the hunger artist connection

alam niyo ba ang kwento ng hunger artist? kung hindi pa, makinig ka. at kung alamo mo naman... kunwari na lang hindi mo pa alam... pramis! mas magaling ako magkwento. hehe.

may isang artist ang naging pamoso dahil sa kakaibang atake nito sa larangan ng sining. isa siya sa pinaka-sikat na alagad ng arts at bawat obra niya ay talagang ikinaka-mangha ng bawat mapa-titig dito. minsan, naisip niya ang isang bagay na hindi lamang ikinamangha ng tao kundi talaga namang pinag-usapan ng buong madla. ng dahil sa kaartehan ng artist, sinabi nitong hindi siya kakain hanggang hindi ihain sa kanya ang pinaka masarap na pagkain sa mundo. at dahil nga siya ay isang artist, pinaki-usapan niya ang isang namamahala sa isang circus upang ilagay siya sa isang kulungan upang mapanuod ng mga tao ang kanyang art(ito marahil ang tinatawag nilang performance art.. although performance is a bit of a stretch kasi wala naman siyang ibang ginawa sa kulungan kundi ang maghintay.) siyempre, na-curius ang mga tao at pinilahan ang nasabing art. bawat araw ay naghain ang mga tao ng iba't-ibang putahe ngunit ni tikim ay hindi ginawa ng artist... lumipas ang mga araw at unti-unting napagod ang mga tao at tuluyan ng nakalimutan ang artist. matapos ang isang buwan... habang pinapasok ang isang bagong hayop sa kulungan upang maging bagong kagigiliwan ng mga tao, natagpuan ang artist... patay sa gutom at limot ng madla.

bakit nga ba ako nag-aksaya ng oras para-ibahagi sa iyo ang kuwentong ito? siguro dahil sa tingin ko ay katulad ako ng hunger artist. masiyadong bilib sa sarili, na pwedeng paghintayin ang mundo basta't sabihin ko lang. sa mga naka-lipas na panahon, naghintay lang ako para sa pinaka-masarap na putahe ngunit ako'y nabigo. then i realized what i was doing wrong... i never took a bite. bakit ba hindi nahanap ng artist ang pinaka-masarap na putahe sa mundo? dahil hindi niya tinikman ang mga nakahaing putahe. how will someone know the taste of the most delicious food when he have not tasted the worst? well, since then, i have had my fair share of disgustingly unedible foods and yesterday... i just had my bite of the best.

moral of the story... don't be afraid to bite. ikaw? kailan ka huling tumikim?(lahat ng berde ang isip ngumiti! hahaha)

tulang kay pait

kumusta mga parekoy? inyo sanang pagpasensyahan ang ilang araw kong pagkawala sa mundo ng pagbablog. naging busy kasi ang inyong lingkod sa mga sumusunod na mga bagay:
1. pagsasa-ayos ng mga bagay sa bahay(epekto ni pepeng)
2. paggawa ng assignment(late rin lang naman ang bagsak. haay)
3. pagbabasa na mga libro: for one more day ni mitch albom. ang paboritong libro ni hudas at alamat ng gubat ni bob ong. maynila sa kuko ng liwanag(not suitable for kids po ito mga ineng) ni lualhati bautista
4. pagrereflek sa gusto kong mangyari sa aking buhay(ka-dramahan ko lang po ito sa buhay)

at dahil mejo natuhan na ako sa aking pagmumuni-muni at dilat nanaman ang mga matang dapat ay pikit na, gusto kong bumawi sa inyo. meron akong gustong ibahagi sa inyong isang tula na aking isinulat ilang taon na ang nakakaraan. kung hindi ako nagkakamali, sa isang klase ko ito sinulat habang naglelektyur ang propesor namin noon. ugali ko na kasi noon pa man na isulat ang aking mga saluobin upang pagtawanan pagkalipas na panahon. ngunit iba ito. simula ng muli ko itong masilayan noong isang linggo, muling nagbalik ang isang bangungot na ayoko na ulit mangyari sa akin... natuto na ako. ayoko na. ito po ang aking tulang pinamagatang...

"In and Out"

gustuhin ko man ay hindi ko magawa
hanggang saan ba ako tatakbo?
hanggang kailan magtitiis?
upang sa isipa'y tuluyang maalis

ayaw ko na, pagod na ako
sawa na ako sa iyong bangungot
kailan ba matatapos ang pagpapahirap mo?
hindi mo ba ramdam ang aking takot?

malapit na, hindi ko na kaya
panalo ka na, heto na ako
dahan-dahang kakatok, isa, dalawa, tatlo
ngunit sa aking pag-pasok, ika'y biglang naglaho

hindi kita maintindihan!
iniwan ko ang lahat para sa'yo
sa susunod, hindi na ako palilinlang sa'yo!
ang hirap kaya maghanap ng banyo!

*kaya ngayon... di ako umaalis ng bahay na hindi nakikipag-meeting kay doro. mahirap na ang magka-ruon ng emergency call. nyahaha.

laughter and music

tawa tayo. isa pa... sige pa... last na... o, tama na! OA na eh.
hindi ba masayang tumawa? samahan mo pa ng musika, kumpleto rekado na.
kaya para sa linggong ito, bibigyan ko kayo ng masarap na putahe.
sana'y mabusog ko kayo sa tawa at sa musika.

musikero sundays is proud to present the music of MAYONNAISE(pa'no nangyari yon?)
*paalala, mas nakakatawa ito pag alam niyo ang mga music videos na ini-ispoof nila kaya wag na violent reaction, ok? tawa na lang ulit! mwahaha.



ps. the kitchie nadal spoof in the end is priceless :P

pepeng experience

there will always be that one occurrence that will forever change one's perspective in life. i should know... i just had mine last week. the pepeng experience(i would have called it by another name so you would have to blame it on PAG-ASA)

i have always hated typhoons. i hate it when it rains so hard that it makes me remember my tears will never fill a river. i hate it when the wind gets extra strong that it makes me forget that we live in a home with concrete walls. i hate it when it gets so chilly that it reminds me of the fact that the right side of my bed is vacant. and i hate it most especially when the electricity suddenly goes out when all i want to do is blog, catch my favorite show on tv, and make some hot choco(fine, this i can do even without electricity). yup... i am a city boy and i can be that shallow.

friday. strong winds and heavy rains have finally taken its toll. for the first time in our more than fourteen years of residence in our subdivision, flood reached our home.we were quick to move as we have heard of frightening stories about flood rising in a blink of an eye(i could be exaggerating. but still, at a fast rate). by noon, first floor was flooded, electricity was gone and we were stuck upstairs with minimum food and the rest of our drinking water. it was horrible. i was restless. there was nothing to do. i started reading but then night came so that was a bust. it's official, pepeng s*cks!

saturday. it was more frustrating for me that day 'cause it was my birthday. yup, you guessed it. no fancy dinner, no expensive gifts, no big time blowout. instead, we shared noodles and packed some clothes to give to those who have suffered much more than we have. we are doing something noble and yet all i can think of was how unfair it is for me to see my family getting all busy to prepare for other people when they don't even have a second to give me a quick peck on the cheek and... hey, don't give me that look. i'm all up for charity but it's my birthday. i'm allowed to be a little unreasonable right?

sunday. i've reached my tipping point. all clothes were packed, all books have been read, all food have been eaten, i can't go out and my phone's out of order. i'm miserable. and i smell... not the kind of smell that we call "man stink" that we use to disgust our sisters with, but the kind that would send off even the smelliest dog. i was going nuts so i decided i to stay in bed... trying to avoid doing nasty things(*wink*) and i tried to sleep off all of my frustrations. then i woke up. surprise, surprise!

monday. i woke up with a smile on my face. i can't believe that the sight of light from that energy-saving lightbulb could give me so much joy. i got up and did the first thing i thought of, i took a dump. a big massive dump. finally, i got my life back. all is fair again. i switched the tv on, only to be surprised with how "fair" lost its meaning.

fair would have been people having enough food to eat while waiting to be rescued. fair would have been having enough boats to save more people and reduce casualties. fair would have been having more people concerned for the victims than their political gains. fair would have been... then i realized, that's just it. it's always "would have been," it was never "is." i feel like fair never even existed and i have never felt so useless and dumb.

i thought of my pepeng experience and i realized i was looking at it the wrong way. i frowned at the fact that my phone was dead when i should be thankful of the personal talks i had with my family. i was sad that i wasn't able to watch my shows when i should be happy that i finally finished reading my books. i was ungreatful of those noodles for my birthday when i should be glad i had something to eat with my family. i was pissed with my temporarily disturbed life when i should celebrate the fact that i am alive. now i've realized, positive things are seen by people who seek to see the good even in the bad.

i don't want to expound on my new found out-look in life because i don't want to be one of those people who i used to hate. i don't want to turn into one of those know-it-all authors who writes self-help books. i'm not oprah! got to stop this now before i turn into dr. phil. thank God electricity's back!

hindi na ako virgin

that's right! you heard me. di na ako virgin!
i just had my very first... DOWNLOAD!(green kasi ng utak eh) haha
ngayon lang ako natutong mag-download ng video, pathetic huh?
anyway, for my debut download, here's one of my favorite songs
covered by a youtube sensation.

ladies and gentlemen, musikero sundays proudly presents:
The man who can't be moved by airto