Sunday, May 15, 2011

THOR: The Hour Of Righteousness

I was in Singapore last week to process my work visa and I had to wait for long hours before I could get back my passport with a visa stamp. Anyway, I decided to watch the movie Thor while waiting for the release of my passport.

Mighty Thor was the title of the cartoon super hero on television which I always watched when I was a child. I was always excited everytime I watched it back-to-back with the cartoon show Moby Dick. I couldn't help but feel the adrenalin rush into my body as a young fan of Mighty Thor watching his heroic deeds on the TV screen. The movie featured great sci-fi tricks and giant fight scenes. I felt that I was watching the Mighty Thor that I used to watch back then. I hate the feeling of having to go to the toilet while watching the movie. Hence, I tried to run as fast as I could so as not to miss any exciting highlights of it. Again, my adrenalin helped me do it.

The story was realistic and typical of many families with siblings who experience a lot of issues and conflicts. Anthony Quinn being the King, has exemplified an image of a father who was wise and firm with all his decisions. This is surely not an easy task to do for a father who loves his children so much and having to see them go through a painful process of learning.

Thor was punished by the King because of his attempt to overrule him by wanting to fight their enemies. The hammer was taken away from him and at the same time he was sent to planet earth powerless. According to the King, the hammer would only go to the righteous person, worthy of its great power and might. After all the pain, agony, and humiliation he hurdled, he redeemed himself from all his wrongdoings and became a worthy keeper of the powerful and mighty hammer.

It was “The Hour Of Righteousness” for Thor and he had to do what was right that time. He did not allow his brother to ruin everything and he even begged him to stop his evil plans. However, his brother was already succumbed by his ardent jealousy against Thor especially when he discovered that they were not real siblings. Instead of doing what was right, his brother decided to end his life and let go of everything. Thor felt devastated losing his brother and at the same time letting go of his personal desire to be with a woman he met on planet earth. He did it primarily because of his decision to protect his planet from the great havoc and catastrophe created by his brother. It was indeed a very difficult decision to make for Thor but he stood firm for what he believes is right and good for his people.

On my way home to Jakarta, I was immediately put into a human test. The driver who was supposed to pick me up at the airport was not there. Honestly, I felt quite upset about it but I let my EQ work for me. I decided to take a taxi and told the driver to take the fastest route going to my place. After few minutes, I just noticed that he passed by the long and winding road! Sounds like a song? It would surely cost me a lot considering that I didn't have much money. I started to question him and I caught myself up arguing with the driver in a very upset voice. In the process, I realized that I had to stop this inanity. I came into my senses when I remembered the story of Thor. Though I kept quiet and calmed down myself, the driver continued with his grotty talk. Nonetheless, I just allowed him to deliver his freedom speech. Good thing about it was that he spoke in a language which I don’t fully understand and it helped me not to engage further. It was tough knowing myself as a very assertive and outspoken person.

With all humility, it was “The Hour Of Righteousness” for me and I think I was able to do what was right. If not, I have surely ended up in a bad situation which could have resulted in more serious squabbles with the driver which I would definitely regret later on. Thanks to T.H.O.R. for reminding me to do what is right!

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Xpat's World: Because of One Man

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Inang: My Loving and Faithful Mother

22 July 1923 was the day when Consorcia S. Maristanez was born. She was the eldest of three female siblings. She grew up from a poor family. She wanted to study but her parents cannot afford to send her to school. When she lost her parents, she lived with her uncle. She expressed her desire to study but she was ignored.

Growing up, she experienced a lot of pain, suffering, deprivation, and humiliation. She was treated like a domestic helper by her uncle. One day, she was crying like a child because she wanted something but they care less for her. She locked up herself in a little room full of rice sacks and she held herself up for long hours despite the extreme heat because of self pity and embarrassment. While she was eating, the wife of her uncle would fiercely look at her like she wanted to devour her. Helpless as she was, she continued eating while tears were effortlessly running down from her eyes. Because of the malevolent treatment she received from them, she begged for money like a mendicant on the street just to provide for her personal needs.
If she was only given a chance to study, she would have become one if not the most intelligent student in her class. She only finished Grade 3 but she was very good in numbers and at the same time so confident and smart to speak English. She would not feel shy to talk to anyone regardless of their status in life. She would usually utter the words, “How I wish I could have finished my studies and I would definitely have done well in school.” With her unfulfilled dreams, she did everything as a mother to provide for her seven children and she was able to send them all to school from her meager earning as balut (egg) vendor. All her children finished their studies through her hardwork, patience and, perseverance. She was able to prove herself that she is indeed an intelligent person because of what she accomplished for her children.
Loving and faithful as she was, she trusted her relatives that they would give her fair share of an ancestral land where she grew up and raised up her children since the beginning. However, for some clandestine reason, she was again deprived of her legal right. She begged to her relatives but they were just too greedy and selfish to listen to her humble request. Despite of it, she still lifted up everything to God and prayed for her relatives. She was able to do it even though she was hurting and grieving.
She may have lived from a very poor family but her values as a human being was far beyond compare because she never allowed herself to hate and curse the people who deprived her of what was due her. She is one of the most loving, forgiving, accepting, and God-loving mother in the world.
Inang, I tried my best to be a good son because of you and I am trying hard to be a kind brother and person because of everything that you have taught me. I terribly miss your presence and there is no single day that I think of you and pray for you. Honestly, I don’t know anymore the feeling of celebrating Mother’s Day because you are not with me anymore. How can I greet you and give you my sweetest hugs and kisses if you are not here with me.
Inang, because of your personal history I realized and learned a lot of good things in life. I will always remember, treasure, and try to live by it as I continue to live a good life. One thing you always tell me is to take care of my relationship with people. I believe that I am doing that especially now that I live away from my siblings in the Philippines. Also, I remember and miss the time we would pray the rosary together at 3:00 o’clock in the morning. You never get tired of doing it everyday.

Inang, I know God has read my blog about you. I beg of Him to have mercy and grant my only request. And that is to see you one day in heaven and still feel your genuine love and affection as I sing you songs which we would usually do at home.


Inang, I still grieve and even crying right now while writing this blog because I miss you more than heart and mind can comprehend. You don’t have any idea at all how it feels to lose you and see you passed away last 27 July 2010. I hope that you would visit me even in my dreams. I am sorry if I have not been kind to you all the time as your son. Since the day I was born, I knew that you are my inspiration. But sometimes I feel that life is meaningless because you are not here anymore.

Inang, I know that you are now celebrating this especial day with God, Mama Mary, Lola Ana, and all the angels and saints in heaven. Please send my warmest regards to all of them.
Inang, I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH AND I WILL NEVER EVER FORGET YOU. You will always be in my mind and in my heart until the last day of my life. See you again Inang.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Because of One Man

Because of one man, we Filipinos, despite our divisiveness that is brought about by factors too many to enumerate, get united, at least even for a couple of hours in one day in 2011. Because of one man, we all feel proud as Filipinos, and we feel as one in aspiration- to let the whole world know that the Filipino 'can'. Because of one man, we Filipinos get the respect that we once lost but have long deserved from people from other nations. This one man carries the whole nation on his shoulder, a burden that any Filipino of a lesser character would not be able to bear. But this one man has unshakable self-confidence that has been fashioned by his unwavering faith in God. He is a class of his own. He is grace, and humilty personified. He has been and will always be magnanimous in victory! Mabuhay ka Manny Pacquiao! You are God's gift to the Filipino people. Glory and praise to our God!

In War: Resolution. In Defeat: Defiance. In Victory: Magnanimity. In Peace: Goodwill. - by Churchill, Winston

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