Nasa ROYGBIV ba ang paboritong kulay mo?

Red – Orange – Yellow – Green – Blue – Indigo – Violet

Pagkatapos ng mahabang ulan, may pitong kulay na biglang susulpot sa kalangitan na syang magsisilbing tanda na may pag asa sa bawat pasakit.

Sabi sa lumang kasulatan, ang bahag hari daw ang simbolong ibinigay ng Diyos sa atin bilang tanda na hindi na nya muli pang sisirain ang daigdig. Mula noon ay naging simbulo na ito ng pag asa para sa lahat. Naging simbulo din ito ng mga bading. Ewan ko pero kapag gay pride ang daming rainbows eh. Sabi nga nung isang text na natanggap ko:

San Pedro: Mga bakla, hindi kayo pwede dito sa langit.

Mga bakla: Ok lng yun San Pedro, dito na lang kme sa rainbow, mag slide-slide.

Pero kung iisiping mabuti, ang paglitaw ng bahag-hari ay parang sa pag-ibig din lang.

Pagkatapos ng isang malupit na kabiguan, pagkatapos ng isang matinding hiwalayan, pagkatapos ng pamamaalam, may mga tao pang pwedeng paglaanan ng iyong oras at wagas na pagmamahal. Hindi naman dapat matapos ang buhay sa break up o sa divorce. Hindi naman katapusan ang pagka annul ng isang kasal.

Kagaya ng bahag hari, parating mag bagong pag asang hatid ang pagtila ng ulan. Dahil sa oras na isinara mo na ang iyong payong, may pitong kulay na biglang susulpot sa kalangitan na syang magsisilbing tanda na padating na ang bagong pag-asa.

Yun nga lang, ang problema, kadalasan sa dami ng kulay na pwedeng pagpilian, yung dati pa ring kulay ang paborito mo.

At ang kulay na paborito mo ay wala sa ROYGBIV.

Ikaw, ang paboritong kulay mo ba ay nasa ROYGBIV?

RAINBOWS

As kids we are taught that a rainbow has seven colors. But as we grow older, we realize that there are other shades, hues and subtleties that are not taught to us.

Now, they remain unnamed.

But as we grow older, the more colors we see in a rainbow.

As we go on with life, we realize that scholars’ teachings are, in most cases, far from what reality has to say.

Like a rainbow, life is full of complexities.

Life is full of variations.

And the further and deeper we go through it, the more colors we see.

I pray that we find understanding when we are faced with division, and may we be dominated by equality when we discover difference.

This blog is a tribute to unity in diversity, dignity and a celebration of life.

For a moment, I seriously thought about discontinuing this blog for some obvious reasons. First, people are not reading them anyway. Second, I don’t think it’s serving its purpose. I only make people sad, which is far from what I envisioned my posts to be. Lastly, I always receive nasty comments from anonymous judgmental people.

But then again, I always remember what my mother tells me when I was still a kid. She would hold me in her arms and would tell me this: “Remember this, you have got to believe in yourself. Ignore those who try to discourage you. Don’t give up and don’t give in. Dare to speak your mind. Dare to make a difference. Dare to love… Because in the end it will be okay, and if it’s not okay, it’s not the end”

And she would tuck me to bed and kiss me good night. My mom tells me this every single night from kindergarten to fourth grade to junior high. I grew up living those words… well, sometimes…

If only for my mom, I would have long stopped writing. I would have long given up on my dream as a writer.

But just like the rainbow, which symbolizes hope in the bible, I will always be here…

After the rain…

After the storm…

I will be here… and no one’s stopping me.

Not you… yes, you.

Not even you.

I write to express not to impress.