Have you ever noticed that same feeling you get when watching a fairytale movie? Disney films have a good way of plucking the heartstrings of its viewers. Everytime I see how the prince rescues the damsel in distress; how the villagers rejoice when their kingdom recovers from the wicked villain; how the plot takes a sharp twist towards the end of the story which makes me mouth “Oh-my-freaking-god-how-did-that-happen” – the more I realize how some of my dreams require more than hard work and perseverance for them to turn into realities.
I bet you played “Let’s Pretend” several times when you were younger. I did too! It was fun, wasn’t it? Round up a few of your playmates and create your own film, kingdom, classroom or sari-sari store. When we were kids, little did we know that the roles we simulated were actually big. Most girls would fight over who would play the role of “Mother” in Bahay-bahayan. Little boys would do the “maalis taya” method to see who gets to be the “Father” of the house. In short, we were just too giddy to grow up. We were too excited to be called “teens”.
We were so caught up with the realization that we do not want to pretend anymore.
And then it happened…
We grew up.
We opened our eyes to a world so much different when we were kiddos. Some found delight in today’s trends. For some, the horror.
The roles we used to fantasize back then are just beyond our reach. The brave souls dared to play in real life, while there are still few who are in doubt whether they would take a dip in the hot water.
Say that you could use a wish right now, what would you ask for?
Destiny. Fate. God’s perfect plan.
But we can’t always live the fairytale kind of life.
Broke someone else’s trust?I did as well.
Made promises and never made them happen? I had my share, too.
You screwed up? I screwed up.
Trapped in the fragile little bodies before, who among us knew what responsibilities and complications meant?
In the land of make believe, nothing will hold you from living the dream you always had in mind.
In the world of reality, you have to weigh your options and later on opt not only for your benefit, but for others as well.
In the land of make believe, you could say what you want and need to say.
In the world of reality, you think twice before uttering words.
In the land of make believe, you get what you want, easy as 123.
In the world of reality, you struggle and fight for your desires and needs.
In the land of make believe, “you and me” is a possibility.
In the world of reality, chances are… there’s only “you” and “me”.
So where on earth can I find the Land of Make Believe? 😐
“We don’t take photographs of things that don’t mean anything to us. “
I am such a weheartit baby. The pics there are just way too awesome.
Thanks Santino del Castillo for the bubbly picture. 🙂
This is the first of many to follow, where I just don’t know how to start this blog entry.
Anyway, the title must have given you already an idea of what this is all about.
Gah. Here goes.
“Everyone chases after happiness, not noticing that happiness is right at their heels.”
After so long a time, I was able to get in touch with a friend yesterday. She and I used to tell stories with each other, mostly about the girly stuffs which I need not enumerate. Pretty sure you can picture already what I mean.Well okay, for the sake of those who cannot think of one, me and my friend talk about school life, boys, love, lies, rejections and failures.
… and MORE boys, of course.
Yesterday was different though. During the entire conversation, Pia never removed the “in deep thought” look on her face. I was actually the one who had a hard time expressing myself, because I was not so sure where the talk was heading for.
You see, Pia (not her real name) has finally found someone to share her laugh with. Single for six years, she came to a point where she questioned God on why it seemed that guys do not find anything interesting in her. Being the friend that I am, I keep on giving her the assurance that someday, Prince Charming would sweep her of f of her feet and they would live in a kingdom far, far away.
I know that it takes a long time for a person to have his own “happy ever after”. Just when Pia thought that her once far-fetched dream would soon become a reality, another “lady in waiting” entered the picture.
Pia and Gab (not his real name either) were able to hit it off well, when the two met late last year. When I heard that she was exclusively seeing someone, butterflies fluttered in my stomach. I was just so excited for her. Gab seemed to be interested with Pia’s way of living. In short, Gab gave her the attention which this girl truly deserved.
Pia was Gab’s number one fan. Whenever Gab tells her stories which I think are not of great interest, Pia is just there – ready with her sweet voice to give words of encouragement and comfort. What I am not sure of, however, was if Gab took note of Pia’s efforts and feelings.
Don’t get me wrong – the two are not a couple. Having spent so much time together, they portrayed an image of two people in the “getting-there” stage. Smooth sailing and steady.
Maybe Pia was too complacent to notice how different Gab had become. She kept on defending him whenever I asked why they don’t talk that often, unlike before. I wanted her to realize that maybe, Gab was not that into her at all. Sure, he fancied (or maybe still does) her alright… but not enough.
Telling her what my hunch was would be very heartbreaking, and I feared that we might just end up in a heated discussion.
Until Pia came to me and gave me the “talk”.
I had the strongest feeling that Gab had a girl on the side. This was confirmed when Pia unloaded her excess baggage full of questions and regrets. Issa (not her real name, too) was a new friend Gab met at work. Basing my thoughts on Pia’s stories, Gab’s the type who wanted someone available enough to accompany him in all his whereabouts. He’s the type of guy who preferred the “tangibles” in a relationship. Maybe what Gab needs is a bodyguard. Or the equivalent. Someone to be there to make “bantay” pala eh (guard him at all times).
Yes, being physically present in a relationship is indeed a great factor. We know that already. I may never understand Gab on why he gave false hopes to Pia. Probably the guy wanted to try if they would work, but he did not try enough. I could not blame Issa for liking Gab – who would not? Gab has the gift of “gab”, and mind you, it worked everytime.
The whole world seemed running now, running hard, hunting, chasing, closing in round something or – somebody? In panic, he began to run too, aimlessly, he knew not whither.
I am always amazed with how love could make a person think in many ways.
Pia chased love for so many years, and now the chase is on once more.
Gab may be confused for the time being, which makes it hard for him to run after something he is not sure of.
Issa, just like Pia, is willing to go beyond her limits for the sake of winning the first place.
Pia is not giving up the fight. She told me she would play fair, and give Gab the liberty to choose between her and Issa. My friend’s a toughie, I know she would never let her guard down.
But just like any human being, she couldn’t help but shed a tear or two and admit that she is growing tired of chasing people.
In the fast-paced world where we live now, we oftentimes take advantage of what is there before our very own eyes. We keep on searching and chasing for people who are not really meant for us.
We try our best to keep up with the hustles and bustles of life, not knowing of the opportunities we have missed along the way.
We live in a busy world. We keep on running after the things that we think matter to us.
We never say die so we could finish the race in flying colors.
We continue to strive for whatever the grand prize is.
We run. We stop. We get tired. We think.
In the end, what we could only ask ourselves is this:
“Was everything worth the chase?”
To Pia who deserves all the love in the world, know that I look up to your guts. Hang on to ’em – glory will find your way soon.
You often don’t or can’t see beauty in the world until someone shows it to you.
As always, ladies and gentlemen… my “malupit and palung-palo” thanks to Santino del Castillo. 😉