Heartbreak
I love GMA 7's campaign for voting wisely. I love the commercials because they break my heart everytime. I have to stifle my sobs. They hit close to home. That of the barrio doctor who had to take up Nursing and work abroad far away from his family in the Philippines, the lola whose grandson got jailed after being mistaken for a bag snatcher and the handicapped artist who lost his home after a demolition. The thought of fellow Filipinos suffering from hunger, diseases and extreme poverty breaks my heart. I want to slap corrupt politicians silly. Knock some teeth off. Gem told me he got teary-eyed when he saw the ad with the lola and grandson in it.
Last month, the bus I rode stopped in MIA Road and under an overpass, I saw an old woman and a young boy. The old woman was sleeping on cartons laid out in the pavement and the boy took a plastic water filled with what seemed like drinking water- murky drinking water. I didn't feel lucky (the usual feeling I get when I see somebody in an unfortunate stiuation). I felt angry that people have to live in those poor conditions. Sigh, when will all the suffering end? Sometimes I feel guilty when I splurge on frappe. Yeah, I worked hard for my moolah. It just feels unfair for some people who don't get to eat complete meals daily.
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I'm watching the news while typing this post and I found out that the 16-year-old kid who got shot by a phone snatcher already passed away. I saw his picture in a news update last night. One thing I remind my brothers about being in a situation like that is to hand everything to those criminals. Not just the phones but the whole bag just to fend them off. We can always buy new phones. Anything just to be safe.
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I took this picture while waiting for the counterflow (buhos system) to end in Coastal Road. Beautiful isn't it? Such a wonderful place to be in if it weren't for the trash strewn all over the seashore.
