Mabuhay Ka, Pacquiao

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Manny “Pacman” Pacquiao (Copyrights belong to The Independent)





July 20, 2019–Manny Pacquiao remains! The forty-year-old legendary boxer rules as he defeats the ten-year younger Keith Thurman, who before the boxing bout at MGM has zero-loss record. He knocked him out in the first round, which obviously pushed the latter to fight harder until round twelve. Although the decision wasn’t unanimous, many sport analysts and sportsmen believed that it was Pacman’s night. And of course, the Filipino here (in me) agrees.


However, let me be honest with you, being a big fan of Pacquiao, I was hoping he’d retire following victory after victory. Undoubtedly, he already made a great fortune and achieved tremendous fame–he had nothing to prove more. It was out of my concern for his health. I thought of another favorite, the great late Muhammad Ali and other boxing champions and their physical challenges in their later lives. I even wondered if his wife, Jinky and their family were even worried for him at all?


But after watching him fight tonight, I realized Pacquiao is just giving in to his passion and calling. Surely he knows the risks; but he is fighting, simply because he still can. Perhaps he’s not worried of the effect on his cognitive function or overall health coz he believes that his utmost purpose, is to inspire the Filipino people and be our role model. Perhaps he doesn’t mind if one day, his body would pay the price of his success.


Our sad reality is: We came from our third world country. We are ever embattled not only by yearly calamities, but likewise of corruption and chronic politics. Unemployment and underpaid employment are embedded in our system. Many of our people have left and migrated to different countries in hopes of greener pastures. And where is Pacquiao in all of these? His success speaks of courage to pursue our dreams and what we love the most; To give our hearts to our passion and do our best; and let the Almighty take care of the rest. Also, the key to poverty is perseverance. Never to dwell–and be bitter–on what we can’t do; but to die hard–with a smile–in what we are good in doing. What a man! What a virtuous man! I am so proud of Man.


Regardless, we know our humble man’s story of a true classic rags to riches. Yet amid his hard earned fortune, Pacquiao remained God-fearing, kind and lighthearted to this day. His generosity and philanthropy are ever unquestionable. He improved many lives; from his family, to relatives and inner circle, to the people in his home town of Saranggani, and the entire Filipino citizenry.


Personally, in my journalism stint back home, I met and shook Manny’s hands when I was covering the Malacañang Palace during the time of former president Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo. I even worked with some of his publicists too. And to my greatest recollection, Pacquiao never failed to pay courtesy visit right after his bouts. He was always smiling, ever charismatic and approachable to all. What was more impressive? He wore no sign of exhaustion and never swaggering.


Lastly, to us, Filipinos around the globe, Pacquiao is a hero even before his bout with Thurman. For decades, he is a relentless achiever. He inspires his countrymen. He serves his country. He brings his people pride and glory. Even the sports community believes, he is legendary. With these being said, I think it’s long overdue to have a statue of Emmanuel Dapidran Pacquiao in gloves and short. It would be a great sight to see his monument there in Luneta with Dr. Jose Rizal, our national hero. I hope the Congress would make it happen. I hope our legislative governments would a pass a bill recognizing Pacquiao for his achievements. He deserves it. I also think he is deserving of Nobel’s Peace Prize too. Because, when Manny fights, it’s zero crime and no traffic—nationwide—in the Philippines. He deserves more than applause and hero’s welcome.





Maraming salamat, Pacquiao. Mabuhay ka!





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. . . Jack and Jill

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. . . Romeo and Juliet

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. . . Bonnie and Clyde

to hold hands while rob and kill.

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to enjoy love this fun:

Thus far, the icing on your nose is the sweetest one

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A Mountain, a Poem—and that Sense of Gratitude

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Bouquet of flowers from my Aloha Sunshine Tours ohana: Thank you Jessica and everyone at AST!





Dearest,

I have not returned any of your generosity for the past two weeks due to a medical condition–forgive me. Thanks for your patience and kind understanding.

Anyhow, I just got discharged from a hospital in Kaneohe. And believe it or not; I am thankful for being there in the past ten days and for lots of reasons:

Topping all, I got to wake up seeing the Koolau Mountain, which is one of the most beautiful things here, in Oahu. Feel free to check it out:

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Next, I met genuinely wonderful people who encouraged and lift me up. We exchanged stories, shared bits of our struggles and our coping plans. I thought it was special. But what I was amazed of really, was in simple activities, we dealt with a great amount of drama in graceful ways.

I also attended therapeutic activities: we got into arts; from coloring to drawing—we collaborated. In the end, I met and bonded with a darling named Idin, a golden retriever, who was so sweet and gentle.

Lastly, the unifying thread in all of these, is the generosity of time well spent to meaningful moments. Although I lose payroll hours and I might not able to keep my job—I am very thankful for this recent confinement for its spiritual worth.

Finally, I love you guys. I am always grateful for your wonderful company–Thank you! I’ll see you in yours shortly.

Aloha,

Aina







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Caught Between the Moon and B. C.

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Quick press on home to summon Siri:

“Best of the City,”






From Google to cherished faculties:


Three-hundred-sixty

degrees in Capilano Bridge at six-thirty,

to find the greenest spot for selfie.

It’s quite a challenge for two ordinary

Orientals to take the best selfies:

One so tall and one too tiny—

stick ain’t gonna work really.



Roasted pistachios, cashews, and hickories

to feed the fur flies at Stanley

and him, who is genuinely happy.



When the violin plays as Gondola reaches Grouse summit,

her joy is brighter than all of the lights in the city.



A walk at cobblestoned Gassy

ended at the clock tower

with busses here and there

—and lots of “crazy.”








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Psst Bughaw na Langit

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(Courtesy of AllFreeDownload.com)








Ang kahapon natin, daig pa si Ninoy
sa pangangalumbaba.



Isang batang pinagkaitan ng lollipop
at lobo—
Hindi tuloy sya natutong mangarap.
Hindi nya tuloy nalaman
ang pag-asang dala ng bukas.



Isang ibong pinagkalooban ng pakpak
subalit bali mula’t sapul-
kaya’t tanaw tanawan lamang ang paglipad ng iba;
kaya’t pahuni-huni’t
lihim—na—pagiyak—lamang—
ang—tanging—kaya.



Tanong:
Ano bang meron sila?
May naiwan ba ako sa matres ng nanay ko
Kaya ako ganito?
Bakit ba parang napakalaking kasalanan
Maging ako?
Psst. . . bughaw na ulap,
Sagutin mo nga ako.
Kilala mo naman ako;
Pareho naman tayo.





Line-by-line Translation (Not verbatim)






Blue Sky






Our yesterday is way notorious than Ninoy
in coddling melancholy.



It’s but a child deprived of lollipop
and balloon—
never knowing how to dream;
never knowing
the hope that tomorrow brings.



It’s but a bird born with wings
but fractured ever since—
stuck in Indian sit watching others spread theirs,
softly crying
deep within
constrained of ways and means.



Question:
What do they have?
Did I forget anything in my mother’s womb
That I am like this?
Why does it seems so wrong
To be me?
Psst. . . blue sky,
Answer me.
You know me anyway;
We’re the same anyway.








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