» Weekly Photo Challenge: Escape

Escape. Depending on your current mood and headspace, or time in your life, this word can evoke different emotions and conjure a variety of images.

Agree. What came to my mind right away were random thoughts of how I should get out from the rigors and pressures of everyday life. Once in a while we would thought of unloading, unwinding, relaxing or simply getting away from the messy world of work, the city rat race, or the routine chores of making both ends meet so-to-speak.

My favorite sports (lawn tennis) is always my first route to escape from the messy, stressful and sometimes confusing world of everyday life. Sometimes, I would go with my family soul-searching in one of our favorite mountain resorts. At other times, we go and find beach resorts where relaxing and savoring the cool water is best during the hot summer months.

Here is my first route to ESCAPE – indulging in my favorite sport, lawn tennis.

Exercise and enjoy in a more creative and beneficial manner when you escape from the rigors and pressures of everyday struggles of life.

I love this game.

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To My Friend, Lover and Wife

(Mother’s Day is a celebration honoring mothers and motherhood, maternal bonds, and the influence of mothers in society. It is celebrated on various days in many parts of the world. In the Philippines, Mother’s Day is celebrated every second Sunday of May, which falls on the 12th.

On this special occasion, I am dedicating a simple but meaningful and heartfelt poem to the love of my life – my friend, lover, wife and partner, Mrs. Jasmine Sultan Mosaid).

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On this your special day
I hope this is the better way
To make the lady of my life
Mark a love and care so rife

I know I have one who is so good
To give love and care for the brood
Having you I have no regret
Something I will never forget

Now I make it known to the world
I can search everywhere till I grow old
And will never find love laced with hue
Yes, there is no other one like you

And so to my friend, lover and wife
I offer an unconditional love all my life
And care and companionship in every way
And greet you a happy, joyful mother’s day

Happy Mother’s Day sweetheart
I love you with all my heart

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» Weekly Photo Challenge: Pattern

Well, this week’s photo challenge had opened the floodgates for interpretation. Patterns can be interpreted and/or created in a variety of ways and “patterns are everywhere”.

Indeed, it’s true. Where there is an array of shapes, colors and repetition, patterns are formed or created.

I have always considered fashion clothes as a pattern by itself. There is no better way to cover the human flesh in more creative fashion than fashion itself.

And so, for this week’s photo challenge, I have the photos below for my entry:

These are photos from one of my facebook friends. Her name is Cherry Maning. But what’s special or even unique about her? Well, she creates and models her own fashion designs. And, what more? She is also very beautiful (at least to me). Her fashion designs, tastes, color, shapes and looks made up all the beautiful patterns in all of herself.

And how Cherry makes use of color and shapes for her fashion creations are very noticeable.

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My Two-Year Old Grand-Daughter Taught Me New Shortcut on the Keyboard

For those who had not yet experienced having an ‘apo’ (grandchild), let me tell you that probably the ‘apo’ is most naughty at age two. My ‘apo’ turned two last April 5.

What would best describe a two-year old child? “At this age,” child psychologists say, “you can expect your child to put on clothing, brush her teeth with help, stack 4 to 6 blocks, combine words, know more than 50 words, use pronouns (I, me, you, mine), follow two-step commands, know her body parts, walk up steps, kick a ball, jump up, throw a ball overhead, and her speech should be half understandable.”

All true. And maybe it should be added that a two-year old at this stage is very inquisitive, quite daring and would tinker on anything within her reach. Example: my ‘apo’ would try to place her fingers into a rotating electric fan, slap me when I don’t listen to what she says or don’t understand what she wants, would beg to sit on my lap when I tinker on with my laptop, asks money from me to buy something in the nearby sari-sari (variety) store, would tend to go with anyone who gets out of the house, repeats the last word she hears from you, etc.. etc.!

Her favorite, however, whenever I leave my laptop on and go somewhere else, is to press the restart key and there goes everything that I had left for the computer to do – mostly downloading some important files from the internet.

One time, as I was making some comments to a blog post, I left the laptop to give way to a personal necessity at the comfort room. She must have celebrated at the sight of being alone and absolutely free to do what she wants with the laptop.

When I went back to resume my unfinished work with the computer, I found out that it was logged out. “No problem,” I said, “I can easily restart the computer and do a little fixing but no files would be affected; nothing to worry..”

Then everything was fixed and soon I was back to making my unfinished comments on a blog post. Then, I found out that almost half of the letters on the right side of the keyboard have malfunctioned, as in when you press the letter “M” a “0″ would appear, letter “J” gives “1″, Letter “K” gives “2″, L for 3 and so on and so forth.

I had complained to her parents to inform them that their child had done something wrong with the computer and most of the letters on the right side of the keyboard had malfunctioned. The father asked me what could be done. I told him it is not easy to repair a laptop. I had talked to a ‘technician’ before and he told me that they were not quite familiar with opening or dis-assembling the kind of laptop I have. The best that could be done, I said, is to buy an external keyboard that can be connected to the USB port.

I left the computer with a bit of frustration, though there is no way that I should get mad with my ‘apo’. She could be the worst human being on earth but she will still be the best for me. That’s how ‘apos’ get pampered by grandparents – something that woes most, if not all, apo’s parents more often or all the time. When I was in their shoes I would murmur like “kaya nga hindi na naniniwala sa amin ang mga bata e dahil ini-spoil ninyo” (That is why the children would no longer respect us because you were spoiling them. I would address these to my parents-in-law, though I could only do that discreetly in my mind when I was alone).

As usual, my son, my apo’s father, would try to do something to explore for himself how the problem might get fixed by himself, either accidentally maybe or through some kind of ingenuity or trial and error, whatever! At last he had discovered that pressing the “function” and “numlock” keys at the same time had fixed the problem. And then everything that had malfunctioned on the right side of the keyboard is now in order. As if nothing wrong had happened. It was just that easy.

Back to my ‘apo’. I was trying hard to imagine how a two-year old might have happened to accidentally press together the two keys: the “function” key is located on the lower left portion of the keyboard and the “numlock” key is located near the upper right hand corner.

Now, I was acting like a police SOCO (scene of the crime operative) trying to figure out every detail of how everything could have possibly happened. Now, I was acting like an undercover agent trying to get down to the smallest details of everything at the ‘crime scene’! Aaahh, she might had placed her left hand on the lower left hand corner of the keyboard (pressing the function key) to balance herself while she was reaching out for the restart button. And then she must have missed it and instead pressed the “numlock” key. OK, there, I got it.

Amazingly, my ‘apo’ just taught me a new short-cut on the keyboard. Pressing the “function” and “numlock” keys simultaneously makes the adjacent letters on the right side of the keyboard function like a separate numeric keypad.. Hehehe.. Thanks dear ‘apo’. Your being naughty, or let me just call it ‘adventurism’ and ‘inquisitiveness’, taught me something new and very important this time.

Now, I am not afraid that every computer-literate had a glimpse at my ignorance. Lucky is the ignorant for he is open to new learning.

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Daily Prompt: Personal Space

(All Daily Prompts are interesting. They always entice us to indulge in writing and induce the creative mind in us to bring out our thoughts so that they are expressed and read by others. I have been a follower of Daily Prompt but I seldom develop into writing the topical prompts that WordPress puts forward. My reason? I want to look like I am choosy without admitting I lack the literary prowess to respond to most of these prompts :-) . This one, however, struck me so hard that I just found my hands positioning the keyboard to allow more comfort for my hands to punch on the keys. And so here I am trying to make a composition out of the prompt as far as my comprehension and writing ability would allow).

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The prompt says: “To what extent is your blog a place for your own self-expression and creativity vs. a site designed to attract readers? How do you balance that?”

A personal blog, by essence, is a private space in the fact that only the author decides what to write into it and how it should be expressed. By this token, the blog is truly one’s Personal Space. Interesting, it seems, but what does it do to you as a personal space?

I have seen a lot and read plenty about blogger friends’ thoughts on their personal spaces. Most of them reflect some of their personal sentiments, feelings, thoughts and experiences. I feel most of my blogger friends are seasoned writers aside from the fact that English is their mother tongue and they are very much at home with it.

This ‘prompt’ made me feel like I own everything in my personal space and that nobody should tinker with anything in it. I feel this is where I am able to exercise freedom of speech to the fullest – without any pressure, threat or intimidation. I feel like I can utter everything my words would allow me – write for or against anyone, tease and poke fun at those whom I would not know whether to love or hate.

Yes, there is so much freedom here in my personal space but I realize I still can’t do some other things I would want to do. I cannot giggle, banter, joust or do repartee anymore. What a squander, what a dispel. I feel I am slowly dissipating whenever I recall the moments I was so free to do them. Oh, there are just certain things you cannot write nor talk about. I miss them; I love them, still. Very much. I wish one day they appear as one guiding star in the sky which had led the three Kings to the manger in Bethlehem. Do miracles happen these days, still? Or miracles or none, each has its own perfect timing at a given space.

Now, I am beginning to realize that the freedom I thought was limitless in my personal space is not that free at all. Somehow, I must admit the limitation of space and words. Somehow, I must learn to live with reality – that like beautiful photos, not all of them see print.

But my blog, somehow, is a personal space for my own self-expression and creativity. But I can only be creative for so much. I can’t command the words to make them happen nor can I go on chasing rainbows.

Now, I must admit that my blog is no longer my personal space where I can do what I want. Yes, I can write what I want on this empty space but the meanings that they create are not absolutely mine. Somehow, they will have an effect on other people. And there again I realize that one can only claim the empty space as his own but not when you begin to scribble your thoughts on it.

I wish I can leave this personal space empty forever so I won’t hurt people when my words go accidentally hurting, insulting, demeaning or anything unpleasant. Somehow, I can’t remain unaccountable.

But still, others would try to seek relief by saying they have no choice. To say you have no choice is to relieve yourself of responsibility.

My blog – my personal space – my responsibility. Between my responsibility and longings. How do I balance them? Such pensive thoughts will keep haunting me. I have no choice.

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» Weekly Photo Challenge: From Above

From Above.Change your perspective on something. Share a photo of a subject which you shot from directly above.”

This is a new and interesting angle to take pictures from. We are told to find a subject and instead of taking a picture from in front of, at an angle, to the side, or from behind, we take it directly from above!

I thought of using three compact discs for my subject not only to shoot from above but also to try to create some kind of symmetry. The three discs were arranged on the floor tiles in the balcony of our house. I realize that these photos would fit perfectly as entries for past challenges whose themes were those of geometry, colors, mirrors and change.

The second set of photos shows one of our meals which consist of rice, fried fish with vegetable salad, crispy dilis and fresh papaya fruit.

Here are my entries:

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How I wish the photos would tell about values of symmetry and synergy, simplicity and creativity, and beauty and balance.

Life is what we make it. Pictures are what life we put in them.

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» Weekly Photo Challenge: Culture

This week’s photo challenge has for its theme – culture. Certainly it is something interesting, not only because it gives us the chance to see how other cultures may look like in photos, but also because it gives us the chance to go a little more creative by depicting how one snapshot may be able to tell us a story of its own – which to me is another interesting dimension of the challenge.

We are told that for this challenge, we go for that little something extra — that piece of the image that makes a viewer want to see more — to delve deeper into the culture we’re photographing.

For my entry, I had thought of posting something that is not only distinctly Muslim but also a religious activity that is an annual festivity in the Islamic world – the celebration of Eid-ul Adha which literally means “day of sacrifice”.

Indeed culture introduces us to the beauty of our differences as people.

The “Day of Sacrifice”, however, is not unique to the Muslim world. This religious event is common in Islam and Christianity. It was a festivity commemorating the day the prophet Abraham saw in his dream that he was commanded by God to offer his son Ismael as a sacrifice. By doing so he has to butcher Ismael just like when animals were offered as sacrifice to the One True God.

Abraham’s trust in Allah and willingness to submit to Him with the sacrifice of his dearest possession was a severe trial turned manifest example. If one sees the esoteric view of this series of events, it is readily evident that when Ibrahim was willing to fulfill Allah’s command of giving up his dear son, Allah did not really need or want his son as Ismail had been granted to him in old age (Holy Quran 11: 69-71), – it was a test. And Ismail, by readily agreeing to his father’s need to obey the command of Allah, relieved the burden Ibrahim must have felt. Both father and son submitted to the Will of Allah.

In reality, blood wasn’t shed, but life was made even more valuable with the knowledge of Allah’s pleasure in their willingness to comply.

This event in history gave birth to Eid-ul Adha – Festival of Sacrifice, where Muslims all over the world remember the tough sacrifice Hazrat Ibrahim had to make and was rewarded by Allah by sparing Ismail and making him an example for us to follow in our lives – when we choose to submit to His will, all ends well.

Trust and sacrifice. They are essential elements to get us through to the journey called LIFE.

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