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Missing My Papa

Accidentally, I clicked a video of a friend posted in face book this morning. I tried to cancel it but it did not respond so I was left without choice but to view it. I saw a scene of a sexagenarian father and a middle aged son seated in a bench outside their house. They were in a garden surrounded with trees, flowers and green plants. The son was busy reading the newspaper while the father was like listening to nature. The latter heard a whistling sound of a bird prompting him to ask his son what was it. The son said it's a sparrow. The father asked many times the same question annoying and displeasing the son. The latter yelled at his father asking him what's wrong with him. The father paused in silence momentarily, then he stood up, left the place and went inside their house. When he came back, he brought with him something like a book which I realized later as his diary. He opened a portion of said diary and asked his son to read it loudly. When read by the son, it was accounted by the father that " he was once in the same place with a little boy. A sparrow went near them and the boy asked him many times what was it? He patiently answered the little boy that it was a sparrow and each time the same question was asked, he hugged him tightly letting him feel that he was pleased to answer the same question. The son suddenly came to a realization of the overflowing love of his father for him.

I envy the scene because the son had all his chance to let his father know and feel that he regretted being so insensitive and impatient on dealing with him. My dad was so good as he opted to ignore our being uncaring and unresponsive. I remember vividly, he was so happy to get a kiss or a hug from us if we receive an extra amount for our school daily allowance. When he was drunk, we all shunned away from him. It was too late when I realized he needed comfort and understanding. Papa left us without knowing how I (or we ) truly feel for him. Though considered closest to him, I still wasted so many opportunities to thank him, to tell him how proud I am of him and to let him know that he is indeed a very good person. With this revelation, I could have contributed a smile in papa's face when he left us.

My tears are now futile. The video I watched this morning is not only touching but heartbreaking. Oh Papa, if you can hear me, I hope you will listen to every word my heart speaks. It speaks of love and longing for you...

Papa, I will patiently share to all your grandchildren the legacy you left to us - your children. Only few witnessed your brilliance and integrity as you were a simple man with simple dreams for your family. Questions like"Who built the great walls of China?", "Who was the greatest leader of China?" and "Who was the assistant of Mao Tse Tong?" will be bestowed to your descendants. The nobility of your unique historical accounts will also cling to the walls of the patriarchal home that you built for your family.

Papa you deserve to be remembered. Thank you for touching my heart today as it reminded me of what I have missed all about you. I love you, Papa

My Tale of Love

Feeling in love is different from one who is actually in love. Feeling in love is merely a state or condition which does not necessarily mean love in true sense. Feeling in love is a creation of the mind, maneuvered by one’s thought or desire and exaggerated by emotions. It is oftentimes mistaken as true love because it comes too strong as it is usually propelled by emotion, passion, sentiment and great expectations. If you are hooked with this feeling, recovery from heartbreak is slow and sometimes remote. Feeling in love could inspire you to build a castle woven with magical background and details of a fairy tale like love story with happy ending. What happens when reality strikes back? Can you (the creator of this magical love story) be like a professional actor or actress who leaves the set after the show, unaffected by the role he or she portrayed? I have witnessed reasonable number of persons who by choice remained to hold on to the feeling, acting as protagonists as they struggle to survive the pain brought by love struck and heartaches.

If only we can learn to accept love as a reality and not as a mere state of feeling, maybe the survival rate of love relationships would be higher. God is always the acme of our life and the true cause of happiness. They claim the love shown to us by God is not the same as to the kind of love we want to extract from our so-called “romantic” or “passionate” relationships. Is it really accurate to argue the difference of love for God and love for your partner? If love is sourced out from God, then it is the same love that you share and give to others including to your partner. Being actually in love means accepting the responsibility of commitment and sharing of each other’s life. It is not an acceptance of only those you like or you desire but it is accompanied with the duty to adopt the risks and consequential effects of the relationship. Take for example, if you pray to God for something you desire to have, your prayer is always answered by him but not exactly in the same manner you want it to be. You may never know or discover unless you listen to your heart that God has already answered your prayer only in a different way. Comparing this with your relationship to your partner, you tend to appreciate acts or conduct of your partner which are apt to your expectation. Noble acts done for the sake of love and respect that are not programmed by your expectations often times end up unnoticed and unappreciated.

Love is a reality so with the happiness or joy that it brings. If relationships fail to survive the test of endurance, reality will save you from the perils of heartbreak and depression. If romantic love ceases, reality will guide you to the truth that there is still enormous love within you…. Love for yourself, your friends, your family and most of all, love of God and love for God. Now I ask you, do you think it worthy to abandon these ordinary yet lasting forms of love in favor of your failed, ended or lost love affair? You see, if there is still love overflowing within you, the reality is - you can love all over again !

To Titivate Friendship

Friends are hard to find. But when you discover them, they should be treated like jewelry. They need constant polishing so that their presence would shine. You have to securely keep them as their value is like treasure. Checking on them from time to time is highly encouraged to see if they are properly taken cared of. Just like jewelry, they are in need of regular cleaning, soaking or pampering! Like jewelry, a friend may want a shoulder to cry on, a tight hug, a listener, sometimes a punching bag, an audience or just a mere company. It is even more bewildering to think why friends still hang together after a terrible disagreement or exhausting argument. Friendship is never measured by the number of happy moments together. Rather, it is calculated on the ability to survive trials and soar from the attempts to crash friendship. Hence, friends survive each others’ hang-ups and idiosyncrasies. In true friendship, acceptance of faults, shortcomings or individual indifference is never difficult. Friends can stay all day or night doing nothing without getting bored with each other. It’s funny as friends develop almost the same kind of sense of humor. They share some sort of meeting of the minds, no wonder it is possible for friends to burst to laughter for reasons only they can understand. They can also develop techniques or skills to communicate through eye contacts and body gestures. Acceptance or approval can also be made tacitly with fewer propensities for mistakes or misinterpretation. It’s quite exhilarating to enumerate the foolish things most people would do for the sake of friendship.

I know friendship may be thorny at times but being prickled by true friendship makes the relationship more enhanced and significant. I remember my friend saying she would trade me for a LV designer bag but I exactly know she meant the opposite. Unlike jewelry, true friendship is priceless. No amount can quantify the joy and happiness that can be instilled by friendship in relationships.

Oh I wish I can say more and make friendship more appealing to everyone. The more I endeavor to dress it up, the more I am short of description. Friendship is not all elation but it is certainly fulfilling. Cheers to all my friends who share my sentiments about friendship. For those who disagree, worry not, because I would still love you anyway. No matter how I titivate friendship, there is one ultimate truth I cannot ignore ….. A stray friend will usually find his way back to his true friends.

FOR THE SAKE OF JUSTICE

Few weeks ago a client angrily approached me and asked how much did I receive as consideration for the SELECTIVE dismissal of the case in favor of some prominent accused. He added, “justice in the Philippines is when one gets favorable judgment for a fee.” I was irked by the accusation. My blood pressure went up. All of a sudden I can only see his angry face. My body became numb and ears were totally deaf. I only calmed down when I started thinking about my one and only daughter. When I went back to my senses, I started hearing the qualms of this client. Irritating at first but touching when I saw teardrops fell on his eyes. His saga is a common one… a solemn quest for justice, Filipino style!

This client fought for the filing of a criminal complaint against these prominent accused whom he blamed as among those responsible for the tragic death of his fourteen (14) year old son. The battle was initiated more than four (4) years ago. Unfortunately, the intricacies of legal procedure delayed the filing of the information in court. The recommendations and findings during the preliminary investigation of my office have to be validated and reviewed by a government entity charged with the jurisdiction and authority on the subject case before it could finally be filed in the regular court. My client painstakingly waited for the resolution to be released. He rigorously sought assistance from different government agencies requesting for the expeditious conduct of the investigation.Finally, the resolution went out and information was filed against the accused in court. Few months later, the case was dismissed in court for alleged lack of probable cause. It came out as a surprise not only to this client but also to the prosecution arm. The dismissal was an exercise of unusual power of the court not normally resorted to unless founded by evident or patent grounds for dismissal.

My client became hysterical and vindictive. I know him quite well because in the past, his desperation led him even to the point of casting unwarranted complaints against me attributing, suggesting and implicating me for the said delay. His accusations roused me to anger before. Hatred ruled my dealings with this particular client. I convinced myself that the animosity I was getting from this client was exactly opposite to the dedication I relentlessly invested for his cause.

However, my experience in lawyering taught me one good character required in a prosecutorial duty. Patience, Patience and Patience……. I said it thrice because mere patience is insufficient. For non-lawyers, a simple problem can be remedied by common sense but for lawyers, common sense is all catching and it comes into different forms either as a cause or defense. For non-lawyers, short cut rule is encouraged. However, for lawyers a legal right or wrong is redressed only upon observance of the proper legal procedure.

Explaining to a client the necessity of legal procedures including its technicalities and implications is like watching a Korean telenovela show without an English or Pilipino translation. This was my difficult task. Several attempts were made to make this client understand. At first, he made me believe he understood my point. I was happy then. Surprisingly, few days later, he came back and bombarded me again with similar questions or issues which I thought already properly explained. This client placed me on a rollercoaster ride many times. These were rides I managed to survive because of my patience.

Now, a rapport has been established between us. Patience taught me to earn his trust and respect. Patience also taught this client to trust and understand. Now, he can understand my explanations even if the legal issues involved are so complex. He may not exactly grasp the legal concepts conveyed but he understands that any legal action taken involving the case is for the best interest of his cause. On my part, I learned to understand and accept his sentiments no matter how emotional or frantic he becomes. I patiently developed the ability to listen and feel as these are my effective tools for communication.

My greatest challenge now is to answer three (3) of his crucial questions which I terribly fear to answer. For lawyers with a heart and those who possess a mind and heart of a lawyer, how do you weigh justice? Is justice for sale in some courts? Can candor or impartiality be exercised if the case has already been prejudged?

I fear the repercussion of my answers because as officer of the court, I have no authority to impose my opinion. A legal battle is fought in court under hard fast rules and not in a talk show where you can dispense all your sentiments point to point in order to win the approval of the audience. Questions of this nature tend to compromise my moral obligation to protect and preserve the credibility of the court. It is my duty to encourage people to trust the court and not to mistrust.

I see the symbol of justice being represented by a blindfolded woman carrying a well balanced scale. She is blindfolded so that she would see the merits based on evidences presented and not for reasons of prejudices or undue favors. The scale is well balanced because judgment is rendered only after observance of due process. One thing I’m certainly sure to answer - this is the form of justice implored by my client.