a definition of love

"In love, no one can harm anyone else; we are each one of us responsible for our own feelings and cannot blame someone else for what we feel... I am convinced that no one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone. That is the true experience of freedom: having the most important thing in the world without owning it."

(Eleven Minutes, Paulo Coelho)

When do you know that you are finally in love? Do you realize it or do you just feel it? How does it truly feel? Does it have to make sense?

I was once told that I know nothing about falling in love because I haven’t experienced it yet. The books, the movies I have seen are not enough for me to even try to talk about what love is. At that moment, I shrugged and remained silent. My silence seemed to send a signal saying that I accept what I have been told.

When I look back at that moment, I know I felt differently and that I had an answer in mind. Not that it mattered at that time because I know people have different opinions and there’s no point arguing. Yet it haunts me. Every time I remember that moment, I want to explain myself, not to that person, but more to assure myself that it is okay for me to talk about love, or anything else that mattered to me.

Is it not falling in love when you are not in anyway committed to that person? Is it not falling in love when you feel it even if you’re contented seeing that person from afar? Is it not falling in love when you dream of being with someone, you feel secured, loved and imagine how this someone completes you? Is it not falling in love when you feel it even if most of the time it does not make sense why you feel that way?

Are couples the only ones who fall in love?

Perhaps my answers to these questions won’t change the view of the person who once told me that I know nothing about love. How can that person say that I haven’t fallen in love yet?

Perhaps I fell in love once.

Perhaps I haven’t.

Yet I still believe that inside the books that I have read, the movies I have seen, I caught a glimpse of what falling in love is and whenever I feel the urge to speak about it, no one should stop me because no one owns the sole right to define what falling in love is. We are free to talk about falling in love.

We are.

We should be.

Liking what Paulo said

"As we empty our minds of old stories, a new space opens up, a mysterious feeling of joy slips in, our intuitions grow sharper, we become braver, take more risks, do things which might be right or wrong, we can't be sure, but we do them anyway."
(The Zahir, Paulo Coelho)

I always thought that talking about what happened in the past will only make me want to hold on. The more I talk about it, the more it sticks into my mind. That if I talk about it, I will feel the same way again. I will be transported back in those moments that I keep trying to forget.

But lately, I found out that it's not always the case. I talked about what I felt on and on and now I find myself seeing what happened as what it really should be, that is, a part of my past. I see it as an old story. Sometimes I even feel like it wasn't my story anymore, it was someone else, someone else I may or may not know.

Still, there are old stories that I want to remember as mine. Because I am afraid that if I don't remind myself, I wouldn't be me anymore.

(I know I told you I won't write this way here again. And I did, for the past month. But posted above is a taste of what I write about on my xanga. This might be the last post I will copy from my xanga. I'll try to keep this blog and my xanga blog separate from now on.)

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Oo nga pala, last last Sunday nanood ako ng Going Bulilit. Panalo sina Ping at Pong, pati ang spoof ng Matanglawin... Batanglawin with Kuya Kimco. Pero miss ko na sina Hopia, Kiray at John. Buti meron pa sina Igi Boy, Sharlyn, Nash at Kobi. At dahil natuwa ako masyado, narito ang sample ng palabas:

Basti: Kuya Dagul, wag ka lalapit sa mga unggoy ha?
Dagul: Bakit Basti, para safe din ako?
Basti: Hindi, baka hindi na kita makilala.

Haha. ;p

Hindi ito karugtong ng napanood ko sa Going Bulilit pero gusto ko lang talagang ilagay dito:

Mahilig akong mangolekta ng mga quotes na nakaka-agaw ng atensyon ko. Katunayan nga, meron akong notebook kung saan nakalista ang mga ito. Pero kaninang wala akong magawa, naisipan kong palitan ang iba sa mga ito:

"We'll cross the bridge, when there's a bridge."

"When it rains, tanggalin mo yung sampay sa labas!"

Tingnang mabuti ang susunod na larawan:

Dahil dito, iiwanan ko kayo ng Joanna's Quote of the Day:

"Ang guwapo niya, naiiyak ako."

PAHABOL: Hindi ko siya crush. Katatapos ko lang mapanood ang Hello My Teacher! na Korean drama. At nanood lang kasi ako kanina ng movie niya kasama si Kim Sun Ah a.k.a. Kim Sam Soon at bigla ko na lang nabanggit ang linya sa itaas. Ewan ko ba pero alam ko gaya ng dati, lilipas din ito. Makahanap nga ng bagong Korean drama na mapapanood.