Mis Istorias

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It was late in the morning of 6th in April. Birds kept on chirping, roosters' cocking seemed to be continuous, bamboo trees are dancing along with the gentle wind and making some soothing sound from the rubbing of their branches and leaves against one another and some noises are being heard from cassettes being played by the neighborhood, chattering sounds of some few people and crying of a baby.
  All is well, I say. I looked up the sky.
"Humid." I uttered after seeing the clouds turning into light grey of shades.
I am walking along the grassy land which I had been doing since then every time I manage to wake up every morning.
As I was walking, I saw something that caught my attention. It was the flash news being streamed on the TV.
"An advocate of women's rights doing a rally against the inequality of the government's treatment towards women."
  That was the news headline. I was just standing on the place where I stopped which happened to be in front of a store. I scoffed due to the act of defiance which was really a clear stupidity.

"Tama yan! Dapat lang talaga pantay pantay lahat! Eh ano naman kung babae diba?"

"Oo nga! Kaya naman nating gawin ang ginagawa nila ahh? Bakit hindi?"

"Tsaka. Kaya nating mabuhay ng walang mga lalaki! Sus! Sila pa talaga kakailanganin natin? O baka naman sila ang kailangan tayo?"

And both of them laughed like retarded crazy hag. I just shrugged those words off and decided to buy a sachet of coffee.

"Ay bes may gwapo."

I overheard the other girl whispering from the girl beside her. I mentally killed 'em.
After I've bought what I want I start walking my way back home, it seems like I have lost my mood by just hearing those pointless claims. I am almost... Almost there when a bitch cat called me... I stopped walking then faced 'em

"Taga san ka, pogi?"

"Would that really matter to you, lady?"
Tanong ko sa kanya.
"You just said awhile ago you, women, don't need us, men. Then what's with the sudden change of heart, bhusey?"

I saw her gulped and taken a back and so as her "friend."
I stepped forward to go near them.

"Hindi naman sa ganun--"

"Really?"

"O-oo! Nagbibiro--"

"Alam nyo kasi, kayong mga babae kung anu-ano pinaglalaban ninyo. Kesyo gan'to, kesyo gan'yan. Hindi niyo naman alam ang hirap naming mga lalaki. Gusto niyo pantay-pantay ang pagtingin sa'nyo, walang lalaki o babae. Pero kung babae ang magtatrabaho sa pamilya sasabihin niyo naman " dapat lalaki ang nagtatarbaho--" di'ba? Para kayong mga tanga sa mga pinaglalaban n'yong puro kabobohan. Pahalagahan niyo yang pagkababae niyo, di n'yo alam hanggang saan aabot yang mga kahunghangan n'yo. Baka dumating ang araw at makuha ninyo yang ekwalidad ninyo at magsisi kayo."

I told them then left them dumbfounded. I, on the other hand, never thought I'd be speaking like that. Like, I was so cool back there! But anyhow, come to think of it, why won't those women love their roles? They've been brain washed by the ideals and perspectives of those powerful retarded hoomans. Equality isn't a solution, it'll  cause so much complication instead. There are so much things to be considered, humans wouldn't be classified as man and woman for nothing. They are made to play their roles. Bound to be together. Act as what they are.
  Man. Doesn't mean you look masculine and act masculine you're already a man. You have to be well mannered, gentleman, nice, composed bla blahs! You have to be nearly perfect but that'd be impossible. Even the nicest male can never be called a man because of his own nature. Human nature. To be as brittle as the glass.
Woman. Doesn't mean you're feminine you're a woman already. Just like a man, you have to consider so many things to be called a "woman."
All in all, if we'll base on how humans set their standard for you to be called a man or woman, no one can ever have to right to be called as one. In the end, we all are just humans. Not a man nor a woman. Just a mere humans trying to live our delusions and illusions. Trying to make them true. But sadly, we can't.
For you to be called a man or a woman. You have to be nearly perfect and that is impossible. Why? Human nature. It's hindering us. Hampering us from everything.