A Short Story
Sun rises, orange with blue sky, the husband will go back to meet his wife. He stands in the colorful ancient ginakit boat. He was the son of the muslim tribal chieftains in Mindanao. It was pre-colonial period.
He always remember those vintage memories when he and his wife was just young like new rising grasses in the land. He will play an instrument when she was sad, it's the comforting sound of kudyapi. Then, she will wife her tears and embrace him, she will dance while he played kudyapi. During festivals in Northern Mindanao, where the woman lived, they will wear panika and hinabol hand-woven by her.
They like to travel a lot and visit Visayas where they both made capiz and dance carinosa. People in there also taught them on how to make patadyong. They listen to the "Tales from the Mouth of Halawod River" also known as hinalawod. They put the capiz inside the pagrara ( basket made of bamboo).
When they went into Central Visayas, the man court the girl while playing guitar that he borrowed from the fisherman. She accepted his proposal and in the morning, they both performed kuradang (a wedding dance).
Days passed by, they always still travel and now they're in Eastern Visayas. Spent their eight days trying to make basey mats as their gift for each other, performing tinikling and kuratsa. Their love for each other never fades the way they love art forms.
Their names we're widely known as the 'art lovers' for they went all around Visayas and Mindanao just to learn and share different art forms. The girl decided to go back to their land to teach their people about the things they knew however, the man decided to continue his journey for he wants to surprise her a gift a bunga sama ( highest form of Yakan weaving that represents the patterns of the universe). The girl sang dandasoy while bading goodbye to her husband.
Three months later, the husband is now going home riding ginakit boat to meet his wife. He was excited to give her precious gift. He arrived at their balay (house) and played his kudyapi but nobody came out. He hurriedly entered however his wife was now cold and no sound of her heart beat. She was dead! Their house was full of basey mat 27 of them with poems of each one about how she loved and long for him. He put the bunga sama on her hand and played kudyapi forever, until he dies.
Short story po yan about sa contemporary arts in the Visayas and Mindanao. Sana magustuhan niyo. PS. Walang happy ending.
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