Aking Sinta

Sorry, the program that I was doing was not yet finished and my desk was full of papers and the phone has been ringing and ringing for its 256th time and to be honest I was utterly confused on what to do next. Or what I have been doing before. In fact, I was perfectly clueless on what the heck was I currently doing. I restlessly stood, and hopelessly sat. I shuffled the printed source codes carelessly scattered all over my work area and a wonderfully fantastic idea seemed to hit me just to leave me as fast as it came. My mind was restlessly binging and boinging from one thing to another and another and another, going too fast without really picking up anything at all. I have to resign to the fact that I couldn’t do anything productive at this state.

5:15PM. At last, the chime went. My heart drummed like crazy.

I have to smile. Thank heavens the day was over.

I will get to see her again.

            ako                   ay
        tinanong               maminsan;
       tunay nga ba          ang  nasambit?
      Na kita'y ibig,       ngiti mo'y ligaya?
    Ya'y di ko sasagutin;   Malulunod lang ang
  aking tinig sa ingay ng busina ng bus, sa lakas
 ng ugong ng radyo, nakakarinding tunog ng syudad.
  Bagkos, sinta, alalahanin ang mga halakhakan sa
     tuwinang magkasama at ang marahang pagdampi
        ng aking labi sa iyong mala-anghel na
          mukha. Ipikit ang iyong mga mata't
            sa dibdib ko  ang iyong kamay;
               Damhin ang bawat pintig
                 at sabihin sa akin
                   kung ano ang
                     nakikita
                        mo?

I would never forget our most memorable fine dining experience. It was at McDonalds Mindanao Avenue.

Disagree with me wholeheartedly, I don’t care. Say all you want. Yes, it was a McDo. An ordinary humble McDo to you I guess, the same McDonalds you see near the corner of your subdivision; the same giant “M” logo that produces that sickeningly consistent burger McDo taste; that same clown mascot grinning suspiciously at you as you enter their premises.

But it was OUR McDo. Hers and mine, ours. You’ll probably never get it, but it was ours nevertheless.

It was an hour and a half past midnight. The skies were pouring angrily at all of the poor earthbound creations, including the two of us mere mortals. We needed a place generous enough to let the dangers (and the incredible wetness) of the night to pass. They opened their doors to let us in.

The coziness and dryness inside was certainly welcome. We took a nice place around the corner, and chatted. And laughed. And fooled around. And laughed some more, with all our hearts. We talked about everything and nothing, about all and none, about cabbages and kings. About how much I love her, and how she does the same.

I love it when she set her wonderful, expressive eyes on me; she has her way of telling me she cares without uttering a single word. I know, I felt it deeply. Her lovely smile, a smile so magical I keep warning her to stop using at me lest I go into an unexpected trance, warmed the air so much that I never felt the harsh weather outside. And her arms wrapped around me assured me that she won’t let go, and this wouldn’t be the last dinner we’ll ever have.

It’s funny how I started with a single cup of coffee, and ended up falling in love with her. Again. And again.

The night and the rain passed without ever being noticed. The soft rays of sunlight that touched our intertwined hands signaled the end of our 6-hour dinner.

No place, nothing, could be as wonderful as Our McDo. Embracing your loved one on a chilly, rainy night, stroking her lovely hair as she tells her soul to you – find me a dinner that is finer than that.

Di man lang pumasok sa isip kong darating ka sa buhay ko.

Ang puso ko’y naghihilom, takot at makailangulit nang nasugat at nadurog. Ikaw, naghahanap ng kasagutan. Tayo’y walang malay na pinagtagpo ng tadhana. Walang nag-akalang may tulay sa pagitan ng mga mundo natin.

Mala-pelikula ang lahat. Isang pagkakataon, sa basbas ng Kapalaran, pana ni Kupidong may kuryente ay sumipat. Sa puso nating dalawa.

Ako ngayon ang iyong Mahal, at ikaw, ang aking Sinta. Maligaya ako’t tayo’y nagkatagpo. Sana’y hindi ito isang panaginip; huwag kang maglalaho sa aking paggising. At sana ikaw ay laging nandito. Dito lang. Sa tabi ko.

(100 words)

Many poems will grace this page; not a few prose would be borne in this exact place. Soon, your very own eyes will bear witness to works written lovingly and passionately. Tomorrow, this very post will soon be gone to give way to the first of the 50 poems and prose, wholeheartedly and painstakingly born out of the writer’s mind and soul.

But nothing would matter, I tell you. Nothing would matter without you.

I dedicate this to you, sinta. This I do for you.