I want to be buried where i live right now, my adopted hometown, for the reason that I have taken my roots here. But I will always be a son of Mindanao. Cotabato will always be my hometown. And Manila, my favorite and beloved place of youth and idealism.
Have you thought of your funeral? Just being sentimental...
Would you live the last days of your life in canada?
I thought of living and retiring in the US too. And I have a very good lady friend there, in the southern part, one that Im very fond of, we almost became lovers, but since I was raised in a monogamous culture, it didnt feel right to be having two loved ones of the heart. We were the best of friends. When my wife died, I could have married her, but our friendship had become so deep it was too precious to change.
God i miss her. she is a typical lady of the Bible-belt area, vocally christian, but not that fanatic. she couldnt convert me. Hehe
I feel guilty, because she never married. But she will always be that busy woman, always helping at her church, tending her flowers at home, and drinking sweet tea, a tea which is nothing but super sugar-saturated tea.
I wish we never die....
Comment from longwaybye - 21/07/06 8:59 PM
Have you thought of your funeral? Just being sentimental...
Would you live the last days of your life in canada?
I thought of living and retiring in the US too. And I have a very good lady friend there, in the southern part, one that Im very fond of, we almost became lovers, but since I was raised in a monogamous culture, it didnt feel right to be having two loved ones of the heart. We were the best of friends. When my wife died, I could have married her, but our friendship had become so deep it was too precious to change.
God i miss her. she is a typical lady of the Bible-belt area, vocally christian, but not that fanatic. she couldnt convert me. Hehe
I feel guilty, because she never married. But she will always be that busy woman, always helping at her church, tending her flowers at home, and drinking sweet tea, a tea which is nothing but super sugar-saturated tea.
I wish we never die....
Comment from longwaybye - 21/07/06 8:59 PM
Another national figure to come from the same town as with Saro Banares is Alvin patrimonio. He comes from an Ilonggo clan there in Koronadal, we called it Marbel in those days.
But I think he grew up in Manila.
Avenida is undergoing clean-up these days, but of course it's never the same. I would always "see" Avenida, manila as a whole,the same way when I was there during college.
I really wish time will slow down, or rewind a little bit. Funny how we live in our memories, usually the childhood peaking at college, and the time after that are not as striking and exciting. The worries of family and responsibility?
Yes i do feel a certain pride when Timog cotabato is played, and I am evenprouder when I can sing it in the Ilonggo version, Ilonggo being the major language in Koronadal.
And tears would be forming in my eyes, as I walk Luneta, Sta Cruz, the ermita, malate area, and really, as Jose Mari Chan's song goes (two of them) There's no rewinding, no replay....Life's a constant change, the friends we know, we meet along the way....too soon the times we share form part of yesterday...
Comment from longwaybye - 21/07/06 8:44 PM
But I think he grew up in Manila.
Avenida is undergoing clean-up these days, but of course it's never the same. I would always "see" Avenida, manila as a whole,the same way when I was there during college.
I really wish time will slow down, or rewind a little bit. Funny how we live in our memories, usually the childhood peaking at college, and the time after that are not as striking and exciting. The worries of family and responsibility?
Yes i do feel a certain pride when Timog cotabato is played, and I am evenprouder when I can sing it in the Ilonggo version, Ilonggo being the major language in Koronadal.
And tears would be forming in my eyes, as I walk Luneta, Sta Cruz, the ermita, malate area, and really, as Jose Mari Chan's song goes (two of them) There's no rewinding, no replay....Life's a constant change, the friends we know, we meet along the way....too soon the times we share form part of yesterday...
Comment from longwaybye - 21/07/06 8:44 PM
Thank you for bringing back memories of Manila, and the good news Mindanao. Matanog, Datu Sinsuat, Maslog-now those proper names really ring a bell to me. Maslog is definitely a Cotabato-area family name. I remember a Maslog during high school.
There are also areas there, I cant remember but surely Id recognize it when I hear it. And during those times, they were a no man's land. Not only because of the firefights, but of bandits, and you know of the never ending chicken thing? When you run over a chicken, and you because you are a good man, stop and offer to pay for it, the reply would be a million pesos. Why? because that chicken will lay eggs, the eggs will grow to chickens, then so on, till the value would be 1 million, suwerte ka pa dahil hanggang nth generation lang singil nila. It was true in those days. For laughing out loud.
But all in all, Mindanao was a very happy memorable place for me, along with friends and classmates, both muslims and christians. I left it when I went to manila for college. And Ive never again lived there for more than 4 months straight. But with the cellfones nowadays, it's just like a walk to downtown.
Comment from longwaybye - 21/07/06 8:30 PM
There are also areas there, I cant remember but surely Id recognize it when I hear it. And during those times, they were a no man's land. Not only because of the firefights, but of bandits, and you know of the never ending chicken thing? When you run over a chicken, and you because you are a good man, stop and offer to pay for it, the reply would be a million pesos. Why? because that chicken will lay eggs, the eggs will grow to chickens, then so on, till the value would be 1 million, suwerte ka pa dahil hanggang nth generation lang singil nila. It was true in those days. For laughing out loud.
But all in all, Mindanao was a very happy memorable place for me, along with friends and classmates, both muslims and christians. I left it when I went to manila for college. And Ive never again lived there for more than 4 months straight. But with the cellfones nowadays, it's just like a walk to downtown.
Comment from longwaybye - 21/07/06 8:30 PM
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