Friday, August 31, 2012

The Things That Dreams Are Made Of 16

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Ilang araw matapos ang pagbubukas ng klase ay masasabi ni Igi na nasa daan na siya papunta sa paglimot ng kaniyang nararamdaman para kay Josh. Oo, hindi ito madali pero nakakaya niya ito sa tulong ng kaniyang dalawang bagong kaibigan na si Lance at Roan. Unti-unti na niyang tinatanggap sa kaniyang sarili na wala talagang mamamagitan sa kanilang dalawa ni Josh at ngayong iniisip niya na nagkabalikan na ang dalawa ay naisip niya na wala naring silbi pa ang ipagsisikan ang sarili sa taong hindi naman maibabalik ang pagmamahal sa kaniya.


Breakfast?” masayang tanong ni Ram sa anak habang inilalatag ang kaluluto lang na mga hotdogs.

The Things That Dreams Are Made Of 15

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Pansamantalang nakalimutan ni Igi na dapat na siyang lumabas ng mall na iyon nang makita niya kung sino ang nabangga niya at tumawag sa kaniyang pangalan. Napatitig siya sa maamong mukha nito, mapuputi at pantay pantay nitong ngipin, mapupulang labi na nakangiti sa kaniya at singiting mata na tila ba nagtatago dahil sa pagngiti ng may ari nito.

Sunday, August 26, 2012

CHASING PAVEMENTS 5[1]

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Yung pakiramdam na parang umiikot ang paligid mo, yung tipong ang kisame at pader ay unti-unting lumalapit sa kinatatayuan mo na para bang iipitin ka habang yung sahig naman ay naging kasing lambot na ng bagong buhos na simento. Isama pa ang hindi mapigilang panginginig ng iyong mga kamay, panlalamig, paninikip ng dibdib, panlalabo at paghapdi ng iyong mga mata dahil sa pagpigil mo sa mga luha mo na bumagsak. Yung sa sobrang pagiisip at sa sobrang takot ay wala ng maproseso ng maayos ang utak mo at ang tangi mo na lang maitatanong sa sarili mo ay: “Ano na bang gagawin ko?”

Friday, August 24, 2012

The Things That Dreams Are Made Of 14

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Hindi mapigilan ni Josh na mapatingin sa pinto ng unit nila Igi habang naglalakad papunta sa gawi ng elevator. Sa loob ng nakalipas na dalawang linggo sa tuwing lalabas siya mula sa sariling unit ay hindi pwedeng hindi mapapagawi ang kaniyang tingin sa pinto ng unit nila Igi. Bawat araw sa loob ng nakalipas na dalawang linggo na iyon ay hindi niya rin mapigilang makaramdam ng pagkalito at pagkalungkot sa twing mapapadako sa pintong iyon ang kaniyang tingin, paminsan minsan ay tinititigan niya rin ang pinto na iyon na tila ba sa ginagawa niyang iyon ay mawawala ang kaniyang lungkot at pagkalito na nararamdaman.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

The Things That Dreams Are Made Of 13

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Bagsak pangang pinapanood ni Neph si Des habang nagaayos ito sa unahan ng malaking salamin na nasa sulok ng kwarto, bago nila sundin ang utos ng ina ni Neph at pumunta sa mall. Suot- suot nito ang isa sa paboritong t-shirt ni Neph, medyo malaki ito para kay Des pero itinupi nito ang mga manggas at itinuck in ang lalayan nito. Maganda si Des at para kay Neph, kahit ano pang i-suot nito mapa sako man yan o basahan ay sigurado paring aangat si Des kapag tinignan sa malayo at gitna ng maraming tao.

Friday, August 10, 2012

The Things That Dreams Are Made Of 12

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Napatigil si Igi sa paglalakad nang maabutan niyang nakatitig si Josh sa natitirang matinong kama sa kanilang kwarto, tila ba malalim ang iniisip o di kaya naman sinasaulo ang itsura ng kama na iyon, sa sobrang pagkaabala sa pagtitig ni Josh sa kama ay hindi na nito napansin si Igi na tumabi sa kaniya at sinubukan ding titigan ang kama at alamin kung bakit aliw na aliw si Josh sa pagtitig dito.

Monday, August 6, 2012

The Things That Dreams Are Made Of 11

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Hindi magkamayaw si Josh sa panonood kay Igi sa pagtulog. Hindi niya maintindihan kung bakit pero tila ba ginigising siya ng tadhana sa eksatong alas singko y media ng umaga sa loob ng apat na araw na iyon ng kanilang team building para lamang mapanood niya sa pagtulog si Igi kahit pa sa loob lamang iyon ng ilang minuto, hindi rin maipaliwanag ni Josh sa sarili kung bakit siya aliw na aliw gawin ito gayong wala namang kakaiba kay Igi sa tuwing natutulog ito.