MV Logos Hope: Ang Barko Ng Aking Bisyo


Sabi ko sa misis ko, isa lang talaga yung bisyo ko sa buhay, bukod sa syempre sa mahalin siya nang todo-todo (haha, gumaganun) ay ang pagbabasa. At adik talaga ako dito, maski pambalot ng tinapa o balat ng kendi o vandal sa mga pader, basta may nakita akong letra, tiyak na makukuha ang atensyon ko. Ewan ko ba, masaya talaga akong nakakakita ng mga bagay na pwedeng basahin, na basura man o hindi, ay kapupulutan ng ideya na pwede ko rin namang isaksak sa utak ko for future reference o ibasura na lang din.

Ang Barko ng Aking Bisyo

Kaya naman nang malaman kong nandito sa Qatar ang MV Logos Hope, talagang hindi ako mapakali hanggat hindi ako nakakapunta sa pinakamalaking floating book fair sa buong mundo. Yung schedule ng pagpirmi nila dito ay Pebrero 22-28 at nakakatuwa dahil tatlong araw na lang nang malaman ko ito. At nakakainis dahil fully-booked na ang mga araw na iyun. Ikaw na ang maging artista, hehehe.

Nang medyo maisingit ko naman sa schedule namin, punta kami kaagad sa Corniche kung saan nakadaong ang naturang barko. Lamang ay mahabang-mahaba ang pila na parang audition lang ng papasok sa Bahay ni Kuya, nainis ako kasi di ko alam kung makakasakay pa kami ngayong 2011. Pakiramdam ko kasi, mukhang aabutan kami ng World Cup 2022 sa haba ng pila. Pramis. Nagkataon pang nagutom bigla si Kumander, nag-alangan na akong tumuloy pa sa Logos. Mas pinili ko siyempre ang kapakanan ng bebe ko, bukod syempre sa takot kong maging monster siya kapag gutom na gutom. Hehe. Ang nangyari, sa Souq Waqif kami natuloy at hindi sa barkong pinapangarap ko. Kainis…?

Buti na lang, nag- extend sila ng ilang araw pa dito sa Doha Port. Yahooo!!

At nito ngang kamakalawa, natuloy din kami sa barko ng aking bisyo. Tuwang-tuwa ako syempre dahil makakabili na naman ako ng libro. At madami rin akong nalaman sa barkong ito.

Alam ninyo bang walang sweldo ang mga taong nagtatrabaho sa bapor na ito? Kasi naman, mga misyonaryo sila. Layon nilang makapaghatid ng wisdom, love at hope sa buong mundo. Kahanga-hanga, di ba? Gusto ko rin sanang maging ganoon  kung hindi ko lang naalala yung nakakahilong karanasan ko sa pagsakay ng Roro. hehehe. O para magandang pakinggan, iba siguro ang calling ko. Amen po ba, Papa Jesus?

Dalawang riyal nga pala ang ticket. Ayoko ko na mag convert sa peso kahit pa 11.85 taymis 2 lang. At ang mga libro? Unit  din ang unit ng presyo nila. Kasi nga naman, iba-ibang bansa ang pinupuntahan nila. Dito sa Qatar, ang 100 unit ay 10 riyal. So 100 dibay -dibayd 10 is ekwals to… 10?

Mga batang Indian na pumipili ng babasahin.

Hindi lang yun. Mayroon ding visual presentation, ang kwento tungkol sa Alibughang Anak na nagtuturo sa atin kung paano maging  matalino sa pagpili ng mga choices sa buhay. Mayroon din silang International Cafe na nagbebenta ng cookies, kape, cheese bread, at juices. Wag mo kong tanungin kung bakit tinawag na international yung cafe nila o kung bakit hindi ko nagustuhan ang cheese bread nila. Libro ang ipinunta ko doon.

 

Nakakatuwa ding malaman na madami pa ring mga tao na mahihilig sa libro. At doble ang tuwa ko kapag nakakakita ng mga batang mahilig magbasa. Kapag ako nagkaanak, pagbabasa at pagkahilig sa libro ang isa sa mga una kong ituturo sa kanya. Books before Facebook.

Heto nga pala ang nabili ng aking mahal na kumander. Talagang kinakarir ang buhay-may-asawa.

Ang Mga Bagong Kaibigan ng Aking Asawa

 

At heto naman ang mga naibigan kong libro. Kasalanan ko bang maging bata ulit?

 

Mga Bagong Mundong Lalakbayin

Sabi nga ng nakaukit sa pinto ng Library sa Thebes (na hindi ko naman napuntahan), MEDICINE FOR THE SOUL. Ang mga libro raw ang siyang gamot sa kaluluwa.. Weeh? Hmm. kunsabagay, mukhang totoo nga. Para kasing… ano e.. ganito yan… medyo mahirap siyang ipaliwanag? Basta ang alam ko, kapag nagbabasa ako, para rin akong naglalakbay sa iba’t ibang mundo, at nakadarama ako ng samu’t saring pakiramdam. Nakapagpapagaan nga ng loob. Masaya na malungkot lalo na kapag nasa huling pahina na ako. Para kasing kapag natapos ko na ang isang libro, tapos na rin ang pisikal naming ugnayan ng libro. At malamang ilang taon ko na uli siyang mahahawakan. At swerte kung malagay siya sa table ko, pero malamang sa Balikbayan box ang sunod niyang kanlungan.

Pero ngayon, ilang gabi muna kaming magniniig ng mga bago kong kaibigan. Ayos!!!

 

Kayumanggi Ang Pabalat Ng Paborito Kong Magasin

May Nagtext: Pati Kami Napatawa Mo. from Reader Digest

At ang tinutukoy ko ay ang lahing kayumanggi sa Asya na muling nagningning sa September 2o1o issue ng Reader’s Digest.

ang walang kakupas kupas sa pagpapatawa
Charice as she builds her dreams

Nabasa mo na ba ang kwento nila? Pilipino ka,  basahin mo!!

pogi pati puso
Miss Saigon is Lea Salonga

Be proud. Be inspired. Heto ang mga Pilipinong nagpakita ng tunay na katangian ng tunay na Pilipino: Talentado, Masayahin, Mabuti, Palaban, May Paninindigan.

bawat suntok, tagumpay ng buong bansa

Patuloy na nagniningning ang ating lahi.. Sana’y mapagningas nito ang alab na mayroon sa ating puso…

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mga imahe mula sa yahoo images.

(paumanhin: wala akong makitang RD cover ni Pangulong Cory Aquino, ang kauna-unahang Pilipinong Cover ng naturang magasin)

The Little Prince

One good thing about reading a book, aside of course, from making you asleep, is that your mind starts to work. You start to imagine like you’re one of the characters, and can relate to each scene in the plot. You create picturesque place from inks on papers. You begin to formulate theories and twists with your mind as you flip through the pages. You hypothesize about the denouement and utter “Sabi na nga ba”  with the last leaf of the book. And sometimes, you have this What if’s running through your head. It’s like the Last Song Syndrome in music. With books, i call this brainworms. And yes, i just made up that word.

Look at the sky. Ask yourselves: Has the sheep eaten the flower, yes or no? And you will see how everything changes. And no grown-ups will ever understand why it is so important!

The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery was my first book in South Korea. I bought it for 10,000 won (expensive noh?) which is equivalent to 500 pesos at Shin Shigae Mall. I was able to finish it in just one night which was my all-time record for reading a book in shortest time.( An average time for me to finish a book is two weeks.)

And as expected, I’ve got this Prince-hang- over and was attacked by these brainworms. Here’s an attempt for a decent book review.

I absolutely love the book. It has a very funny start on how grown-ups complicate things. Haha. And little by little, page by page, nuggets of wisdom are like baobabs sprouting, waiting to be eaten away by the sheep.

I  was touched by the prince’s innocence and burning love for his rose. C’mon, who would never feel that with this poetic, romantic statement.

“….since she’s the one i’ve watered. since she’s the one i put under glass. since she’s the one i sheltered behind a screen. since she’s the one for whom i killed the caterpillars (except the two or three for butterflies). since she’s the one i listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. since she’s my rose.”

I just asked myself “bat nga ba ganun?” even if we love something or somebody, we sometimes feel that it wasn’t enough. Confusion, doubt and paranoia eclipse our hearts that we tend to make painful decisions. He should’nt leave his rose. She has only four ridiculous thorns to defend herself against the world.

And speaking of thorns, i now realize that the rose was a palpable metaphor of men and women who think that power, wealth and fame are the thorns. Or what they thought as sources of their strength, only to find out that these weapons are inutile if they had not “created ties”. Real strength is the love we’ve given and received from somebody. And that would certainly make us stand against vehement wind and cruel heat.  Creating ties mean taming a rose. Nurturing a relationship.

And those cluster of asteriods refers to the persons we have in our society. We can easily spot a king who wants to reign in everything, a perfect politician. A vain man who wants attention and fame, a celebrity or just a soul beside you. And a hopeless drunkard. And a lamplighter who’s a blind follower of orders, and a self-centered businessman, or a geographer who’s afraid of exploration. Sino ka sa kanila?

If you can’t find the exact character of your self, maybe it’s because, hindi natin napapansin that, these asteriods are interchangeably orbiting in our own system.  These are attitudes that we possess. Sometimes, we act as if we are kings and queens to those we feel inferior or less fortunate. We have this self-serving goals and boast all the feathers we have in our caps.  There are points in our lives that we are lamplighters following the orders of our parents, teachers and bosses. And times when we feel hopeless over things and problems bombarding us. And there are moments when we are afraid of taking risks, of exploring the world beyond our zones. The lesson is, Responsibility. Decisions in our lives lie on our own hands. And the image that we have is the result of our actions, our future with these decisions.

Another interesting piece of this enchanting fable is the friendship the prince had with the wise fox. Truly, this pretty creature had so much wisdom beneath his fur. How i wish, we could all be fox-like in our attitude towards love and relationship. The fox risked crying and getting hurt since he knew that the prince won’t be staying for a long time. What mattered to him was the memories he’d have and definitely had the reason to smile whenever he sees wheat fields. We have REALLY forgotten this truth that goes beyond boundaries. Anything essential is invisible to the eyes. It’s the time we’ve spent with our loved ones. So what getting hurt? Memories last. As long as there is love.

De Saint-Exupery could have placed the fox in one of the planets in the story, but he chose not. Why did he make the fox wise and men absurd in the fable? I have this simple answer. Wisdom is rarely found. We are lucky if we have those kind of friends and luckier if we are fox enough to understand life.

Ang Imahe ng Pinay Ayon Kay Sheldon, Coelho at Kinsella

Sa totoo lang di ko alam kung matutuwa ba ko o maiinis dahil naekstra sa mga kilalang libro ng mga pamosong author ang mga Pinay. Yun nga lang, iisa ang role na ginagampanan nila sa kanilang mga obra. Mga Maid. Atsay. Katulong. Kasambahay.

Eto galing sa page 257 ng The Best Laid Plans ni Sidney Shieldon.

It was a Filipina maid who found the dead girl’s body sprawled on the floor.
O, Dios ko, kawawa naman iyong babae! She made the sign of the cross and hurried out of the room, screaming for help.

At eto naman ang linya nung karakter sa The Undomestic Goddess ni Sophie Kinsella. Ipinakita to sa aken ng bebe ko, kasi siya yung nagbabasa nito sa page 94.

Our girl from the Philippines did get rather blue from time to time….. but i used to say to her, The Undomestic Goddess from Kingstone.com.twcheer up, Manuela! Trish pauses thoughtfully. Then I found out her name was Paula. Extraordinary.

On a positive note, at least pag naisip nilang maglagay ng mahusay na maid sa story nila, nagha-hire sila ng Pinay. hehehe
Kung tutuusin, medyo okay pa yung karakter nila.

eleven minutes by powellsMe nabasa rin akong book ni Paulo Coelho na Eleven Minutes. Me karakter din dun na Pinay. Prostitute naman. At etong Pinay na to ang nagturo dun sa main protagonist ng moaning sa sex.

Masakit isiping isa sa label ng mga Pinay ang pagiging katulong at prostitute. Tsk. Tsk. Nakakainis.

Ikaw, ayos lang ba sa yo yung ganitong role na binibigay ng mga best-selling authors sa ating mga Maria Clara?
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pics from kingston.com.tw at powells.com