Blog Fifty: Forever & Ever After
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“Cirrus!” bungad ko sa kanya noong nadatnan ko siyang nakahiga sa damuhan sa open field. “Are you okay?”
He opened one eye. “Bakit naman hindi?”
“Eh kasi yesterday, ‘di ba? I mean, you jumped out of the way para makaiwas sa motorcycle. Were you hurt or something?”
“Gasgas, meron. Malayo sa butika kaya ayos lang,” he answered sleepily.
“Cirrus! I’m not kidding! Can you be serious for once?” I snapped.
“Hindi naman ako mahilig magbiro,” he replied.
Tumabi ako sa kanya. “Seriously, ha, ayos ka lang talaga?”
“Oo.”
I sighed. “That’s good, then. Sino ba kasi ‘yun? Parang narinig ko kahapon, kilala niyo raw?”
He nodded, but made no further comments.
Hindi ko na siya kinulit. Instead, I pulled out an empty transparent jar and tiny origami papers. I started folding paper cranes. It has become a habit of mine to relax by folding paper cranes. In fairness, it helps.
And I really need to relax now. Why? Ewan. I just feel overwhelmed with everything that is happening around me. Sobrang overwhelming ng pakiramdam. Parang gusto kong lumipad eh… lumipad katulad ng mga ibon… lumipad papalayo just to get away from this overwhelming feeling.
Para kasing sabay-sabay ‘yung mga pangyayari lately. ‘Yung mga nararamdaman ko… ‘yung mga nalalaman ko… masyadong overwhelming.
Hindi naman ako nasasakal. I mean, hindi naman umabot sa puntong feeling ko eh nasasakal ako, pero nao-overwhelm ako.
I really just want to escape kahit ngayon lang.
Mabuti na lang I discovered this form of relaxation—folding tiny paper cranes.
“Mahilig ka na rin palang gumawa niyan,” biglang sabi ni Cirrus.
I looked up and smiled at him. “I know, right?”
“Pareho kayo ng kapatid ko.”
I blinked. “Huh? Oh, right. Cyber. I heard he also likes folding paper cranes. Ikaw rin, ‘di ba?”
“Sakto lang.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Sakto lang? Akala ko mahilig ka rin gumawa nito?”
“Hindi naman. Sakto lang. Ikaw, kailan ka pa nahilig gumawa niyan?”
“That day.”
“Huh?”
“You know, that day when paper cranes fell from the sky?”
He nodded. “Oo, natatandaan ko ‘yun.”
I smiled again. “Ang dami niyon, Cirrus, paano mo ginawa lahat ‘yun? I mean, nag-usap pa tayo bago mo ginawang confetti ‘yung mga tiny paper cranes, ‘di ba?”
“Hindi ako ang gumawa ng mga iyon.”
I blinked. “Excuse me? Wait, pareho ba tayo ng tinutukoy na araw? I’m talking about the day noong pinapakuha ko sa’yo ‘yung bird sa puno, but you folded a paper crane out of the paper I threw at you instead.”
He nodded. “Oo, natatandaan ko nga ang araw na iyon.”
I nodded, too. “Exactly. And the tiny paper cranes that fell from the sky—”
