The Parallel Lines
January 18, 2009 by politiqueen
I grew up trailing Taft Avenue.This one road sign that witness my ups and downs in life, for me it’s my highway to heaven which is my Home, and at the same time my valley of tears too.Perhaps, I mastered every intersection and I am used to it.It’s my comfort zone!! I never go far from Taft Avenue; it becomes my barometer in choosing my workplace.The funny thing was as long as it is connected to Taft Avenue, I say “GO” with some considerations still.
Now, it’s the Parallel line I hate the most that I am trying to love and get accustomed with.It’s the thought that “never know what will hit you?” or “people change as they get old?” oh noh!!!! Well, I am old but not that old (Hahah).Twist of faith, I accepted a job that connects Taft Avenue longer than I expected.First, I thought it was a wrong moved?? But then and again with careful considerations, I try not to leave every coin unturned so I grabbed the opportunity with delight!I ACCEPTED THE JOB and conquering EDSA for the nth time now.
EDSA is not my way in fact I am so scared knowing that I will passed EDSA. I remember my NBI Agent friend used to tell me that a “shortest point to a distance is a parallel line”, this has been my vendetta in liking EDSA and now, I love EDSA with a smile.
Two days away from this writing, I had experienced perhaps my ultimate EDSA ride.Well, not that I am riding in luxurious limo or with the VIP’s.It’s a free spirited ride, a helmet ride!With the goose bumps, I rode with vigor.Gee!! It brings so much fun and excitement to me.My very first helmet rides in a parallel line.I’d like to wish then that EDSA is longer!!nyahaha.Thanks to the stirrer who takes care of himself more than me.The stirrer’s instructions is so loaded that freezing like hell is what he wants me to do I think?? Hehe!! This adds spice to my helmet ride.We’re ying/yang- I am the positive and free spirited and this stirrer, the negative and the full of apprehensions.Well, can’t blame my stirrer perhaps the conformist of all times while I am the jail breaker! In spite of our individuality, we still had a good time.At least on my side, I really, really and never ending really enjoy my helmet ride.I enjoyed the showcase of my stirrer’s very fashionable, scattered but very humble heaven.The lung center session, the laundry skill, the it’s “my heaven” attitude and the half almost naked to my eyes catwalk ramp! (gosh!!!)The gift giving?!!hehe; the gala suite(just the need to unload from my stirrer’s limited closet!!) wonder why and the set that will be forever be precious though it was given with forced and kulet (haha) but with the later consent of course. The turnabout (are we really lost?) and to top it all- my own version of harassment (Lobo style: Angel and Piolo in the Helmet ride!!) corny po but you never know what will hit you! Come to think of it, I’ve come to realize that I am doing it after the entire scene kasi po Masaya talaga ang feeling.These memoirs to cherish forever and to my stirrer, million thanks and on the next life… I wish I will have a forever helmet ride with you and not for limited engagement only.Next schedule please??!!!