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Thursday, January 22, 2015

Tears were shed for a Stranger

            A day I think I wouldn’t care. I was thinking about what things I should do. Facing my laptop, right hand on my cheek, I kept thinking what I need. The sudden urge to go out of the house crept in my body. I ask my father to accompany me at the market and buy what I think I need. The outside world seemed rather unfamiliar and too bright for my eyes. Chatting with my father on the way made me feel comfortable and a little excited.
            The surroundings made me feel aware. That this day, this day is a special day. I just didn’t notice. Everywhere I turn my head, I see his face. There were traces of him on the road. Everybody is talking about him. I didn’t care. What’s the rush?, I thought. It’s just him, my mind told me.
            Reaching the house I’ve lived for eight years already, I felt safe and relieved. My body relaxed as I opened the door. The hollowed hall was silent. Almost no sound was produced. Then I heard voices from the television. My mother had been watching and waiting. She even turned off the electric fan and lit a candle. He’s already here, she said. My insides started to boil and I feel excitement I never felt before. I saw him. He’s looking out the window. Joy crept inside me.
            As I saw his round smiling face, a tear fell on my cheek and I don’t even know why. Gripping on the pillow beside me, I simply wiped my tears away. I can’t explain the feeling. Something in him made me want to believe. He made me feel that there’s hope. He made me want to change. But the surprising fact is, I don’t even know him, personally. Quietly, I watched his entrance. Even the strong wind couldn’t stop his virtue. A wide smile formed on my lips. I tried to stop my tears, I really did, but too bad the feeling is just too strong for me to fight it.
            I’ve lived for fifteen years and this is the first time I cried for someone I don’t know, for someone I didn’t care about. But he, he made my tears burst out my eyes. They are not tears for disappointment and sorrow but tears for a new beginning and a new start. This made me set my mind to do what I should do, and act that like I should have long ago.
            With this new hope I obtained, I started to look at my life the way I should have, realistic but with positive view. I started getting my body to work as it should and I could sense that this will be the start of a new journey on a road I decided to walk on to. Knowing that he cares, it motivated me to continue the harsh journey of reaching my desires.
            I couldn’t believe my eyes when he stepped out of that white plane decorated by the flags of the Philippines and the Papal Seal. The pope is here. Pope Francis spent a few days here, in the Philippines. He is the pope who brought the Filipinos in one. The pope who made dangerous people seem trustworthy just for that four. He is the pope who challenged the Filipinos to change their ways for better living.


            In just a matter of minutes, he made me feel different emotions at the same time. His visit here brought light to my life that will always remind me to work harder. Because of his words, my mind enlightened on how I should treat other people and also, to give importance to God. I am looking forward to his return and I hope that his words and presence gave hope and motivation to other people like its effect on me.

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