Monday, February 4, 2013

"Takas"


I could put this in the literary folio in our college's student paper in which we were part of it. Or maybe not. But this one speaks of the way how we deal with some "escapism" version of our adults life. Be it vices or whatever that made us escape the reality of our existence.

But this one talks first of the "takasan" that we had last weekends. I should not used the word but it is appropriate I guess. We attended last Saturday to our dear friend Tina in the barangay fiesta in her native abode in Paharang. Almost every year since college we tried to go their residence in that time of the year. We found ourselves together again with Rudolf and Tina and sometimes with Paulyn, Mercy, Rommel or Aque, our fellow writers back in college, in that festivies in Tina's home. But this year it was only the two of us with Rudolf that joined Tina in the annual festival. As usual endless conversations filled our time as we ate our lunch with different delicious menus as well as the sweets that herself Tina had prepared. The lunch was awesome!

And then her husband prepared the table for the drinking session as usual. And we took the brandy instead of gin ( in the picture) and we smoothly drink our several shots of the alcoholic liquor. And suddenly Tina's father had arrived. The Tatay had arrived and Rudolf could feel the chill. Tatay as we called him was so good in convincing us to drink more as if he once joked that all of the bottles should be emptied before we leave. And so Rudolf cannot disagree and just drink though he had this appointment as he always glanced at his watch.

And the drinking continued. Thanks to Doc Jun Berberabe who had just arrived and saved us from Tatay ( LOL). As usual we had escaped. It was always that way. We always made that "tiyempo" to go out since Tatay really had this perseverance power to drive us to drink as long as the sun do not set. But we had made the trick. As usual we thanked Tina and gave our late Christmas cash gift to our inaanak ( her youngest) and speed away to leave the vicintiy.

Just like that. In real life, or in some important issues of our life, we tend to escape them once in for all. Though we tried to fight against it our weak faith tells us that it is better to leave before it is too late. So have you tried to run away from your problems? I hope you do not.

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