A Letter For sir~

Dear sir,

I'm feeling terribly wrong that I'm writing to you only now after a long period of silence. Having said that, I've never felt too far away from you ever and my friends back home at all since I do occasionally receive news about your well-being from my family and friends who have visited you.

I was literally on my life roller coaster ever since I decided to take chance and leave for the States in December, 2008. Last year was a bumpy ride for me. But along the way things have gotten better until I could not ask for more and right now I'm working in this small boutique hotel situated right in downtown Los Angeles (40 minutes drive from my sister) as a Front Desk Agent and this will, I'm sure, continue for at least a year until I am granted as a permanent resident. With the status I'd be able to get into one of the universities with the local fees and some financial aids.

Ever since I got here in the States, I've met with some of your ex-students. They all are doing fine and you are always in our conversation everytime we hang out.

Sometimes sir, I do wish to be back all over again in your classroom. I am pretty sure I will not stop talking not that I had been the quiet one all along back in class those days as well. =) But the idea of it just gives me a whole new perspective on how I shouldn't have attempted to avoid discussions or essay days =). You have somehow managed to give all of us a kind of distinctiveness in the crowd in terms of the language that you make us fall in love with. I'll always be grateful to you for that.

I will write to you very soon again and please do take care sir.

With regards.

Catching the Light

When I was a little boy, mom and dad made me go to all those wedding receptions dressing me up in my best little outfit possible. I always loved to see the brides and grooms being in the center of attention. People would always ask me when I will get married and I never failed to answer them back, in the most serious note "honestly and proudly", that I would be a single guy just like my dad. I did not understand why people laughed at my statement. I was one proud kid to be just like his own dad who he thought was single. Didn't we all think what we believed was true and weren't we all chasing our own lights?

I am not that naive little kid anymore after two decades had passed and yet it still makes me wonder why I am still catching my own light! May be I am still scared of the dark. It was the literal darkness during my childhood days that I was scared of but the context of light and darkness expands as years pass by. I never did, do not still and will never be able to understand what is right, and wrong where the light that I try to chase would be something others are trying to get away from.

I am never able to tell a star's history yet I still chase the twinkling brightness from above which had traveled down its journey of millions of years just to shine on me this particular night regardless of its own existence to this day as I speak.