warmth in the coldness of life…
I chose these photos of three boys that slumped on the pavement and appeared to be engrossed in their discussion. Karen, the feline, wanted to be IN THE CIRCLE, too. Wondered what they were talking about this time I captured these photos. I can’t remember anymore. 🙂
I will check on what the others have for this week’s theme here.
I give this story the title: Take Pity on Yourself
These days I had been hearing about how relationships go with the younger generation, or how odd they seem to be. I am sure that these things are not new and people in my generation will probably utter, “Not new,” or “Heard of it before,”. or even “Been there, done that.” Complicated love situations is not exclusive to this younger generations. Thing is, these experiences seem to come earlier these days when children are children those days and children act like adults sooner than parents or guardians expect these days. 😦
The couple in this story were very still very young when they started to have a relationship. Well, from my point of view it would seem that way, and probably some others in my generation would disagree that they were still very young when they had this relationship. To continue the story, the boy and the girl became ‘sweethearts’ for more than half a decade so it would seem that the relationship was getting stronger.
One day, the young man decided to call it quits because of the many reasons he had. The young woman who was very much in love still would not allow it to happen. In fear of depression on the part of the girl and of pity, the young man agreed that they should probably give the relationship a chance to heal and recover. However, for the many attempts, the relationship did not prosper as the young man perceived it to be. He again attempted to end the relationship to which, as expected, the young woman did not agree. She begged and begged and in fear and in pity, the young man persuaded to agree with what the young woman wants – to give it a chance again and again. As the days went on, this became a repetition, a lonely cycle for both of them.
My thoughts:
I could not imagine myself begging when the other party rejects me or dumps me. I know some people will tell me that it is easier said than done, that people in love would do the extreme. I could agree with that but not to the point of demeaning my self-worth. No man, or woman, could harm me deliberately or unintentionally by making me beg. It is not the end of the world when your partner or boyfriend or girlfriend falls out of love for you. It could be worst to insist on the relationship to go on when it is not working anymore for both of you. Love is a mutual thing and if the other party cannot afford to give it freely anymore, why go on? Life does not end when this sh*tty things happen.
The young of today, as I observed, are so obsessed when they get into a relationship. It happens mostly with the girls or with the young women, who involve themselves so much in a relationship, probably because they are prone to be affected by emotions. What I have realized in life when it comes to relationships is the truth in what someone said that a young man or woman must first make themselves whole before getting in, and not fill up themselves with the illusion that they are whole because of their partner or loved one. It is such a pitiful thing to be living only because of the existence of the other. There must be reservations for one’s self always. There has to be a larger portion left for the self when break-ups happen to be able to rise up from the situation.
I understand that it is not easy to get over but I believe that anybody can get over a failed relationship. It has to start from the will to move on.
This is a photo of Baldo when he was little sleeping in my hands. I always wonder why they allow you more to hold and caress them when they were little. Baldo is not as affectionate as before. 🙂
This is my take for this week’s project. Find what the others are up to here.
Taken in 2008. This is a contribution for this Saturday’s Photohunt.
We went to visit Papa’s grave on November 1 of 2008 then proceeded to Riverbanks. How time flies.
I was contemplating on the recent corruption cases in the country this moment. It crossed my mind what if each marcher in the rallies against the pork barrel scam will bring a pair of Wuhan China Cymbal 20 Inch and make noise with it. That would be perfect to cry for the abolition of the PDAF.
Cymbals are percussion instruments that can be used by marching groups as they create indefinite pitches. Larger cymbals are known to produce louder sounds.
So let’s make some noise with cymbals! Deafen the deaf!
One of our favorite restaurants is Banapple. It is not only the big servings but the tasty food, cakes and beverages. The place is actually a cafe restaurant but they also serve food for lunch and dinner. The restaurant’s layout gives you that comfortable feeling. Their service crews are very courteous, too.
Last Saturday night, we had our dinner at Banapple along Katipunan Avenue. The super Caesar salad is a must-try.
Will you ever consider wearing a wig, especially with types like these revlon wigs that really look natural or real hair?
I might wear a wig someday. Who knows? Just the other day son and I were talking about receding hair lines. He was wondering if he’s going to have a receding hair line someday. I told him he will never know even if today he has thick hair. Wearing a wig will not be an option, of course for him, or let a crater be seen on top of his head. He emphatically said he will sport a bald look instead before parading with a ‘monk’s hair’ or a ‘shaggy’. 😀
In a party last year, I tried on a long wig and it really didn’t feel nice even if the wig looked natural. It also felt uncomfortable perhaps because I haven’t experienced wearing one. Perhaps the human hair wig will make a difference as they were said to be more natural looking.
Recently the proliferation of sex scandals is rampant. I am amused that it has become word of mouth that they were generated because their PCs were sent to shops to be repaired and someone must have gotten hand on the file. They probably need a program to erase hard drive before sending them to these PC doctors. Just to be sure, you know, so that the files will not be stolen and let others feast on it (especially that of a sex video file).
Drive scrubbers are advertised as programs that can permanently erase files, pictures, passwords and more. While in the news a computer expert was heard saying there will always be a way and it is not true that these data will be permanently wiped and the hard drive will be restored to its near-new condition, PC owners must be very discreet when it comes to personal files such as sex videos. These files will require utmost precaution not to let others have them, unless the purpose is really not to keep them out of others’ sight.
Borrowed this photo from my previous post A Day in the Life: Typical Work Day for Me. I consider each day ends when I go home from work where I am greeted with hot and delicious evening meals prepared by hubby who I call Papsie.
The viand includes fried bangus (milkfish) and sauteed egg with onions and tomatoes. Vinegar dip is ready, too, and papaya as dessert. Who would not be excited going home?
Instead of a big party, we chose to celebrate Daryl’s 21st birthday, an age which is like debut for young men, simply. There was an advance celebration last Sunday with the family – a barbecue party. Daryl missed this kind of gathering with the family a lot so we prepared barbecued liempo, grilled hotdog (for the kids), shabu-shabu, Thai pomelo salad, halabos na hipon, and banana con yelo con ice cream.
It’s Daryl’s character to celebrate simply with friends and family. He’s a young man who goes for simplicity always. He would not be into grand celebrations probably because one gets to enjoy the event more than celebrating it with people he is not close to or friends with.
Anyway, the barbecue party was a success, methinks.
Dogdog showed off after the sumptuous lunch seeming to know that there is reason to do so.
On Wednesday night, it was Papsie’s treat to let us have dinner at Yabu House. It was a very nice experience. We all agreed that the news about the food outlet was an over-hype but we enjoyed it just the same.
Warmstone 