The revival...

Ok, to begin with, I have not been doing this blogging thing for the past 4 years, so forgive me for some grammatical glitches along the way...

Looking back on all that has happened to me for the past 4 years, wherein among the highlights was finding my beautiful wife Ada Madel Caras-Ouano early 2009, surviving Ondoy Sep 2009, promoted at work in 2010, getting married in 2011, having my first baby boy Jared Andrei Caras-Ouano at Nov 17, 2011, and getting a first real conjugal property at Jan 2012, etc,etc. I would say in summary I can look back with pride and joy as those are milestone achievements in a man's life.

I have always carried a mentality of "continuous improvement", or "kaizen", a Japanese meaning of that phrase (I only found that word out thru Graduate School). I have been putting that phrase in practice ever since I came back from Kuching on Feb 2008, I have had this continuous urge to improve, not to stay stagnant, because I believe life should be lived to its fullest.

I know that one man cannot do everything on his own, hence I have managed to tie up some really important individuals in my life, one to mention is my significant other, Ada :) For the past 4 years of being together, we have gone thru ups and downs, but we have always stuck together thru thick and thin, and I have always thanked God for bringing her into my life, she has always been my teammate, partner in everything that I do, wherein I know living life from now on will not be a lonely journey, as I have her forever by my side. And now after having our son Jared, life has been ever more meaningful for the both of us.

We are now in a phase wherein setting our sails at the right direction early will put us on course to our destination in life with much purpose. I have always been a man of foresight, and I trust my gut in all that I do, hence going forward facing all the challenges in life will not be as tough as long that I can increase the number of loved ones and friends I will be making along moving up.

At hindsight rather, I have not been writing blogs since my last using this medium on Aug 24, 2009, maybe its because I was so focused on reviving the status of my family after the Ondoy catastrophe, which was a month after writing my last blog. But anyways, just to mention, Ondoy was one of the pivotal moments in my life, where I have learned that life is more important than all of the material things, and surviving the said disaster has also taught me that revival is in your own hands, where learning that "you create your own destiny" is infused to me and acted upon in an instant.

Anyways, writing again seems pleasant, it kills time faster, I just noticed its already 4pm here at work, come to think of it, hey, I am at work? Hahaha! :) Till next my next blog, watch this space!

Ninoy...

I maybe one among millions of educated Filipinos who have shared their thoughts on this remarkable individual, and why not? Such a great person's legacy should be carried on by people like us, who knew what he had done, and why he did such a great sacrifice for the sake of this wounded country, scarred by selfish politicians ,who I believe, personally knows how revive this nation, its just that kind of "3rd World Greed Mentality" that continues infest the minds of these self gratifying individuals, hindering them to take that quantum leap out of that sick cycle that has been going on even before the time of Jose Rizal.

A lot among the educated Filipino public asks: "why do we have to go through situations where a great individual enters martyrdom for the sake of being a "prime change agent"?" Jose Rizal had to be shot for the Filipinos to spark a revolution among the Spanish, and Ninoy had to follow the same act of "suicidal pride" for the Filipinos to overthrow a dictatorship; The question is: "Are we that emotional of a nation? Always waiting for "momentous" and "dramatic" events to make a change? Its just to me, looking back at all the historical events that happened, so cinematic.

Not that these Ala "events that shook the world" situations does not happen around other parts of the planet, I just find it somehow "stupid" that the Filipinos, the masses, never learn. Its what we call sometimes "Tigas ng ulo" or "Hard headed", like the current politicians, they know that their actions (looting and conniving) will enact similar events wherein the people will revolt in total disagreement. But still... you just need to see the daily news to know for yourself.

Trust level is really below the red for ALL the politicians in this country, unlike that great motivation to the sacrifice that Ninoy did where he knew for certain that his life will be in danger stepping back into this country on August 21, 1983, the general public actually had notion that something will or might happen upon his arrival. As smart a man he is, Ninoy drew media attention as a security blanket to ensure that if anything happens to him, it will be well documented, and well documented it did.

I believe if I was watching television back in 1983 (I think I should be 2 years old at the time), witnessing live as Ninoy descended from the airplane, and was shot, imagine the emotional outrage I must have felt being a passionate supporter for freedom, I would have too gone out to the streets and tried to make a point, in which during that time, really meant something.

I am writing this in commemoration of the Ninoy Aquino day last August 21, and the passing of our ex-President, Madam Corazon Aquino last August 1. In truth, what really initiated me to write this is after watching the last few parts of a ABS-CBN documentary entitled: "The Last Journey of Ninoy" (I hope I'm correct), it was really moving, and in each moving situation, we humans by nature will want to express it in any way we can, I'm just doing part of my share of being human.

In summary, I still want to believe that there is still hope for our country, Ninoy was one who made me feel that, even from reels of 20 or so odd years still brings that fresh taste of nationalistic motivation, wanting to tell yourself and to the whole world that "I'm damn proud to be a Filipino".

What the f**k?

Well, the reason why I'm writing this blog all so sudden(the last blog I wrote was around Aug 08'), is because of finding out that my best friend Sean Paul Rubis was ranting out and about calling me a "bastard" in his blog about me not being able to be there on his "close to perfect" special birthday last year, that bastard! hehehe... :) (I'm really one of those people with really late responses to blogs, imagine me reading blogs, what more writing one?)

Actually, in retrospect, October 2008 was a turbulent month for me (with reasons useless to mention), but putting that aside, I am really touched (despite the rants) to be still remembered, and even mentioned on his birthday blog, somehow, so thanks my bastard best friend! hahaha! ;)

**If you have the chance to read this Yan, I had what was in total contrast to the birthday celebration you had last year, mine was a rather quiet affair, no expected suprises, no parties, although I did have a song number at a acoustic bar somewhere in Marikina, and my siblings gave me a wallet, other than that, it was a fine normal day that passed by just like any other day...

Totally suprised reading that blog from my friend Sean, forced me into writing a blog, most likely in response to the single line he wrote about me, hahaha...

Inert

To unconventionally express thoughts of the common mind,
Seeking answers scattered in the realms of the living world,
With every breath seeks the air of resolution and truth,
We grasp the tree of ambiguity for the fruits of life we long to find.

Actions are never meant to be in motion of obscurity,
Rather each action transcends crystal clear motives of the human soul,
Although it is caged among steel bars of insecurity and doubt,
the cyst of intentions portrays itself in the most natural of causes.

Like a mime performs in reality with its actions as an art of objective invisibility,
Waving his hands in the air as his spectators are expectant of its representation,

Like a man in front of the eyes of the woman he likes,
His actions inert as she walks in front of him,
But deep in the abyss of his mind,
True words of intent are screaming to be heard,
Yet, he is left like a mime,
a silent performer with only his eyes hoping to capture hers,
And the invisible arms and limbs of his feelings are left paralyzed in dejection.

Gym-ing around...

I've finally started going to the gym. I've always wanted to do this ever since i noticed that i needed to go to one. Actually when i was still working in Kuching, i had "plans" to start already, but it only became "plans" and never got to start at all... hahaha...

Well, the only reason why i can't ever start with one is because going to branded gyms are too expensive and even once i'm there in that gym, you have to separately pay the gym instructor; that was a big no-no to me, because: 1. I don't have that much money; 2. even if i can pay the monthly fees of the gym, I wouldn't know my way around the gym and might ending up hurting myself.

The gym here at the Benpres Building is quite alright, since I'm working in a company under the Lopez Group of Companies, we have (i think) a special price, and plus, we have a gym instructor to guide us through the weight exercise process. So for me, this is a good deal.

Alright, enough said about the reason why it took me so long to start going to the gym. As I have said, everything has its purpose. And the main reasons or purposes of going to the gym at this part of my life is because: 1. I need to regain the original playing style i had in football, wherein i was tireless, full of speed and had (I think i still have today, but slower) exceptional dribbling skills (sounds exaggerated, but I should say its true...hehehe) and, 2. This coming December, I'll be attending the wedding of my cousin E.F Garcia, and with the mindset of those group of people so much concerned with the physical and the material aspect of a person, I'd better work on my exterior sculpture, just to satisfy the means of the occasion.

Its actually a win-win for me, because even if I don't give that much attention on how i look, I need to perform well in football, because not being able to do what my mind does during the game is killing me inside.

A good enough reason to start gym right? Just hope all goes well and i can "mold" myself to looking fit and right! hahaha!

Note: The reason why i said "mold" is because its not a trimming process of why i'm going to the gym, rather, its a "molding' process, because this is more on "molding" my fats like clay! =)

First of many?

Again, I start a new blog site.

As other bloggers like me would begin any momentous event such as this, we will describe why we started this blog, blah blah, this and that.

And I believe human intentions have a reason on why it becomes an "intention" in the first place. Well, the intention of this blog is to actually digitally document my thoughts on things I think is worth writing, and on things I think would not need worth or reason to write at all.

The freedom to write or blog online is fantastic, and imagine all your thoughts and views are being read (hopefully) by global surfers of the Internet. Just Fantastic!

I'm too lazy to do fancy graphics, so expect ordinary font and format of the default settings.

My first blog on Blogger ends here, till my next article or blog, Cheers!