Welcoming the Next 365 Days

"Lovelife?" Then a long pause. "Give me a break!" That would definitely be the least I would ask for this New Year 2010, the last thing my mouth would utter, or perhaps, one that would never come out from it – eternally never.

Anyways, could it be a bad sign if your explosives don’t burn and explode as they are supposed to be when the clock strikes 12 o’clock at the tail of December – as in New Year?

I did not give the chagrin much of a thought. Instead, I just busied myself with the pleasure of devouring the Double Dutch flavored ice cream which my mother bought for our media noche. And there’s a chocolate cake too, tapioca , and uh, I can’t really recall them all. The ice cream just had a soothing effect for me over the stress of knowing that I still have my term paper to be done and a lot of Math activities to be dealt with.

It’s New Year afterall – why in the world would I burden my mind with so much thoughts? At that very moment, I care least with everything and all, except for the fresh arrival of 2010 at the doorsteps of our house – and of course, the delicious ice cream in my grip.

I became oblivious again with the time. Before I knew it...

"10... 9... 8... 7... 6..."

Here it goes! The usual synchronized countdown of the multitude during this time of the year now reverberates with euphoria in the air – to welcome the New Year! And then...

"5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Happy New Year!"

I couldn’t imagine that within just a fraction of a second, we’ve finally taken the leap from 2009 to the fresher 2010. Just a fraction of a second.Whew!

With the uncooperativeness of the explosives we bought, I just solemnly watched the fireworks in the plaza which could still be visible from our place even if it was too distant from where the fireworks are actually being lit. I just watched from a distance – with peculiar sadness yet with joy, with fear yet with excitement and hope.

That’s all I need to feel now. Hope and love. Knowing that everything would be okay... with my cherished friends and family... and with God and my faith in Him along every undertaking... I am so much at ease now.

What if the 12 kinds of round fruits in the table don’t come in complete attendance? What’s the matter if the explosives don’t burn and glow? I deliberately don’t care now, as long as I am happy with the people I love as I witness 2010’s arrival – that would suffice.

And now a faint curve of smile paved its way on my face, then I murmured: "Maybe that’s why I don’t need ‘ love life’ then..."

I can still gladly embrace 2010, and welcome the next 365 days, with or without this intriguing LOVE LIFE. =)

(waLang magawa!!)

Meeting New Life With The 'Old' You

The contrails left by the afternoon jet in the bronze blanket of the atmosphere just above where I stood are now starting to fade and dispel along with the temporary farewell of the sun, as it is now ready to embrace the bleakness of the night.

I stood there, motionless, as I marvel at the few glitters suspended in the dimming sky, simultaneously beginning to twinkle before my eyes.

Few hours from this exquisitely beautiful dusk, I will have to bid goodbye to year 2009 – for a new year will freshly blossom, exuding the scents of everything it would bring in, and leaving behind all the trails of memories engraved during the entire sojourn of 2009.

Few moments from now, my life – and all our lives- will have to embark into another chapter of time and history – the arrival of year 2010.

Yes. New Year, new chapter – another journey to conquer, more challenges waiting to be won, and a fresh new life to be lived. New life, huh? I momentarily took a pause just for the sake of nothing else but to think and contemplate. Is it necessary to have a life anew in the onset of a new year? Like that of a cold-blooded snake shedding its skin in some particular points of its existence? I’m certainly uncertain about this thought.

Time unfolds as time itself passes, but the lives we used to have will always be the same lives we will be navigating in the future, despite the shifting of the seasons , the changes of time – of years, months, weeks, so on and so forth. It then reflects that despite these changes surrounding our consciousness, new life isn’t what it takes to be worthy of embracing the new year. Perhaps, it would be better to greet 2010 with your old self – your old ‘you’, which has endured the capricious waves of life’s vindictive, yet inspiring trials and experiences. It would be no less than the original and old ‘you’ who should gratefully welcome 2010 with the confidence and contentment that alas, year 2009 has just been conquered – mission accomplished! – and also with the fighting spirit and eagerness to do exactly the same with the new year 2010, to win over it!

Changes come and go. Our egos shift; our moods alter from time to time; our looks renew; hair grows and lengthens but then cut it whenever we feel like it. Just like a new leaf sprouting at the tip of a twig held by the strong branches of a mighty tree – very soon, that leaf will lose its color and vigor and will eventually wilt. Nevertheless, just directly where it dies off, a new leaf will once again bud and replace the dry, dead one. A cycle of changes.

Changes, then, are changing. They are transient because that’s they are supposed to be. And they surround us. But ourselves will always be ourselves no matter how we believe we might have changed. In this New Year, what we need to do is to remain as strong and as determined as we were before – because 2010 will just be strolling around for a while, we’ll never know how short it could be and how short it would be toying around and how playful it might turn out to. However, if we will just hold on to the faith and strength which propelled us to emerge as victors over the previous years, we will surely overcome the entire extent of unexpected things that 2010 has in store for us.

And before we know it, 2010 will just be another pretty fragment of memory buried deep within us... a jewel in the chest of treasured moments... a strip of jubilant period in the tapestry of this perplexing life – of course, with that peculiar joy and satisfaction for having just won over it, for having just won over another battle!

(dRama mOde... as alwayS! heheheh)