A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A COW IN THE YEAR OF THE OX
When they are not busy putting melamine in milk or lead in children’s toys or thinking of other ways to harm the humanity through their products, some Chinese people dabble in zodiac. And according to them, this year, 2009, is the Year of The Ox. If you are an ox (people born in the year 1913, 1925, 1937, 1949, 1961, 1973, 1985 and 1997), this is your year. And if you are a believer in these things, consider yourself lucky this year. Go ahead, take risks, be bold and adventurous. Do things that you don’t normally do, like bungee jumping without a rope or crossing EDSA in a blindfold.
I really am not a believer in chinese zodiac or horoscope or the likes. I don’t read my horoscope. I don't understand why lots of people go gaga over it. Think about it, if this year is lucky for all the things ox, then why is this cow (a close relative of the oxen) having the worst day of her life.
I really am not a believer in chinese zodiac or horoscope or the likes. I don’t read my horoscope. I don't understand why lots of people go gaga over it. Think about it, if this year is lucky for all the things ox, then why is this cow (a close relative of the oxen) having the worst day of her life.
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Ngayon lang ako nakabisita sa blog mo dahil kung saan -saan ako napasuot lately (salamat na lang at hindi sa bakod na kinasuotan nitong baka. He-he.
Funny, indeed, that despite the fact that I don't believe in fortunr-telling, I find the ZODIAC SIGNS almost accurate. Not accurate in terms of one fortune based on his Zodiac sign. Rather, I find a person's personality quite bang on the way they are described in terms of likes and dislikes, moods, and what-not.
In fact, I make the zodiac signs one way of building my characters when I create a character dossier. It's quite interesting to build your dialogs and character nuances by using the zodiac signs of the characters.
Also, even if I don't believe in Hula, once upon a time in the 70s, a man from Ilocos named BROTHER JOHN, was having coffee at the Manila Hotel, next to my table. Suddenly, he got up and asked me if he could join my table. I let him and and without saying a word, Bro John started doodling. There were words and drawings. He used several napkins to write and draw.
The first one I saw were several letter Js. Curious, I asked him what it meant. He said. This person is very important to you. Search me, I said, and went on to the next item. He drew 4 hearts. I asked him what they were for. He said that I go to a building with 4 hearts. I didn't say anything, but that was bang on. The PR office I was working for that time was on the second floor of the Philippine Heart Center building on East Avenue. Then he wrote a lot of capital Cs. He told me that it is written in my lifetime that I will leave the Philippines and will go to a country that starts with a C. I told him he was wrong because I was leaving for U (United States of America). He insisted that I will settle in C. Okay. Whjat can I say. Then what was really daring was when he started drawing a building. He said that this is the house where I will live in C. O, laban ka diyan? Tapos, sabi pa, magtatrabaho daw uli ako sa Advertising sa C.
Katuwaan lang, I asked him: ano'ng edad ako mamamatay?
Hindi siya nakasagot. It took him a lot of hesitation before he asked me: "talaga bang gusto mong malaman?" "Sure."
78 years old.
Aray. Gusto ko pa naman sanang 100 at least. 78 is too young.
Anyway, he also wrote a lot of things about my past and I was truly astounded to the accuracies of the details. I collected all the napkins and took it with me. That was the first and the last I met the guy.
Years later, I still look at them at see what sort of predictions became true. The house was described accurately, the Js (the most important person to me) is of course me. My name starts with J. And he was right, of course, because once I went vacationing in Canada, I fell in-love with the place and eventually moved here.
Who knows, maybe he was very good at guessing, but frankly, it rather made me think twice whether fortune telling is true or not.
I hope hindi ako nakipag-usap sa isang multo. Hindi ko pala nabanggit sa iyo na ako'y sawimpalad na nagkaroon ng "gift" at nakaririnig, nakakikita ng mga hindi na dapat pang namamalagi dito sa daigdig. Mula pa sa pagkabata ay nasa akin na ito, at hindi na talaga humihiwalay sa akin.
Multo, ito ang sigurado akong totoo. Mahirap ipaliwanang sa mga taong hindi pa nakakaita nito, pero, sa sandaling makakita ka nito, hindi puwedeng hindi ka maniwala. Paano'y nariyan sila sa harapan mo, TRANSLUCENT. Parang ordinaryong buhay na tao, kaya lang, nakalutang (dahil laging hindi mo makita ang paa na nakatuntong sa lupa o sa sahig)at hindi talaga solid dahil may mga gap sa appearance, and the best way to describe them is: they are translucent. Alam kong proportionately, nasa sahig ang paa nila, pero dahil hindi mo makita, para silang nakalutang.
BTW, nakakita ka na ba ng multo? :)
Gaya sa horoscope, 'di rin ako masyadong bilib sa mga manghuhula. Although may mga tao siguro na may kakayahan talagang humula, ang problema lang, sobrang kakaunti lang siguro ang mga ito. Ang mga nagkalat ay 'yong mga peke na pawang educated guess lang naman ang inilalahad sa publiko.
Nakakita na ba 'ko ng multo?
Hindi ako naniniwala sa multo. Pero may naging experience ako more than two years ago na parang gustong bumali sa paniniwala ko.
Nagising ako isang gabi noon, I saw my mom(who just recently passed away at that time) seated on a chair facing me inside my room. She was staring at me, medyo somber 'yong hitsura niya. Nawala siya ng bumabangon ako sa kama, kakausapin ko sana.
When I grabbed my watch, alas-tres pasado na ng umaga. Hindi na uli ako nakatulog. I guess it wasn't always easy to sleep after seeing a ghost. I was so sure at that moment that my mom appeared to me.
When I told my siblings about it, lahat, nag-insist na panaginip lang 'yon. We were all shattered by our mom's death, natural lang daw na mapanaginipan namin siya.
Somebody told me na baka raw ominous 'yong incident na 'yon, that my mom was probably warning me of some bad things to come, which was probably the reason my mom looked worried when I saw her. Isa raw talaga sa mga purpose ng mga multo, para magbigay ng babala. I remember just laughing it off.
But right after that incident, ang dami ngang disaster na nangyari sa buhay ko na kung mahina-hina lang ako, e, baka tumalon na 'ko sa Ilog Pasig ng may nakataling bato sa leeg.
Until now, gusto kong isipin na nanaginip lang talaga ako nang gabing iyon. Pero mas malamang sa hindi, e...