To the Marcoses - sans debate and deliberation, just bury your father and be done with it!

Kudos to the Marcos heirs for knowing how to play the game!

Imagine - to assure their relevance on anything current, they refuse to give their father his rightful peace and quiet by burying him after all these years! The late tyrant is now relegated to being a pawn, a wager if you must, by his own brood who can't seem to just end the discussion of where he is to be laid to rest, and start a new chapter on their lives - a chapter which may and could negate the late strongman's infamy.

But you see, they would not dare do it - as they need to stay relevant, for it is after all their nature. To bury their father is to bury the past, and to bury the past could well mean their political demise ( the political arena to which they want to play is on a much higher level - the local arena just would not fit! ). So in the final analysis, it is not about where to bury their father, or how to bury their father - it is about when they should bury their father, or worse yet, it is as to why they should bury their father!

The Marcos brood just do not get it - they still suffer from having this sense of entitlement! If there is one word that could best describe them, it is most definitely arrogance. For if we are to check, the antonym of arrogance is humility - a trait that none of the Marcos brood seem to possess! They do not have the humility to just let go and move on, and spare the country and its people from the ruckus and further divisiveness, caused by their whims. They could not just quietly go on with their lives, and honor their father and his name by giving that which is due him for the longest time - his final resting place, sans debate and deliberation.

But as I said earlier, kudos to them three! For they know how to play the game indeed! They need to stay relevant - nay! they want to stay relevant, as they can not afford not to be on the limelight! And like brats prancing around, they want others to play their games! They could not care less if the country goes divided even more, and in doing so, throws around the burden of where to bury their father on the shoulders of those who are not related to them! I guess that is how they want to honor their father!

I am wondering endlessly - how many more Father's Day would there be before Marcos is laid to rest? I pray that his children come to his rescue. Their humility can finally put this issue on its final peaceful rest.

OH BY THE WAY ...

Surprises are good if they are meant to amuse and entertain. But to be surprised to realize that things are not exactly how they seem to be - or how they were painstakingly laid out for you to understand - now that sucks. They are like fine prints on several ambiguous contracts - they are but not amusingly just there!

Information is power, so they say - so beware when they come not in full but in bits and pieces. For you might just wake up one morning, only to realize ( or not be able to sleep, after the truth has struck you) that the picture that was painted in your head does not even come close to what is actually real.

There are certain things in life that come which you might find so hard to welcome, but they are there just the same for you to embrace. Because in life's bitter reality, there are just some things that you do not have control over. But then again, it makes a hell lot of a difference if you come face to face with them - prepared, hopeful and expectant. You get to choose how to fight the battle, in order to win the war. But to go to battle with an eye patch ... now that sucks real bad!

But hey! Who are we to complain? For in the hierarchy of things, there is just not enough consideration in the world! Otherwise, life would be so boring.

Oh by the way - I am not amused! Surprised? Really now!!!

three six five ... ONE YEAR!

Time flies really fast!

It was 2010 when all of us from Batch '86 were all eager to celebrate our alma mater's 46th year, with our batch as the Homecoming host. After the very successful Grand Homecoming of 2010, we were all excited to see each other yet again, and again, and again - hence the several pocket reunions that we had. Boy were they all a blast! One after the other, we can not seem to get enough! That's what 24 long years can do to people who were quite intact before parting ways. Slowly but surely, new faces emerged, until most from the batch have been found. And the funny thing was - we seemed not to run out with old memories to share from way back when! And even if we've heard about them already from the previous reunions, it never mattered! They still evoked the same intense laughter, they still could pinch the heart with much nostalgia, and they still brought delight and awe to one and all! In hind sight, I guess courtesy and politeness come with age.

One year of celebration could not make up for the very long years that we were apart. Those long years came and went so fast, and were really not consciously counted as they came. One year of recapturing our youth, camaraderie and brotherhood was not enough to fill the void which somehow was there immediately after we first saw each other last April of 2010. How could we have allowed it to happen - to let years and years of sudden oblivion creep into the creases of our so called well founded bondage? "Had it been 24 years" we asked ourselves, and somehow felt some guilt for letting the richness of youth pass without sharing the experiences gained along the way with our so called good and better friends - friends that we had most of our young lives.

Yes, one year of celebration is not enough, even if we cap it with one hell of a Grand Alumni Homecoming - which we did quite obviously last April 2011. And to see them pocket reunions coming quite the same way that they did last year is wishful thinking, for we are compelled unknowingly to continue living our lives the way it had always been laid out these past years - separately. So expect the gladness that was felt last year to come fleeting from now on, until the time is ripe yet again for another round of sharing of old memories - reminiscing the times we together had so dearly.

Time flies really fast! And that is good - for I am looking forward to yet another milestone for our batch to celebrate, hopefully for yet another one whole year!

Kudos Batch '86 for the best 365!

Now it starts...

Whew! After my very first attempt to blog just hours ago,  now am up so early, after only two hours of sleep, to continue with this quest. I know I still have a lot to learn on how to make this page more enticing, even before I start posting - or as they say, BLOGGING. But it is getting to be exciting! As I know that after this initial stage, I have all the time in the world to share whatever it is that goes well within my thick head. I love to write, and love it even more when people get to read them and actually appreciate them. There is much awesomeness to it! It's like giving back to the world.

Yeah that's it! This is all about giving!!! So just give me some time, and then we proceed.

Stay tuned...