Prologue
Ang kulay ng lupa, tubig, langit, ulap at mga dahon ay umiikot lang sa kulay na itinalaga sa kanila ng nasa taas.
Some changes because of the weather. Just like how the leaves changes when it's autumn.
Clouds turns gray when it's about to rain. The colors of skies when the sun sets and when it rises. But eventually, it won't change the fact that they'll only stick to their own colors.
To the colors assigned to them by Him. Blue, white, green and brown.
Flowers...
How about the flowers?
A calden wind blew to my ears.
Huminga ako ng malalim at tahimik na nag-isip.
Flowers?
They are special. They have so many colors that could make us enamored effortlessly. They are made by Him to send tranquility to people. Its presence gives us comfort and compassion. . .
They also have their own meanings. Each has one. Tila ba ginawa sila kasing-tulad sa mga tao.
We're all different from each other but we're all called a human. . . and we all came from Him.
Flowers are from seed. . . and the same as humans, they're also from Him but they are made for us.
Humans are made. . . for each other.
I suspired silently then I looked at the sky when I remembered someone.
I smiled bitterly.
Why am I even thinking about him?
Napailing ako. He's not made for me.
"Raquelle! Meryenda ka na!" Sigaw ni Ruco, kaibigan ko.
Ikinaway ko lang ang aking kamay at hindi siya nilingon. Nanatili lamang akong nakatingin sa kalangitan habang may multo ng ngiti sa labi. I am smiling again without my notice.
We'll, it's because of the sky.
It's beautiful. The nature is so beautiful.
Mula sa malaking kubo sa gitna ng aming plantasyon ay tanaw na tanaw ko ang malawak naming lupain. Our vast terrains that has a lot of planted flowers. Different kinds of flowers I've never appreciated before.
Hindi ko alam na ang makapagpapabago lang sa aking isip ay ang mga paru-parong lumilipad ng malaya, ang mga ibon na nagsisiawitan tuwing tanghali, ang bawat pagsabay ng tangkay ng mga bulaklak tuwing umiihip ang preskong hangin, ang mga trabahador na masaya sa ginagawa at ang. . . pagiging mag-isa sa buhay.
So this is our propitious land huh? Inayawan ko man noon pero ngayon ay handa na akong yakapin at palaguin.
Living alone was quite hard. Naalala ko pa iyong mga panahong labis ang pagbibigay ni Mommy ng atensiyon dito. Siguro ay dahil sobra siyang nabighani sa gandang taglay nito na noon ay hinding-hindi ko naiintindihan.
Now, realization hit me hard to the core.
Nagbuga ulit ako ng hangin. I shook my head to erase the thought.
I need to move forward. Why would I stuck myself in the past? The past that I could never bring back.
But memories can. . .
"'Yong meryenda mauubusan ka na!" ulit ni Ruco.
Humalakhak ako at ikinaway ang aking kamay.
"Susunod ako!" pabalik kong sigaw.
