What if there is a world where there is no hunger, pollution, corruption and discrimination? What if this world can give the life of the starving and dying citizens of the Philippines been wanting for?
A place we can call Utopia or the desired socie...
NANG imulat ko ang aking mga mata, na-disorient ako sa pagbungad ng imahe ng paligid.
Where the hell am I?
Bumangon ako at mahinang napaungol nang mapahimas sa aking batok at maramdaman na naroon pa rin ang naiwang sakit ng pagkakahampas sa akin. Unti-unti, inilibot ko ang paningin sa silid na kinaroroonan ko. It was a fully-furnished room with the mixed color of gray and white. It was elegant enough to conclude that the owner is very wealthy and living his luxurious life.
What a brag.
Doon ko lang din napansin na may nakaupo sa gilid ng kama na kinaroroonan ko at pirming nagbabasa ng libro. It was a book about plants.
Maagap akong napalunok nang kalmado nitong iniangat ang ulo at tumingin diretso sa mga mata ko.
Is he a foreigner? He has the coolest gray eyes I've ever seen. I've read online that it is rare to have it. Even the foreigners in my school don't have those eyes.
"Finally, you're awake," he casually said as he closed the book. "I know you have millions of questions to ask but for now, let's grab something to eat. I'm starving." he stood up and walk through the door.
Did he just wait for me to wake up?
"Come on. You need to eat. You're asleep for about two days already." he said when I didn't bulge to move in my location.
I was slightly panicked. "What?! How did that happen?" I asked while I get out of the bed. I wore the fluffy flip flops from the floor as I stood up.
I heard the knob when he opened the door and I nonchalantly followed him as we go outside.
"I apologize for what happened. He was too impulsive to act that way. Don't worry, he will apologize himself to you when we got downstairs." sabi niya habang nakapamulsang naglalakad sa mahabang pasilyo na tinatahak namin.
Hindi ko masyado naintindihan ang sinasabi niya nang mapatingin ako sa mga nadadaanan namin. Ang pasilyo ay mapagkakamalan mong hinango mula sa disenyo noong Victorian Era dahil sa magarbong palamuti sa paligid kasabay ng mga paintings na nakasabit sa pader kung saan nadaraanan namin.
Napansin ko ang mga sumunod na frames. Self-portraits ito ng mga tao na kung titingnan ay mukhang masama ang loob nang kuhanan ng litrato dahil sa walang makitang kahit anong katiting na ngiti sa mga labi nito. All their eyes are screaming power and intelligence habang nakaprenteng nakaupo sa isang magarbong single couch. They are all men and it's really giving me the Victorian Era.
"Are you listening?" the man stopped walking when he noticed that my attention is not on him.
I was embarrassed when I realized that he's been blabbering things and here I am, looking like a lost child.
This place is giving me the shock that I forgot what was the reason I'm here.
I composed myself and act what I always was. "I'm sorry. What was that again?" I blandly asked.
He just stared at me for seconds then turned his back to continue walking.
Weird. Nag-sorry na nga.
Nang makarating kami sa dulo ng sa akala ko'y walang hanggang pasilyo, namangha ulit ako sa nakita ko.
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