Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Makati Diaries 4: A Day Before New Year

i am 70% thankful
and 30% unthankful

the thankful side is that i have the opportunity to earn what i've spent for the holidays.
and that also mean -- no vacation (yes, this is included in the 70% thankful)

for the unthankful part, it is when i dont have the time to shop-- that meant trudging divisoria
in the evening, rushing to the mall before it closes, bearing the apartment's utter silence since
people are having their holiday spree. oh i forgot.. i just sleep when i got home after a night out.
i better change my rate to 80% and 20% respectively.

today, almost all stores are closed in makati so me and two of my seniors have to walk all
the way to greenbelt to have lunch. Bonding. Makati was such a lonely sight. Ayala Avenue
was closed to make way for the lighting setup in preparation for tomorrows New Year celeb.
Like the one we see in U.S. where people gather in the streets i.e New York and make a
countdown sortee. Only few people. Thank God Greenbelt is open.

Next year when i come back here on my new slacks and heeled shoes,
the air would be different.
It's a brand new start.
although, the inevitable routinary life--
Boil water
Collorum fx lines
Underpass crowd
work drag
single mom-like
expect opportunities
take chances
lose
win
laugh
cry
love
be in love
**sigh

Its the age where we are experiencing the mid-life crisis.
we start to realize that there are a lot of things about us that we don't know
or may not like (so the author says). We get scared. We don't know where we are.
oh well, In two days, those born in 1981 (i'm in!) will have a good year. Hey! it's the year of the rooster. (psychic me)
Let's breath in the luck!

Happy New year to all



---Thu, 30 Dec 2004 11:40:35 +0000 (GMT), my table, Arup Office

Makati Diaries 1: One fine Saturday



its the matutinal scenery..
you wake up and automatically heat water for your morning bath..

press your clothes though undecided really what to wear.

no breakfast
you brush your teeth to take away your morning halitosis..

a little make up from there atop with a corporate look
and off you go carrying your backpack you didnt touch
since you arrived mid last night..

Saturdays in makati could be really lonesome
few people.. few cars.. few open buildings..
Even mr. Taho who use to be in the corner

and the candy woman is missing..

The air is sooo light and free
its llke you are on the right track up to a promising career..

the travels.. the people
it's the yuppie feeling

ahhh. office at last and you'd feel the low

humming aircon breaking your eardrums in
utter silence.. there's no really work on saturdays
but i have to come to finish some Cebu water tank,
my table's a trash, and calcs are a dozen..
(shet.. pano ko nga ba gagawin to??!)

my... how will i ever come through the day
oh Lordy help me
help me focus on my work
please take away the _____ thoughts of my recent life
my recent life.....
my recent life.....

oops, dad called and it was refreshing..

talk about the whats up and whats gonna be...
the feeling of a daughter for a father on those kinds of talks..
those kinds of talks..
on my chair and messy table and calcs
up the nth floor of a building
overlooking toxic and busy makati.....

---- Oct 9, 2004
jomaykulit@yahoo.com

Saturday, April 02, 2005

PASTA E PATATE

a poem for mother

Guadagnavi soldi sola (you used to earn money alone)
E di mattini freddi benedetti preparavi (and in blessed cold morning you prepared)
Prima degli affanni del commercio (before the struggles of the commerce)
Del clamor del giorno (of the day noise)
Pria dell’arroganza (before the arrogance)
E dell’affannosa trattativa (of the tiring dealing)
Ascosa (hidden)
Fra vetri appannati (in steamy windows)
D’alba fredda (of cold dawns)
E bollir di casseruole (and boiling of pots)
Madre mia. (Mine Mother)


Olio ed aglio (Oil and garlic)
E pomodori nostri (and our tomatoes)
E sedano e patate (and celery and potatoes)
Comprate a lire tue (bought in pesos of yours)
Nell’umido mercato. ( in the muddy market)


E grani di sale (grains of salt)
E polvere d’amore (powder of love)
E dignità e pazienza assai (dignity and patience a lot)
E sacrificio (and sacrifice)
E impegno (and devotion)
E amore, (and love)
Amore, (love)
Amore. (love)



(maggio 2004)