Around X years ago, children were born to loving parents. In a hospital in Quezon City, doctors taking up their residency program are delivering a record number of babies. 10 minutes from now the next Hitler will be conceived a few minutes later, the next Ninoy Aquino. Seconds ago, a new dad could not help but cry as he held the hands of his precious angel for the first time.
Right now some a teenager is jumping for joy because his crush called him by his name, a few blocks away a girl is being comforted by her bff after finding out that she was being cheated on by her boyfriend. In some obscure town in the southern United States some rednecks are harassing a store owner of different color, right at the same time children are being traded across Asia and Eastern Europe. 10 days from now, a man will discover what it means to love after a year or two of heartbreak. Seconds ago, a guy discovers that his latest conquest was playing a “Crying Game” on him. More than a year ago, a man braved the cold waters of a mighty flood to save as much people as he could, in the end he was unable to save his own. An hour ago, a disillusioned writer tried to write again.
Two days ago a little girl passed- away due to lupus. About a week ago, somewhere across the pacific a woman shy of turning 75 died due to a rupture in her intestines. Somewhere in countless battlefields a soldier will breath his last after fighting a war not necessarily his own. In a dark alley in Manila someone is being hacked to death after a drunken quarrel with his long time friends. In a discreet clinic, the future doctor who would have discovered the cure for all types of cancer was aborted at the same time as several would-be-leaders who would have been able to accomplish world peace. In many parts of the world , a family is praying for a miracle that their son, daughter, brother, sister , husband, wife, parent would wake up and be healed.
Somewhere in between the fleeting moment of birth and death is life. This moment seems to short to spend it needlessly hating, not loving enough. I guess that at one point or another we tend to forget about how short life actually is...
I was born around 31 years ago to loving parents;
I will move from this life X years from now;
Somewhere in between I will live my life, hopefully to the fullest...
