Shoot and Kill

 It was raining when I arrived my destination. While I waited for the rain to stopped, I was pondering whether what I will do is going to be good or not. I was craving for it since the first time I got a taste of it. I wanted to do it again.

When I cast my eyes towards the sky as if to look for an answer, a multitude of dragonflies were swirling and darting to and fro making criss crosses as if warning me not to proceed with my plan.

Looking down on the ground as to avoid the gloomy colour of the sky and the unwanted presence of the dragonflies, I started to walk towards my destination. It wasn't a heavy feeling as I was determined to try it once again. It was exhilarating the first time so doing it for the second or third is just to fulfill my longing to be more precise. 

It wasn't a long walk and though the path was bathed with colours and perfumed with dainty aroma, it didn't stop me on my track to fulfill my current wish. I was determined to do it with sweet revenge.

I passed by the rooster who gave me a wide eyed stare. It probably knew what I was thinking or hoping to do, but it didn't crack a single sound. 

The duck simply gave me a devilish grin as if approving my thoughts, "Oh yes, it's payback time, do what I wish and be happy without guilt."

So there I was, standing in front of him with piercing eyes with no exchange of words. I gave him the paper in exchange for a gun and "bang!", "bang!", "bang!" were heard within the surrounding areas.

It must be the sound of the bullet penetrating my subjects that alarmed the sheep to run towards their turf. There was stampeding sound of hooves and shrieks from people around. I stirred commotion yet I was happy, for my job was done. 

Finally, I got my coveted prize, a sheep doll. I just cannot explain the mere excitement when I hold that barrel and shot those wooden cats and sheep to my pleasure. If I can live there for a day, those figures wouldn't stand my battering.

I found a new haven to live, a new course to study, a new hobby to pursue, target shooting. Energizing!

(This is part 2 of my Stress Free Ratchaburi post)

Stress Free Ratchaburi

I always dream that one day I will be tilling the soil of my field while caring for animals in my farm. A simple life, devoid of work politics and life inducing stress. A profound duty to be with nature and nurture the things around. Just like my recent trip.

Suan Phueng District of Ratchaburi

Vast entry to Swiss Valley

Scenery Vintage Farm 

Wanted: One Giant to dig

Pumpkins and Candle tree

Waiting for their shepherd

Extra special sheep

The well of life

Not bad for a day since I was refreshed, not by the smell of roaming sheep but by the colours and simplicity of country life. I am not a city person so I ought to find solace in a place that's peaceful and close to nature. Which do you prefer, living in the city or in the countryside?

Hope for Bohol

A walk at the plant market resulted in purchasing a small potted Yellow Bell plant to take home. It was almost time for the shops to pack up so the plant was sold cheap. But it was discounted more because the plant doesn't look healthy. Albeit the imperfections, I took it home, re-potted it and waited for it to bloom.

The plant was difficult to read. Though it grew healthy and big throughout, I cannot but be perplexed for the condition of the leaves, both young and mature. They were always ripped and torn as if something of unknown origin, brings destruction to the leaves every day and night. It wasn't a bug problem nor the presence of the wind as the plant is quite enveloped by the cascading branches of a bigger tree. The cause will probably be a question in my mind for a long time. 

The resilience of people is like the battered leaves of my Yellow Bell tree. The agitated and broken-spirits of the people of Bohol will be pictured in newspapers and television news. Their disbelief and quest for answers will fill the air everyday. The number of loss lives cannot be taken back. It happened and became a part of our commune with nature's wrath. 

It took almost two years for the plant to produce what it is producing now. The blooms had been aplenty as the rain had been watering my sole Yellow Bell plant without hamper. Peaking through the window this morning, I got myself a surprise to see more big balloon like buds ready to burst in a day or two. What glorious presents from Mother Nature. 

Though battered and marred, Bohol will rise up again to be the precious city I find endearing to my heart. It was one of the best places I had the pleasure of visiting. Though the religious sanctuaries won't be around anymore, those historical places had been home to many a faithful and devoted God fearing people. I do believe that their faith and hope will shine, just like the flowers, in due time. 

Let the healing of the people be done first. Then things will look bright when we all pray for our countrymen. We are known to have the great ability to rise up, even when pummeled with adversities and we will stand with dignity and pride at the end. 

The simplicity of the tree gave me a life lesson to reflect on. The leaves are ruptured yet the fruit of its existence still produced perfect results. Our spirits, crushed they maybe, will still bring a beacon of hope. 

Trust. Believe. Have faith.

The Psychology of Yellow

Being Sunday, it was time again to repot and re-arranged the garden and what a magnificent view to behold. The side of the garden is again infused with yellow colours, some reddish and orangey while some in pale yellow. I got hold of my phone and clicked away. The photographs are arranged from the smallest to the biggest I can find around the house. 

Yellow inspires original thought and inquisitiveness.*

Yellow can awaken greater confidence and optimism.*

Yellow is the great communicator and loves to talk.*

Yellow relates to clarity of thought and thinking.*

Yellow is methodical and decisive.*

Yellow has the tendency to make you more critical of self and others.*

Yellow is non-emotional, coming from the head rather than from the heart.*

Yellow is related to the ego and our sense of self-worth, to how we feel about ourselves and how we are perceived by others.*

Although accidental that I have way too much of yellow and without giving a thought of the meanings, it dawned on me of some truth to its interpretations. I must, infused some other colours to my garden starting today. It is like doing the same things over and over and we get bored. It's time to try new things! wink ;) wink ;)

*Credits: http://www.empower-yourself-with-color-psychology.com/color-yellow.html

No More Sunset, Just Sunrise

Rayong, Thailand

"And I always thought that the sun rises and that it sets, never thought that it is the world that moves..."


I am approaching the sunset of my life because I am feeling it. It is knocking the doors and if ever I will open it, the consequences of this acceptance will manifest its presence.

Long time ago, I thought that life is sweet and all filled with joy. Growing up had their ups and downs but it was mostly the challenging parts of living that made me a person. Of all that were to face, life became a struggle to belong, to be appreciated and to be loved.

I had fallen in and out of love many times but they all ended in regrets. I used to want someone rather than need. I used to long for things but gave no effort to work for them. I always dream but had never done any to achieve them. I lived in fear, always wanting to be in my comfort zone. Then one day, I wanted to escape.

So when I dared moved out from all the unfairness, I realized that the world was no different from the small space I used to lived in. The world is filled with wisdom yet it is also home for intrigues, troubles, and deceits. Leaving my place of solace, the place where I ended up became my prison. Though I freed myself from my sad plight, I became sadder. I built bars that is now trapping my body and entered a glass jar that is trapping my soul.

Toiling to survive with meaningless existence, true love never showed its presence. This is not regrettable since it was a choice but the endless struggles to belong, to be received as a person and having good intentions for others fell short of people's expectations. I am tired of walking. I am to give up.

The sunset is about to come and I will embrace it with acceptance since there is no other way to do so. But if this sunset is just a preview of what's to transpire next, then I am asking to extend the sunrise so that I can gather more achievements in life, whether for myself or for others. If I will be able to extend the days of sunlight, then I will still bring glory to whatever I do and continue to be a better person for myself and for my family and friends. If the sunset of my life will make itself pause, then whatever I need to fulfill will be done today, now.

And for this revelation, a number of people both friends and acquaintances, gave their share of where I should be heading. 

"We're here for a purpose." - Josh

"Please do not wish for it. If it's time, it's time." - Geosef

"To know our purpose, we should ask the Creator." - Overthinker

"Enjoy your life and seek God." - Ms. Joy

"You still have a purpose that's why you're alive and kicking!" - Fiel

"You are lacking a piece of your life's puzzle. Go and find it!" - Ms. Balut

"You are still alive for a purpose." - Yccos

"Like you, I am ready to go but still with one more thing to accomplish." - Rix

"I hope we can realize the best missions in life for another chapter." - Ric

"Some of us really get caught at the same point you're in." - Olivr

"Each day we live is an opportunity for us to be a better person, to serve other and love God." - Jossie

"You are so blessed to have been able to do much and I am sure you will receive many more blessings not only for your own accomplishment but for you to be able to give more." - Pen

"Always think of a glass half full rather than half empty. It gave me a totally different perspective in life and hopefully upon reflection make you feel not "tired" but enthusistic of what lies ahead in life." - Ely

"I am your silent follower, reading your blog and wishing you are doing great." - Aboutambot

"When life gives you free stuff, take it and run!" - Diana

So that when the sunset of my life will dawn on my existence, then I can smile and be proud of all the work and support to the underprivileged, the people in need, the teachers I mentored, and the children whom I became part of their lives. I can say, I am fulfilled. I can then utter, my work is done.

Thank you for all your kind words.

The Secret of My Garden

I was doing the garden, repotting and trimming branches when my friend called from Australia. Then while speaking with her on the phone, the wind suddenly came and the pitter patter of rain became tapping sounds on the roof. It was mother nature's time to do her job.

With my busy schedule, Sunday is the only day of the week that I can actually sit down and dig into the dirt. The plants are continuously growing so as their needs.

A walk in the garden after a hard's day work is welcoming.

One day, after a gruelling day at school, I went home and was gladly surprised to see something near the door of my home. It was a snakeskin, shed and rubbed off while it was crawling. My garden is a wonderful abode for creatures so I am blessed with critters and creepers.

Knowing that animals choose to live in the garden shows how healthy the surrounding is.

One faithful companion I have is my poodle. She is the apple of my eye and the destroyer of everything inside my house. Yet when she visits the garden (when allowed to roam), she usually run around the grass in circular motion then starts exploring her surroundings. She is often running after frogs or the occasional Siamese cats venturing the grass area.

A simple gift of exuberance and joy!

When one person can plant and grow a garden; maintain a healthy surrounding for growth and living; and take care of a pet in his life time, he shows a sense of responsibility, appreciation and patience.