Cruel Thoughts

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I must admit, it’s not easy being a Philippine citizen or a "Filipino" by ancestry. Usually international press gives the Philippines attention when it involves major acts of terrorism, government corruption and natural disasters. Even with local press, the focus has been too much on the country’s rotten citizens it’s no wonder even fellow Filipinos would be the first criticize and look down on their fellowmen . It’s such a great relief to finally to stumble upon a website that focuses on the "Good Filipinos" (whether they are in the Philippines or all around the world), and the good things happening within the Philippines:

http://www.goodnewspilipinas.com/

Last Friday, British actor/producer/model Elizabeth Hurley married her Indian Boyfriend, Arun Nayar. What makes it very significant for me is not because they were married lavishly twice in a castle in the U.K and a palace in India, but finally after two harrowing experiences with her ex-boyfriends under the limelight she finally found a guy who seemed to the best among them. A few years back, I couldn’t careless about Elizabeth Hurley. So what if she is the beautiful seductress of movies like Bedazzled, EdTv and so on? Or she was able to secure a hefty contract from a large cosmetic firm?  But when I read an article from a showbiz magazine a few years back, I discovered that Ms. Hurley was not just another pretty face. She produces films and is known to be hardworking woman, which in my opinion, is an epitome of a self-made woman. But in spite her beauty and reputation, she gets involved with men who give her “scandals”. The first was with actor Hugh Grant and his famous scandal in the United States, followed by Movie Producer Stephen Bing who refuse to acknowledge Hurley’s pregnancy  at that moment. Finally she met Arun Nayar, who is blessed not only with good looks, good fashion taste, a good financial standing, but intelligence as well. The man is fluent in four languages: German, Hindi, Italian and English, and has a College and Master’s Degree in Physics!!! The man seemed larger than life, but he really exists in the flesh. All I can say is both Elizabeth Hurley and Arun Nayar are lucky to have found each other.

If there is anybody that I will remember on November 1, it  would be my Grandmother. She departed when I was fourteen years old. I never got a chance to tell her how much I appreciated her in my life because her death was sudden , and she was already living in my Aunt’s house for many years . But in spite of the fact that I never had an adult conversation with her (because she lived in our house during my formative years), I always felt that is she is there. Many years after her death, I still dream of her once in a while.

I greatly appreciate my Grandmother, because she assisted my mother in raising me. I wasn’t an easy child to raise. As an infant, I was such a notorious cry baby that only my Grandmother had the patience to tour me around the house during the wee hours of the morning just to calm me. During my formative years,  I was very restless and playful but I can never recall my Grandmother ever losing her cool or harshly scolding me. My fond memories with my Grandmother was when she gave me a sip of Coffee,  or when she watches Classic Filipino Black and White Films and Professional Wrestling.

At times, I wish my Grandmother was alive. If she were alive today, I would have most probably accompanied her to see Batista and get an autograph, or treat her coffee at Starbucks. But I guess this was not meant to be.

To my Grandmother-wherever you are-I love you!!!!

To  miss and not to be missed is a tragedy,

But avast ! This has happened to me,

Not a sound, not a trace,

I wonder, if I am just  another face ?

I wonder if I ever haunts your thoughts,

Or the thought of me  ever brought your eyes to moist?

I wonder if I ever made you sigh,

Of the countless times that have passed us by?

I miss you in every second we are apart,

But to reveal my heart I can not.

I don’t usually react to comments on my blog entries, but it doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate it.  For this entry, I would like to thank the people who commented on my blog :  VJ, Chie , Johanna and Lana thanks for your comments!

It’s a Sunday and I’m working, but I couldn’t help wonder about alot of personal matters. One is what to say to people I have been encountering who are already old but remained broken hearted and lonely -and two, what if I end up like them? Old and lonely?

Will I be like one of those old  people who would preach to younger people that love is a ll pain,  and not worth the effort ? Will I be one of those  old people will just grab on to anybody not to feel lonely, and end up more hurt ? Will I be one of those old people who would spread their love around like Mother Theresa, and  instead of looking for a lover would raise their nieces, nephews and whoever children is around that needed to be raised? Or will I be one of those old people who never bothered to wonder if they are lonely or not in  their lives and  just try to simply be happy and  enjoy ? I wonder. It’s so easy to plan reactions when your not yet in that situation-and bam! After working relentlessly one can  wake up one morning and realize one is old and lonely.

Right now I am a loss for words for those who have waited all their lives and never found somebody, or for those who tried many times to love and trust but at the end of day is lonely. I am simply at a loss for words.

The Subic rape case reminds young women the importance of not immediately trusting strangers they just met no matter how handsome and attractive they may be. It reminds women never to let  guys join you  that are more than your number , and  not to get drunk even if you have a companion around . If a guy challenges you to a drinking fest chances are he just wants to get you drunk so that he can sleep around. 

No matter how hard a woman works to earn her own money and build her credibility in terms of work , there will always men who will assume that just because a young woman is “ambitious” and “profit oriented “ she will easily give up her values for material comfort , grab every work opportunity , even in the process of selling herself like a piece of meat

But of course  in reality, women are motivated by various reasons. “Ambition” and “profit-orientation” can be just an off shoot of a young woman’s deep seated aspirations to being in control of her own life, to strive to be financially independent , and gain respect even if it meant working in jobs that do not glorify good looks and comfort. Others , is for protecting one’s “dignity”, “chastity” and values brought by religion. Regardless of reason, money and material comfort is not the only reason why women work hard.

My favorite love stories has always been “Pride and Prejudice” by Jane Austen and “Atlas Shrugged” by Ayn Rand.

In the first novel, the love story is between middle class, intelligent and beautiful, Elizabeth Bennett, and the rich, arrogant, handsome and intelligent, Mark Darcy. The second novel is the love story between the Vice President of Taggart Railroad, Dagny Taggart, and the President of Rearden Metal, Hank Rearden.

I love both stories because both female characters are independent and outspoken. Elizabeth Bennett speaks her mind to her anybody, while Dagny Taggart has her own life and career. In the first story, conflicts of social class arises, in the second story , conflicts with society’s perception appears since Hank Rearden was married, and there was a major age difference between Dagny Taggart and Hank Rearden. But before I am accused of exalting “infidelity” , “ mistress-hood” , or advocate a taste for “older men” , let me state that I like their love story for the reason why they fell in love with each other in the first place , and not because with the circumstances they’re in . Both, (Hank and Dagny) appreciated the values that they live for, and only the reader of Atlas Shrugged would understand what that means.