“Huling Himig”

Bakit kung sa panahon na ikay masasaktan mata moy luhaan?

At lahat ng mga musika ay parang kutsilyo na nakabaon sa iyong dibdib

Na kahit anong limot mo sa nakaraan

Babalik at babalik parin ang napakahapdi na kahapon

Kahit pilitin mong ipikit ang iyong mga mata sa iyong nakikita

Pero dama mo parin ang isang bangungot nang umaga

Bangungot na hindi mo makalimotan katulad ng iyong mga ngiti

Ang iyong mga halik, ang iyong boses na parang isang awit

Ang iyong mukha na parang santo sa mga simbahan

At ang iyong awit na nagpapaligaya sa aking dibdib noun pa man

Dama ko ang lungkot at kawalan ng akoy iyong iniwan

Na kahit sa pagkain ko ay di ko kayang malunok sabaw man o kakanin

Pero kinaya kung mabuhay na wala ka sa tabi ko

Dahil alam kung sa pagkasawi ng aking puso maraming pagbabago nito

Magbabago ang takbo ng buhay ko dahil wala ka na sa piling ko

Mamimis ko ang bawat tono ng iyong mga halik

Pero alam kung masasanay din ako na kantahin ang himig na ito na mag isa

Naramdaman ko ang kalungkutan nung hindi ko na marinig ang himig mo

Nung naging pipi ako at ayaw ko nang kantahin mga awit mo

Naging mapamintas ako at nawala ako sa sarili ko

Dahil nasaktan ako, nasaktan ako nang sobra

Normal lang yun dahil tao lang ako na marunong umiyak

Salamat dahil marami akong natutunan sa ating pagmamahalan

Dahil natutu akong maging matatag nang nawala ka sa aking piling

Natutu akong tumawa nung umalis ka

Natutu akong mahalin ang sarili ko at maging isang malaya at masaya

Alam mo ikaw parin ang paborito kung kanta dito sa puso ko

Na kahit wala na tayo palagi ko itong pinapakinggan araw man at gabi

Hanggang maririnig ko ang huling himig nito

Dito sa nasaktan at natutu kung puso.

“Pang”

Ang saya ko. Napakasaya ko.

Isang paghihiwatig nang aking puso kasabay ng mga matatamis nating pangako

Ang iyong mga ngiti na parang ulap na walang pighati

Ang haplos ng iyong kamay na sa aking malungkot na puso dumadamay

Pang, mahal kita! Tandaan mo yan ikaw lang at wala nang iba

Ang saya saya ko nang ikaw ay makilala

Dahil sa bawat minutong inaalala koi to lalong naramdaman ko na mahalaga ako

Parang isang ilaw sa gitna nang napaka dilim na lugar

At ang iyong mga kamay ang aking gabay

Ang pintig ng iyong puso ang aking gingawang tulay

Pang, naaalala mo pa ba nung nag punta tayo sa bundok

nung hindi mo pa angkin itong puso ko

ang sarap titigan ng iyong mga ngiti habang tanaw ko ang mga ulap sa langit

habang dumadampi sa aking mga labia ng hangin

at sabay nating binabaybay ang daan kung saan na angkin mo ang puso ko

kung saan nadarama ko ang tunay na halik ng pag-ibig mo

kung saan ang bawat salita nito ay nakaukit na sa puso ko

Pang, ang sarap palang magmahal nang taong iyong minahal

Ang bawat matatamis nating mga nakaraan ay naka sulat yan sa palad ng madla

Katulad ng mga magagandang salita na aking ginawa

Naalala mo pa ba yung naligo tayo sa ulan na labis kung tuwa

Dahil yun yung pagbabalik ko na maligo sa ulan at ikaw yung kasama ko

Yung hinahawakan ko yung kamay mo sabay bilang sa mga pumapatak na tubig mula sa langit

At sa bawat pagpatak ng ulan hindi ko namalayan na ito nap ala ang oras

Na akoy iyong pinakawalan at tayoy nagpapaalam

Ang lungkot ng mga araw ko Pang nung akoy iniwan mo

Bawat oras at minuto pangalan mo ay bukang bibig ko

Akala ko lahat ng mga matatamis na pangyayari ay wala nang katapusan

Yun pala parti nalang ito ng napakadilim na kahapon at alaala

Pang, bakit mo ba ako iniwan na hindi man lang nagpa alam

Na miss ko lahat ng ating nakaraan

Doon sa bundok sabay tanaw sa mga ulap habang papalapit ang ulan

Ang iyong mga yakap na ang iyong hilik ay siyang pampatulog ko gabi gabi

Naaalala mo pa ba yung mga oras na tayoy nagkakilala

Doon sa isang lugar na umupo kang mag isa at nung nakita kita

Ang iyong mga mata ay biglang tumawa na parang tinunaw ang aking kaluluwa

Ang unang tagpo ng ating mga puso

At palagi koi tong binabalikbalikan at tinitingnan baka sakaling nandoon ka

Lagi kung sinasabi sa sarili ko na baka busy ka lang

Lagi kung niluloko sarili ko na babalik ka para sa akin

Pero hindi! Pang mali ako!

Nilalakad ko ang mga daan na sabay nating tinatahak habang hawak ko ang iyong mga kamay

Pero ngayon luha ang kasabay kung naglalakad sa madilim na daan

Luha ng pighati at kalungkutan dahil wala ka na Pang!

Pang bumalik ka na at pahiran mo ang mga luha ko

Ibalik mo ang yung mga kamay na noon nandyan sa puso ko

Yakapin mo ako tulad ng dati, tulad ng dati na ikaw at ako pa

Pang, bakit ba? Bakit mo ako iniwan?

“The Osmena Peak: Sneak Peak to Heaven”

Yes! Indeed! Since I don’t have any budget to have the Sagada, Ilocos, Baguio City, and Batanes Group of Islands then I want to have the Osmena Peak. I love the place it’s like a peso trip to heaven. The nature is kissing my poor soul and invading my entire self. I don’t understand my feelings at that time with the same guys that I’m with last summer that we had.

One of my bucket lists to travel in Osmena Peak. At last! Hahahaha… It’s a nice experience to invade the area.

Hope to have the Sagada and etc. next year! Slowly but surely! Hahahahah!!!!

“Last Summer 2015”

(photo by: zack tagalo)

I want that I have the greatest journey on earth, where sunrise is the best painting that colors my entire life. This is the first time of this year to view the sunrise over this salty water. I’m hoping that next month i can have the travel over Osmena Peak.
But anyways no matter how many pains that im facing at least you give the best fight on it. As long as you wear your shield of happiness and you are enjoying every tick of the clock.

I love watching Mr. Sun again. I love watching him painted the entire body of the sea with serenity. See? No matter how hot is the summer as long as you don’t give up then that’s what we called happiness.

Last 2008 is the last time i took myself in the sea and yesterday that was the first time i saw and smell its fragrance. The aroma of the past will always reminds me saying don’t forget to smile.

Oh Mr. Sun, yesterday is one of the happiest day ever. Thanks for the invitations anyway. Even if i lost my voice but the mixture of my emotion joins this beautiful sunrise at my back. I love you Mr. Sunrise!!

At last, before this moment ends i have some beautiful memories with my friends and my baboy KIbin Kbot Kpop who always protect me and gives his caress. Thank you!!

Mr. Sunrise i will see you again..

Los Cantantes: History and Origin

(-note: the article is from the website it self.)

“There are not more than five musical notes, yet the combinations of these five give rise to more melodies than can ever be heard. There are not more than five primary colors, yet in combinations they produce more hues than can ever been seen. There are not more than five cardinal tastes, yet combinations of them yield more flavors than can ever be tasted.”      -sun tsu, The art of war

     An adage that simply means unity in diversity. The philosophy that lurks behind the foundation of Los Cantantes

In 2010, a group of people with diverse background, culture, and personalities converged to outlive their passion and love for music. Hence, Coro Comparza (Choir Ensemble) was established. The group was the brainchild of Mr. Jandel Cabasura, Mr. Isdras Dahinog, and Mr. Barret Oliver Richards. The group is composed of college students from different  universities and young professionals in different areas who are driven by their passion and love for music and by their goal to promote choral music in the modern-day realm.

During the launching concert in February 2011, the name Coro Comparza was changed to La Comparza and in 2013, La Comparza was changed to its present name Los Cantantes.

Los Cantantes has become an ally of non- profit organizations by helping them raise funds through conducting concerts –for- a- cause. Hence, it has carved its own legacy in the field of choral singing in Central Visayas. In 2014, the group was hailed Champion in the 2ND Sinulog Choral Competition- a prestigious choral competition in Cebu, and in 2015 Second Place. But, it was never a bed-of-all-roses journey for the group. There were multiple of times when the group was about to crumble. There was also a time when what fueled the group seemed to be smothered and overtaken by the members` individual priorities. Nevertheless, it was in those times that they started to realize that their passion for choral music was more sinewy than their patented interests.

Today, the group is continuously growing and promoting choral music among the youth. It has also continued to be an ally of the non-profit organizations.

It was never the members` similarities that made the group grow stronger, but it was the understanding and acceptance of their differences and their passion and goal that made the group withstand the tests of time.

you can also contact them through

John Michael  Romera
Marketing Head
0922 543 4676

http://loscantantescebu.weebly.com

Having a Boyfriend like You

 

I don’t understand why they called love as “Mysterious”? Why the world love is very dangerous and I don’t even know what the heck is going on if you are being pulled by the power of gravitational force they called “love”. Even Einstein and Newton wasn’t able to characterize if these things were the mystery of the black hole in the universe or any related theories about gravity and its supernatural vigor.

When you feel the word love in your heart it will shattered out in your mind. You don’t know what to do; you are talking unaccompanied and gone astray the scents and the name of the person you’d love. You are fantasizing that you are the prince and the princess but way a minute we are not talking about the archetypal love of the person here. We are talking regarding the love that I’m on right now.

I felt in love to the person that will never love you. I trust someone that never trusted you. I’m hoping the people that never had the instance to come again in your way. I think that’s love. You are annoyingly creating some wrong doings over the hypothetical way of the ordinary person. But maybe that is love. Love is a drug that always being prescribed by a numbers of doctors and it was proven and tested.

Right now, I am with this person who changes my whole life. Who painted a stunning image in the canvass of my existence. I am now with this person that trying to embrace me of whom I am and what I am. It’s like moving the heaven and earth towards you. It’s like creating a new strength or a new contraption of my life in a certain distance. I’m so thankful that I met him. Yes! Him! He is Mhark Khevin Antipuesto, the person that on the whole lives in a decent family. His mother is a public teacher and he is also a licensed teacher and teaching in a private school near in their house.

He transform my whole life, as sales person whose making a reservation daily in a foreign country that those people who are calling us are my virtual customers. I don’t know if they are white or black as long as I treated them well and they book a room with me then it’s good to go.

We are almost 2 years in a relationship, fun loving boyfriend that I’m scared of losing him one day. Even in a single second or minute when he was not in my side I felt unfilled. His text messages and calls mitigate me of being unaided in my space and in my life. I always visited him during weekends and talks a lot. I’m his official secretary; I’m the one who created his lesson plans, his grades and listening to his daily complaint and its part of being a boyfriend of a person that accepts you of who you are. He introduced me to his sets of friends and classmates and his family too. I felt comfortable of being me when I am with him. I don’t even know how fortunate I am to have him as my boyfriend.

You know what he is not my emblematic boyfriend. He is more than what I thought. He is the one who encourages me when I’m behind and friendless. He is the one who painted a smirk when I am miserable and blue. He is the one that fulfill my fancy that I’m beating two birds in one stone, a best friend and boy friend. I think that God gave me him so that I may realize that love will never take place in a single phase, but love provides two faces: happiness and pain.

He shares everything to me, his resentment, his happiness and his victory over a rocky day. I shared him also my frustrations, my dreams, and my plans in life. I never met a person like this. It’s like lying in the grass in the middle of nowhere watching those beautiful stars while I’m holding his hands. I know that this is a potion of love where both of us are under on it.

The weirdest thing about us is that we have different tastes of everything. He loves comedy and love story while me?? I love horror movies, suspense, and those movies that garnered an award in Oscar or any film festivals. He loves music that new to my ears and I love classical music that old enough to everyone’s capability of listening. I admit it I’m oldie, old fashioned guy who’s living in the other side of the world. He is younger than me; I think its 5 years gap from both of us. But one thing we both love is food. We love to eat anywhere but sad to say when I was diagnosed with Amoebiasis I wasn’t able to find a good place to eat.

I found him a responsible person to all the girls and boys that I have a relationship with. That would be the reason that I can’t move on when he told me that his ex boyfriend ditch him without a strong reason. That guy is pathetic! I don’t even know what those reasons that useless guy hurts him are. But one thing is in my mind if they never separate their ways there were no possible things that me and him will find our ways to fall in love.

Sometimes I dream that one day I’ll be building my own house and have my own car with him in my side. That our hairs are gray and we keep our smiling face together as one happy family. That one day inside my sweet dreams that we are crossing the street, hard to walk but holding hands and showing to the people that this is what they called love. Where there were no boundaries and limitations, where there were no harsh words that will be thrown against us of being gays. Where there were no eyes of discriminations that churn us one by one. That one day people in this world will accept us of who we are and what we are. That one day we can also build our own family with the blessings of the people. I am certain that it will be perhaps happening one day.

An explanation Letter: A friends case

 

September 05, 2013

 

“It would be difficult to dispel ignorance unless there is freedom to pursue the truth unfettered by fear.”

-Aung San Suu Kyi, a non violent pro democracy social activist of Myanmar.

This is in regards with the allegation of “NO CALL NO SHOW and CALL IN POLICY” that was filed by my supervisor for the month of August 2013 but was filed in the month of September 2013. I was accused of not informing my supervisor vis-à-vis of the absences that I had.

We already know how the impact of NCNS in the company was, it will wreck havoc the entire performance and the entire records of me. I’m also protecting my reputation here as part of the pioneering agent in the account.

For 3 years of existence in the company I always follow the company policy and inform my supervisors in every step that I’m doing coz “ignorance of the law excuses no one.” It’s not that it is a protocol to observe but it is how I respect those people who surrounds on me.

From the maturity of my existence in the company I always ask for that information that will protect both sides me and my working environment in this company. I always render overtime and worked during my rest days and I voluntarily do it.

Somehow there were instances that we cannot refrain of like what had happened to me in the said date

that was filed by my Immediate Supervisor. Its unpremeditated circumstance by any chances it will lead me to a catastrophic end.

It was not a good day at that time; my body was gnawed by enfeeblement. The coldness, the numbness and impassive feeling embarks the tiresome of my body. I submitted myself to check by a doctor August 09, 2013 and was advised to take a one day rest on the next day.

On the second day, still my body was not good. I’m asking the physician if I will send myself to the hospital so that I can have a good recovery at the end of the day but they advised me to take just another day of rest.  Still the occurrence of the malady plague-ridden and still the doctor advised to have an extra day of respite. And still I was tagged as NCNS every time that I was not in the office.  (Please see the PCF)

My question is why I was tagged as NCNS even if I’m informing them ahead of time?

The attending physician will always inform us that the validity of this medical certificate is when you submitted yourself 24 hours upon the day that your sickness occurred. And the company policy stated that if the employee was tagged as NCNS it will be lift if they presented a medical certificate before and after they will resume to work.

“Despite being asked to show up as walk in for immediate assessment by the clinic doctor agent preferred to be absent” (quoted at the PCF).  I already have my medical certificate that was dated August 09, 2013 and I was advised to take a rest on the inclusive date August 10, 2013. This is the same thing as what the other medical certificate that I had.  What would be the essence of going to the clinic if I already have my medical certificate and was checked by the physician on the said date. (Please see the dates of my medical certificate when I was checked by my doctors)

And the thing is we don’t have medical doctors during weekend in the clinic. Nurses on duty will advised to seek the affiliated clinic outside the company premises. How come that the validity of my medical certificate was voided?

“Agent did not inform her IS on these occurrences but was able to inform the rest of the leads”. (Quoted in the PCF). From the company policy it stated in the Schedule Adherence Policy that “Operations employees must call Forcedesk at least 2 hours before their shift starts. Failure to call is considered a NO Call No Show and merits a Written Warning for the first Occurrence. A No call No show is considered a gross neglect of duty in this business.”  Since our account itself doesn’t have a proper Forcedesk and my Immediate Supervisor’s shift is 8am while my shift is 5am I took the logical way of informing the Supervisor on duty 3 hours before my shift. Meaning I informed ahead of time and still I was tagged as NCNS and leads me to a Written Warning? And also warnings are filed against the employee on real time basis. The case was filed September 03, 2013 and the incident happened starting August 10, 2013.

Today, I’m facing the age of worry and the struggle of my employment in this company. Every word, every thought and every action of mine is my responsibility and I’m aware on what are those moves that I wanted to take on. I know that this warning will obviously reduce my performance but I will not let that day that I’ll be gnawed by my fear and my innocence.

I’m scribbling this explanation letter to express my thoughts and to exercise my rights. If I will never express my thoughts and exercise my rights I will be haunted by my ignorance every time I close my eyes.  My battle cry over this warning is to execute what would be the right things that I can do. What are those things that I’ve learned and what are those things that we need to learn in the near future.

I love my job that would be the reason that I stayed in this company for 3 years already. I wanted to worked more than what I wanted to expect and to grow with happiness in this lovely environment. I defend myself in the accusation because I don’t want to lose my job in a mere wink due to ignorance and innocence. I am a single mom and I do care for my kid. I don’t want to lose my job due to the negligence of my comprehension. Without fear I only fight for what is right and what is wrong to end the paroxysm of ignorance. I don’t want to run naked and walked like zombies in the midst of the labyrinth without knowing where I’m going.

I never sign this PCF not because I wanted to ridicule my Supervisor and comprise an act of unprofessionalism but to let them know that I love my work and I’m just expressing my thought and execute my rights. I never sign this castigation to encumber my superior but to elucidate the incident between the legality and the validity of my medical certificate and to be more aware of what are rights and wrong. I never imprint my signature to the PCF not to disobey and create a cacophony protest to wreck havoc my superior’s integrity and we will be working with excruciating feeling and impassive impression but to stay longer with our agent-supervisor relationship. I never sign this parchment not to outwit my superior but to clear myself in this case.

Finally, in the excursion of this battle I hope that there would be a fair judgment. I am really positive that justice will prevail at the end of the day. There is no wrong of expressing my thoughts and exercising my rights what would be wrong is if I’ll try to ignore this one and be defeated at the end of the day without executing my rights.

Note:  We won the case and the person that was alleged by this is now okay. The worst thing about this scenario is that her Manager sent a sarcastic email to the HR Officer that handles the case to reread and review the company policy, and if I’m the HR officer then I’ll reply to him without any doubt  advising him to religiously read the entire book of the LABOR CODE OF THE PHILIPPINES before he open his filthy mouth.  

 

 

One Liter of Tears: A glance of joy and happiness

 

“I write because writing is the evidence that I am still alive”

– 1 liter of tears, Aya Kito

 

I just completed watching the Japanese Series that was based in a true story entitled “1 Liter of Tears”. It was being showed in GMA 7, a Philippine Channel station here in my country years ago. I wasn’t able to watch the series in Filipino dubbed since I’m working throughout the night time. I’m a bit busy at that time but now I had the opportunity to momentary look and finished the series on my own in my room.

It’s a story of a little dreamer, a 15 year old Japanese girl that was diagnosed by an incurable disease called Spinocerebellar Degeneration. The disease can cause one person to be paralyzed and losing the control of their body and at the end they will be unable to eat, to walk and to talk. Her family and friends are hoping her to surpass the great battle in this malady but she can’t afford to refrain hurting herself in the heartless glance of the people surrounds her. The verdict of their eyes stabbed her at the back and started losing her hope and become helpless. Since this struggle continues she always wear a smile and continue writing her diary and saying that “I write because writing is the evidence that I am still alive”.

Her battle handicapped me in a mere wink. I was thinking how this girl continues her fight with a shield of smile and the sword of encouragement? How come she can do this if I was in her position I don’t even know if I will pick the pieces of me or continue living in the dark corner of this malady? Her weaknesses become her strength, and she believes that her mobility is not the hindrance of being her. The way how she think and she write over this piece is like creating a monument that I and my fellowmen will be inspired in every page.

The story is inspiring but tragic. It creates a kind of manifestation and influence in my life. The time, the time how many time that I have left in my life? How am I supposed to spend the quality time to myself, to my family and to the person that I loved? Life is really fragile, if you lose it then it doesn’t mean that you are already defeated some of the victorious battle ends bloody like hell but some of the battle continues after the war. I was wondering if how I can treasure the last drop of the tears that I have. How will I start the battle without knowing where to start and where to end and become victorious? Every time I’m watching the Japanese series I can’t handle to wipe my tears dropping unconsciously. I already spent more than 1 liter of tears for this.

Aya Kito, you inspired me on how to treasure the single moment of time that I had. This series is remarkable and I admit it I love the plot of it. I’m hoping that one day I’ll be able to read your diary or the novel perhaps. Every tickle of the time delivers a new you and a new me, but that moment it can be more meaningful if you treasure those characters behind you. Your optimism inspired me so much; I hope I can have an ounce of that to win my daily battle. That event in my life still continues to roll but I need to be more positive in viewing my life. Your life story motivated me, even if you’re no longer with us still your memories will be living in your family and in my mind too. Harigatu Gozimasu Aya!

In this life the only strategy that we are equipped is on how to handle your positivity during the battle. It is how you will wear the shield of smile and the sword of encouragement till the last drop of your tears.

The Unsung Notes of Music

 

The real hero fights for his people not for his business. The public servant loves his people not his wealth. The real Mandela thinks about his people not about his WEALTH comparing to the late PRES. CORY AQUINO hiding during the chaos of MARTIAL LAW in our country.

The person who loves his country is more aware of his people not caring about what he owns and what he has. While reading some article of NELSON MANDELA OF SOUTH AFRICA his fighting for the equality OF THE BLACK AFRICAN PEOPLE coz he believe that freedom doesn’t have the color to take on. Freedom chooses no color, no races, and no levels and is provided equally. Freedom is the dream of everybody from Middle East to South Africa, from United Kingdom to United States of America, China to Southeast Asia but these dreams slowly achieved by everybody.  Freedom slowly penetrated in the skin of every nation.

I am also inspired of AUNG SAN SUU KYI, where she’s fighting and face the struggle in Myanmar. She fought for the freedom of her country against the unscrupulous Juntas that created Myanmar in the dark ages. AUNG SAN SUU KYI faced the guns in her face, eating threats, and was convicted for freedom. She was arrested because of FIGHTING FOR FREEDOM IN MYANMAR and she’s not hiding in her own dean.

Another man fights to end the communist single party in China and was convicted fighting for freedom without any fear. Fear that comes with devastation you at the end of the day. Fear that becomes your nightmare. But for Li Xiabo of China his conviction is not for his self, his fight is not for his own satisfaction but this fight that his facing is for his countrymen that suffers against the claws of communism in China. His positivity about his advocates made me think that why these persons are not born in our country maybe God put them with purpose. Maybe God put them to let our eyes open. Why these people live in where pain and sufferings are their breakfast and the darkness of their cages during their time of imprisonment are their yard. Why these people are convicted for the sake of other people? Why??

I hope that one day we will learn to love our country. We will learn to enhance the resources that we had. Our country has natural resources that is abundant and tremendous but was use in a wrong way. I hope that one day we will be having the same dreams and ambitions that instead of embracing the hallucination word called “FREEDOM” it will become true and genuine. I hope that there were leaders in our country who cares the welfare of every Filipino not by how much is the RETURN OF INVESTMENTS he will be having. I hope that one day when I open my eyes there will be no tears from the struggle of our dear brothers and sisters, there were any ravenous brood opening their palms begging for food. I hope that there will be no HOMELESS people roaming around without descent abode.

I hope that one day there would be no silence of ignorance and fright that will lead us to finish our scuffle without experiencing the authentic outgrowth of free will. I hope that my dreams will be your dreams that someday there would be leader to stand in front of us opening his palm, swallowing his pride and talks no debris of lie in front of the people. Let’s try to rebuild the weakling edifice of our government, to enhance the judiciary system, the national security and opens the country for international businesses to improve our sinking economy. Let us not close our eyes to every melodramatic life of our people but be sensitive enough to formulate new strategies in eradicating the poverty immediately in every palm. Let us collaborate and fabricate a new country with hope, faith and love that rules at the end of the day.

Are You Loyal or Faithful?

While wondering the beauty of Colon Street which is the oldest street in the Philippines I saw flocks of lovers running down the street. Some of them are sweet and some of them are just silent walking along the grandeur street. I don’t even know how things will be tract one by one. In common lovers exist during the stage of being a stranger. Trust? You can’t have it in a mere wink it’s not a constant number that was been given to you, you need to work hard on it. Simple things are not made to simpler as what Einstein said.

Then I paint a question in my mind, is a person a loyal in terms of love or a faithful in a relationship. I gather some of the data to some of the strangers that drag me to a little bit conversation during my free time. Some of them don’t even know what the differences of the two are. Some of them will try to opt as loyal but doesn’t even know what loyal is or what faithful is.

Being a lover you can’t serve one God at the same time you should put one thing in an uppermost part. So I’m trying to figure it out on solving how these two people will separate their identity as lover and what are the differences of these two?

The word loyal comes from the Latin word “legalis” and from the French word “loial” in English that is Legal. In this word its implication says that it’s the way how you stay to the person no matter how many times you messed up. The word loyal to me is like emphasizing like a dog. Remember a dog is one of the loyal animals in earth. They don’t give meat for food, they don’t lay eggs for your meal but they give love and caress. Only in one kiss your pain will ease.

Dogs will bark and fight for you at the end of its life. They will serve and protect you no matter how strong is your enemy and foe. But the characteristic of a dog is mysterious. They will eat in various houses but they will be coming back to your house and sleep. They are like human, they love to hang out with others, mate with others and BINGO they are fighting for your relationship at the end of the day. Most of the loyal were men coz we know that men are born of being polygamous. They can have more women (or even men) in their side but they are loyal and wanted to stay to the one they love. They keep secrets and they are aware of it. Try to ask yourself why these people called loyal if they played the game secretly? It’s for you to understand the situation that maybe both of you guys are not sexually compatible (ill post another article about this at the end of the day) or at the stage of being wanderer in your relationship. REMEMBER THE GOOD THING ABOUT BEING LOYAL IS NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES MAN/WOMAN MESSED UP THEY WILL BE STAYING WITH YOU AND WILLING TO SACRIFICE FOR YOU.

The word faithful exist in the mind of every woman. Women are faithful but today due also to the influence of western culture we’ve got only 85% of the women who are faithful but its normal. Some of them are transferring to the loyal team. Faithful people are those who believe in you within your dogma or philosophy. They will carry you no matter what happen unfortunately when you messed up they will never believe in you and they will transfer to the person that deserves their faith. They are those people who are zenith that they will praise you at the ziggurat of their heart. But if they found out that you are not as faithful as them remember no talks, no arguments and no requirements they will be disappear like bubbles in the blue. Faithful woman are those hopeless romantic, making a fantasy that made out from the television that they are watching (or what we called the TELESERYE QUEEN). FAITHFUL ARE THOSE PEOPLE THAT WILL SERVE THEIR FAITH TO THE ONE WHO IS FAITHFUL ALSO.

So I made a realization that somehow in relationship there were two types of lovers that you need to understand.

Handling loyal people is not to open the Pandora’s Box coz it will haunt you at the end of the day simply because you never trust the person that would be the reason that you need to have the Facebook account or any social contact of your partner. In a relationship you need also to bring the word PRIVACY as always. Do not open the mobile messages or the Facebook accounts for the sake of yourself. Possessive people are always doing that because they are scared that someday their partner will leave them behind.

Handling faithful people are not easy because they are perfectionist and possessive and it may lead to an end of being obsessive. Most of the suicidal people are obsess and most of them have a long term relation but they’re keeping their dog away of being a social animal. Left and right of jealousy, the battered wife exist, the miscommunication and the doubt without trust will possibly happen.

So what type of lover do you wanted to have?? What type of lover are you? ARE YOU THE LOYAL OR THE FAITHFUL? Try also to check another part of my blog after this coz im trying also to dissect what type of relationship do you have..

I am open for any criticism about my post or any brainstorming matter. You can also post any suggestions, comments or reaction and also you can email me at jhoveloling@gmail.com or jovel.oling@ph.aegisglobal.com.