Monday, February 11, 2008

HaPpy tRiP !

I remember one pastor compared “choosing our mate” in “riding public buses”. Hmmm… at first I find it weird and peculiar to associate two completely different activities, but as I continue to listen, it makes more sense to me.

In our country, most of us have tried riding public buses or jeepneys going to work or whatever destination it may be. For those who haven’t tried one, here are some of my personal tips in making your first trip valuable:

First we need to choose a bus that leads to our destination. No matter how nice and how cool one bus is it won’t matter to us unless it would take us to our goal. Waiting for the right bus is cheaper than riding the first bus we see that would take us to a different place. This is also the basic prerequisite in choosing your mate, know your purpose first and make sure that the person you’ll settle with has the same purpose. As one author quoted, love is not just looking in the eyes face to face, it’s more of holding hands side by side and looking in the same direction. I cannot imagine couple going different direction in their married life.

Then we could consider buses that have exceptional reputation in service to their passengers – may it be in the quality of the bus itself or in the service of the bus employees. I think you’ll agree with me if I say choose a companion with noble character and good reputation.

Lastly, we can now take into account the look and feel of the bus we will be riding. Is it pleasing to ride? Will you be comfortable in it? Will it take you faster to your destination? Likewise with our partners, physical attraction also counts. It’s always better to walk down the aisle with a fine-looking young man waiting for us. But remember friends, this would only be true if the first two requirements were already satisfied.
It may require us some patience and waiting for the right person to come into our life but believe me it’s gonna be worth the wait.

Happy trip!

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Fly Light ...

I remember creating this simple poem while riding in the MRT, sometime August, 2006. Just reminded by it today. As usual its one of the most appalling morning that I experienced in MRT – crowd control, endless pile of people heading towards the entrance, tough push from other passengers as if it’s the last train to ride, a step on your foot by the person beside you, grudges by some pesky passengers, jam-packed commuters inside the train all struggling for some space and air to breathe.

What a dreadful day to start the week, not to mention the bunch of work waiting for you in the office.
With all these cynical-MRT things happening around me… thank God I was able to find my own little space near the window of the next train heading south. And outside the window I saw the different facet of MRT …

Just beneath the clear, blue sky
I can see the clouds fly up high
I can’t help but wonder and be amazed
Of this great creation which now I gazed.

This fluffy, cottony and soft-like thing
Reminds me to stop
And appreciate what this day may bring
Its bright and luminous color
Is impossible to ignore
Brought peace and tranquility to my weary soul.

Gracefully as it vanished above
I remove all the burdens, I kept and had
So in my journey I can travel light
And fly like the clouds, near to my God

--Author: Girlie Mangalo

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Ironically Funny...

Just listing some of my observations I find strange and funny:

  1. Why do you call it rush hour, when people are inside PUVs havin' nothing to do but to wait dreadfully inside these vehicles that are hardly moving and are all piled up in the streets?
  2. In MRT especially during peak hours, and the train was kinda empty, people rushed and pushed each other carelessly knowing there’s enough space for everyone?
  3. In MRT people prefer to stay near the sliding doors, though center aisle are vacant and knowing it would cause them more trouble and stress staying there?
  4. Why do men drink excessively as if there’s no tomorrow just to blow it out?
  5. Some part of this item can be best said in Tagalog: Before, parents would ask, “Bakit di pa kayo magpakasal para magkaanak na kayo?” Today, parents would ask, “Bakit kayo magpapakasal? Buntis ka na ba?”
More to come…