not join them as a family.  You can not console the father who after 9 months of caring for his wife and unborn kids realizes that the world will never be complete without the children.  You can not know how the sibblings of the unborn twins must be going through after they receive the news that Paolo and Pietro will not lie down in the crib that their Dad brought home months ago.

A very cruel fate shared only by those who have actually gone through the same experience.

In the Lord’s faith and confidence, we lift up to you Almighty One, the souls of our little angels.  In Your comfort and grace we give thanks for we know our little angels look down upon us now.  They are very lucky indeed, to have never experienced pain and suffering as we know it.  The little angels that God calls back to his flock are in a better place. 

Only one thing is for sure, all the little angels in heaven are thankful for their wonderful family that has become more closer to the Lord after their brief glimpse of earth. 

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Turning a Year Wiser

August 11, 2009

Malakas ang ihip ng hanging habagat ngayong mga huling nag-daang araw. Kasabay nito ang mataas na sikat na araw. Salamat po Panginoon at nakakapag kula na rin kami ng labahin. Hindi na natutuyo sa kulob ang mga nilbhan. Ang sama kasi ng amoy ng natuyong damit sa dilim at may downy.

Patuloy lang ang ikot ng mga araw at di natin namamalayan na kaarawan na naman pala natin.  Mayroong nalulungkot pag sasapit na ang kanilang kaarawan

Kasi tatanda, kasi mag lilibre at gasgas ang bulsa, kasi malungkot dahil walang nobyo, kasi malayo sa mahal sa buhay.  

Mayroon din namang abot langit ang pasasalamat. Pasasalamat dahil binigyan ulit ng isang bagong taon para mabuhay sa mundo, pasasalamat sa biyayang natatamasa, pasasalamat sa mga tunay na kaibigang hindi bumibitaw, pasasalamat sa mga tunay na nagmahahal.

Mula dito sa Tumana, binabati ko ang isang napaka especial na tao sa buhay ko - si Judith Q Sierra! 

 A year older, definitely a year of new begginings! Some wild, some wilder, hopefully am there for the ride!  Happy birthday Girl!

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SEA OF LOVE

August 6, 2009

Lumabas ang taong “bantay” ng Tumana kahapon  August 05,2009 upang mag bigay ng huling galang at paalam sa isang president ng republika na maituturing na bayani.

It’s been a while since the “bantay” left the comfort of his tumana to join the mass of people in a display of solidarity.

Rewind to Feb 2006. First day of the people-power uprising. Si “bantay” ay isa pa lamang na mag-aaral sa maynila. 17 anyos, tule na, pero di makaboto.  Tumulak siya kasama ng mga kapwa mag-aaral sa mendiola upang makigulo at makita kung ano ba ang kinagagalit ng taong bayan sa rehimeng marcos.  With a long white banner, they marched to mendiola with the rest of the students.  They were greeted with warm cheers and laughter. They wondered  why they laughed at their contigent. Then a fellow demonstrator said…”men, baligtad ang hawak nyo sa banner”…. having said that, it broke the tension and they all had a good laugh. 

The sea of people at mendiola were agitated. There was heightened awareness, but most of al,the mood was one of hate and anger. It was so volatile that anyone who get shoved badly by the police would have instigated a riot. Fortunately it did not happen. That was the first time the “bantay” ever experienced a sea of people

During the time of erap estrada, again, “bantay” dove into a sea of people to show support to a country already crippled by corruption of a few entities in power. At that time, gambling was the operative word of the day.  Again, in the sea of people, “bantay” saw anger, hate and this time shame on a people who voted for a leader who did not stand-up for their rights. 

Nagsawa na si “bantay”na sumama pa sa kahit anong demnonstrasyon sa kalye pagkatapos ng EDSA Dos. He retreated to his “tumana”and became a passive observer.EDSA Tres  was a sham from the point of view of the passive “bantay”. With indignation and indifference, he chose to ignore what’s happening outside the tumana.  

But what transpired between  August 01,2009  to August 05 was different. He again felt the connection to the re-birth of Philippine democracy. 

He took his daughter and wife out of the safe-zone of his tumana and braved the rain and sun for two hours. Waiting for the former President’s convoy to pass through the Osmena Hi-way.  During those two hours that seemed only minutes, “bantay” told the story to his teen-age daughter of how people-power and the strenght of prayers toppled a dictatorship. 

“Bantay” was  moved to tears when the funeral convoy creeped slowly to their vantage point. He took pictures of the flag-draped coffin guarded by 4 sentinels. He made a snappy-salute and put his arms around his family. Yesterday, he was again in the midst of a sea of people. But this time, it had an  extra-ordinarily good aura to it. The sea of people was full of love and sympathy.

Paalam po Tita Cory, Salamat…Bantay ng Tumana 

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Training Day

July 31, 2009

It’s been a while since my visitor left the comfort of his safety-blanket and faced the world with strangers in a common goal.  Eto ang hinga ng bago kong bisita sa Tumana. ” Ang tanda ko na men para mag-aral, pero eto, susubukan pa ring matuto”…. Those were the words he uttered when he bravely set-off for training.

Had the training been about security and risk, that would have been fine. Had it been advanced fire-arm handling, counter-sniping, or improvised explosive detterence, much better.  But he was attending an IT related training.  All his stock-knowledge on the subject has been stuck at “DOS” based programming.

Hey, even the old dogs deserve a chance to learn new tricks. And so off to the training he went.  It was a pleasant surprise. The other members of the group were very nice, accomodating and warm. The trainor was very patient.  In the last three days, he did not participate in the hands-on tasks.  He’s there to grab the logic and hopefully the wisdom on how the subject-matter would be applied in the real world.

In the end, he met new friends. Two generations younger of course, but never the less, very intelligent people.  Well, you cant absorb everything, but you have to admit, you learn something new everyday.

The training comes to a conclusion after 4 days.  He will take with him the new things IT has to offer. Hopefully it would be applied when he comes back to the world of bad guys where he operates the best. 

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Piping Saksi

July 22, 2009

Ang hirap ng kalagayan nitong bisita ko sa Tumana.  Ang dami niyang nakita at narinig pero hindi siya tumitistigo.  Tama ba yon? Isa siyang Piping Saksi.   Alam ang lahat pero hindi nakikialam.

Minsan ganun tayo. Alam na alam mo ang puno’t dulo ng isang gusot pero di tayo nakikialam. Live and let live ang pina-pairal natin. Bakit ka nga naman mangenge-alam? Masabit ka pa? Sounds selfish? Not really. It’s just minding your own fucking business.  It’s you, doing everyone a favor by not poking your nose where it doesn’t concern you. It has ups and downs just like everything else.

Would you rather be pro-active and volunteer to be a good samaritan? Perhaps in a previous lifetime, not today. Good samaritans get sued for “stepping in” at the wrong time at the right place.

You can’t judge the passive observer.  Id rather stick with my friend, a Piping Saksi, rather than get shot for meddling with other people’s affair 

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Team Work

July 16, 2009

Ang kaibigan kong ito, napadpad dito sa Tumana para sumilong. Ang lakas-lakas kasi ng ulan.  Eto, nakiki paghuntahan lang. Tinanung ko siya bakit hindi siya nag mamadali umalis at alam kong may trabaho pa siya.  Ito lang sagot niya..”men, ang galing ng team work sa grupo ko”.

Sabi ko, habang nandito ka sa Tumana eh paki explika nga kung ano yung magaling na team-work.

“Bago ko sabihin ko ano ang team-work na mahusay, kelangan mo muna maintindihan ang grupong walang team-work.”.ika nga ng bisita ko. 

Isang grupo na walang team-work ay characterized by the following, but not limited to :

1. Laging late pumapasok ang mga empleado

2. Hindi marunong rumespeto sa agreed work-schedule

3. Kanya-kanyang trabaho lamang, walang pakialaman 

4. Exacto umuwi, “five-thirty-one gang”

5. Hindi nag s-share ng merienda sa isat-isa

Kung meron daw kayong mga nakikitang ganitong simptomas sa inyong mga ka-trabaho, wala kayong team-work.

San ba nagsisimula ang good team-work? Nasa leader yan, designated man o otherwise.  A good leader motivates his team to work as a unit.  If he keeps a good balance on the team, work will not be hard anymore.

Sa isang team, maraming players.  May matatanda, nakakabata, bading, tibo, manyakis, purista.  Walang team na iisang klase ang pinanggalingan.  Langgam nga may itim,pula,worker,soldier, eh tao pa.

The challenge is getting them to work well together.  These are the signs that  the team has blended well and working as one unit : 

1. Team-member are willing to  “takes the hit”for the group. Shared responsibility, shared accountability.

2. Team member willingly takes-over the task another person has difficulty with,

3. Team member support and share their resources, baon, pandesal, intellect, knowledge, skill 

4. Has a 360 degree “peripheral” of each other. They watch-out for each other.

The rain has stopped. My visitor is almost ready to leave the tumana. Medyo mahaba pala ang pinamalagi niya dito, halos wala na rin siyang aabutan sa trabaho. Ang sabi niya sa akin…”men, uwi na ako, they got me covered” 

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When you meet an Asshole

Define Asshole.  ASSHOLE - anyone who deserves the best  toilet paper in the world.  So what do you do when you meet one?

You can get crazy and start a fight.  A verbal-tussle would kick it off real well.  Tell the A-hole he/she is an A-hole and let’s see sparks flying.   

You can also give him/her the dirty look. Work’s well when you are in a crowd.  People would stare at the A-hole and sympathize with you.  

You can jab a finger in his/her chest and get physical.  But unless you can physically defend yourself in case of a retalliation, think twice before taking this course of action. 

My friend can pull a weapon and wield it to the A-holes face but that makes him equally an A-hole.  

So finally, what do you do when you meet an A-hole?  Walk away.  There’s no point in dealing wih an ASSHOLE. 

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All this too, shall Pass

July 15, 2009

” and all this too, shall pass”…..Ever heard that phrase from the Good Book?  Yep, very true indeed. Akala natin katapusan na ng lahat pag may dumarating na problema.  Natural na reaksiyon lang siguro. Pero give it some time, have someone to talk to, and the burden seems to be not so heavy as it once was.

Last year the mortgage to the house seems unsurmountable. 6 months ago the disease your dog caught seemed a death-sentence.  A month ago, your ill-tempered boss seemed ready to fire you from the job.  After some time and someone to talk to, it doesn’t seem all that bad.  The tension has passed, the concern is not so urgent anymore, and life moves on.

Maaring ngayon mabigat mga dala natin. Sa kayaunan, gagaang din at lilipas. Dude, mas ok may problema, at least buhay ka pa.  Mas mahirap pag wala ka ng problema kasi patay ka na.

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Dahil Mahal Kita

July 10, 2009

Things you do for love nga naman..Hindi ito pagmamahal sa chiks o kelots ha..Am talking about your love for your work.  Yuck di bah?  Ewan ko sa inyo pero itong bisita kong ito sa tumana iba rin ang kwento.  Dahil mahal niya work niya, kelangan ba siyang mag suffer?

Sabi nga niya, dugo at pawis ang pinuhunan niya sa karerang ito.  Di na nga niya tinuturing na trabaho kasi enjoy sia sa ginagawa niya.  Hazardous to your health ang field niya. May “customer-contact”ang line of work.  Parang bantayan ang labanan sa kanyang mundong ginagalawan.  You are always  analyzing and second-guessing your actions or in-actions.  Kadalasan gut-feel and instincts ang tools na most used nitong pobreng ito. Hirap di ba? Its a damned if you do or damned if you dont job! Mukang walang winner dito …bakit siya nag-stay?  Kasi siya mahal niya ang kabuhayan na nag susustento sa mga pang-araw-araw na kailangan ng pamilya niya.  Day in day out, the risk of fucking up hangs on the balance.  There are days when you make good judgement calls and everyone is happy.  There also some days when inspite of all the things you made, shit hits the fan because of your not-so-good judgement calls.  Eh kaya pa ba? Tanga nga lang siguro itong bisita ko sa Tumana, pero he will stay coz he loves the insane job he is doing right now.  

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Aso’t Pusa - tulad natin

July 9, 2009

Ang buhay nga naman, parang mga aso’t pusa!  Mortal na mag-ka-away kung minsan, pero lintik mag mahalan kadalasan.  Baket kamo? O eto kwento ng isang lalaki - DOG, at isang babae - CAT.

Umpisahan ko sa Pusa, kuting, o cat. Grabe, ang taray, sexy at matalino. Ang tapang at daring nitong bebot na ito. Sa tindig pa lang alam mo na go-getter, self-starter, at di umaaayawI!!!!! Hinahangaan ng mga kalalakihan, kina-iinggitan ng mga kapwa pusa niya.  Isa siyang bossing sa tumana ng mundo ng mga empleyado.  

Eto naman c DOG. Nako po, asal aso, UNLI (ang libog)..lahat ng butas inaamoy. Lahat ng poste, papatulan. Lahat ng gulong, didilaan.  Matapang, mabangis, talagang ASKAL na pinoy.  Ang aso naman ay isang empleyado sa tumanang pinaghaharian ng Pusa.

Sa mundong kanilang ginagalawan, natural na sila ay mag-away, mag-debate, mag-talo.  Halos araw-araw na ginawa ng Panginoong Maykapal, nakikita silang mag katunggali.

Ngunit baket ngayon, wala ng bangis ang ASO? Ang PUSA wala na rin singhal sa kanyang mga labi? Di ko mapaliwanag pero ang Pusa, nagustuhan ang Aso?  Nakakatuwa silang tingnan. Opposites really attract, and oh boy, they really attract super-attention.  Hay naku, chalk up 3 points for the cupid-guy, this match is one for the books.  

But not all great romances have a happy ending. It is certainly a blessing if they stay friends. Aaminin ko, na-awa din ako. Bakit???

Ang ASO, may pakakasalang tuta sa abroad.  Ang PUSA may persian cat na naghihintay sa bahay gabi-gabi.  Guys and gals, perfect match, pero not so perfect timing.  Kaya kayo, yngat sa mga ina-away niyo. Baka maging aso’t pusa rin ang kwento nyo sa akin.  Di ako magtataka kung ikaw ang makasalubong ko habang kinakanta ang piyesa ni Barry Manilow…”we had the right love at the wrong time”‘….arf..arf…arf..meow..meow..meow 

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C-5 everyday blues

Son las singko y media….puga na sa trabajo…may mga mag kakaibigan saba-sabay umuuwi.  May serbis sila, ang tawag ay SkoolBus…pag nagkakalokohan..bangbus ang tawag nila.   masaya sa skool bus, may tawanan, sigawan, rebelasyon, awayan, komentaryo, panlalait sa mga kapwa motorista at pedestrians. di lalakad ang skoolbus pag wala ang paboritong istasyon sa radyo…lagi silang nakikinig sa boyz nyt out program..sus ang haharot ng mga DJ sa time-slut na ito..lahat may double-meaning! biyaheng south ang skoolbus galing pasig.. sa kahabaan ng c-5 ang daan.  Kay dami na naming nakita at na experience dito.  may uwi kami na halos .30 minutos lang ay nakalabas na kami sa kahabaan ng kalsada..meyrun din namang maaiinis ka sa gapang na usad.  di mo maintindihan ang nangangasiwa ng c-5.  pag maayos ang kalsada, kelangan bakbakin para kumita. pag walang problema ang mga stoplight, kelangan mag tayo ng fly-over para patayin ang stop light.  ang saya-saya di ba.  Itong mga pahirapang biyahe sa skoolbus sila nag karoon ng kaniya-kaniyang alias.   may apat na regular na pasahero ang skoolbus. kung minsan hanggang pito silang pasahero.  ang tsuper ay si bigote na may tagline na “DAPA’. Bakit dapa? eh kasi tuwing may asungot na kagitgitan sa daan, iyan ang isinisigaw niya sa loob ng bus, hudyat na gusto ng barilin ang mga sanggano sa kalsada.  ang pinaka ate ay si gigi, tagline - GAGI..pina sosyal na o-gag. bukang bibig niya ito pag may a-anga-anga sa kalsada na ibig mag patiwakal…GAGI din ang tawag niya kay bigote pag na iinis na siya sa pambubuska ng una.  ang pinaka-pino ay si choks, tag-line - POKPOK…lahat ng babae na hindi niya kasing sexy ay tinatawag niyang POKPOK…eh kahit na lalaki, POKPOK din ang expresyon niya basta maiinit ang ulo…lakas nito sa tsuper, pag sinabi niyang para, POKPOK, tigil ang skoolbus.  ang huling regular na pasahero ay si bunso - tagline - FAK SYIET….disinueve anos, mahusay ang katawan pero may tamang UNLI..(ang libog)…ang saya nila mag-talo sa skoolbus, kadalasan, sa mga walang ka kwenta-kwentang bagay lang.  pero wag ka, nakakarating naman sila  sa paparoonan ng matiwasay sa huling dalawang taong magkakasama sa C-5 skoolbus

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