The Dire Consequences Of Throwing Luggage At Each Other In Public


    
     
      I’m starting to think that I am prone to being a witness to couples quarreling. Yesterday afternoon, as I was inside a jeepney,  we were startled when a woman (probably in his mid-thirties and looking corporate) suddenly started screaming while we were waiting for the green light. “Bakit ba galit na galit ka?” she yelled while looking outside the window. “Mamaya tayo mag-usap! Papasok pa `ko!” After that, a man angrily hurled two huge luggage (I think somebody’s toenails got destroyed there)  inside the jeepney, shouting at the woman, “Lumayas ka! (curses) Huwag ka nang uuwi sa bahay!”

     The woman frantically grabbed the two luggage and threw it into the street while screaming inaudibly as the man was walking away. The jeepney roared back to life. The woman screamed again when the jeepney caught up with the man who was now on top of a motorcycle together with another man. “Itinapon ko sa kalye `yong mga maleta, mananakaw `yon!”

     “Bahala ka! Basta huwag ka nang uuwi!” he shouted again, and then, replicating our country's deranged—er, dear president, he let out a series of ear-piercing curses as the jeepney sped away from him. The jeepney then turned cemetery-like quiet while the woman looked outside the window, probably reminiscing about her happier times with the man.

      I then alighted, and then transferred to a UV Express instead of another jeepney lest someone appear again and hurl a pair of bigger luggage at us. I don’t understand, why quarrel in public when you can do it inside the privacy of your home. Washing your dirty laundry in public would just give the people the right to gossip about it, to bash you about it and to write about it.

      So there was a strong possibility that last night, while that couple bickered and fought and screamed and cursed and threw suitcases at each other, a gossipy blogger, for lack of other things to write about,  was simultaneously and unashamedly writing an entry about it, and saving it to later publish it. 

     Lol.

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