Skip to main content

Thank God It's Saturday!


It’s Saturday and it’s my favorite day in the Philippines. Firstly, because it’s when weekend that the 'work-end' officially starts. Secondly, ah no more second… it’s all there with the first.

Corniche Doha, Qatar
The week ends, the fun begins. It’s my time for my bike, for a real sound siesta, a stroll around the villa, a DVD marathon, a family dinner together… oh, nostalgia is in the air. And it’s coming to get me…

But I’ll get it even before it gets me…

What about my Saturday Qatar version? Let’s begin:  resting time foiled by an early morning wake-up, a rush in the bathroom, a snatch of a swift breakfast, a 20-minute trip to workplace. And then, voila! The reality is right in my face… Reality, paper works, files, bills, inputs, encodes, complaints, bosses, (some)officemates, desk, and phone calls are inter-changeable terms in this write-up.

Here on Saturday, the week has just started; the desk has just started to be piled up with assorted papers; and the CPU has just warmed up.

But the fun or funny things, as this uninvited reality begins, are the intervals of coffee and yosi breaks and a from time to time conference with my calculator. The figures such as 1 and 12 are constant in the calculator screen. They represent the Peso and QR respectively. Then in my mind foreplays the varying plans of work overtime. Now a good reason grows in me to love not only the Saturday but the entire week as well. Much funnier is that this kind of emotion never grew in the place where I’ve been. I don’t know. Is it perhaps, because I’ve never loved the calculator in the Philippines? Looking for relevance? Does calculator have components that induce a person to love his work? Don’t laugh yet and don’t scratch your head. Who knows? Maybe chemical reactions happen while one presses the keypads with thrill for the result.

Saturday and calculator… How do I get into a good paradigm shift? I’ll take a good try. Saturday will always be one of the reasons why I would want to go back in the Philippines. Calculator will be my superficial comfort channel during moments of loneliness and weariness. Saturday will be the best day to start to complete the best week. I know that no Saturday’s put-together in Qatar would draw me into my happiest. But, I’ll give my best to use all the Saturday’s here to draw myself into the best. Someday, the same Saturday I’ve used to love and await will be mine again. Someday, I’ll use the calculator in my homeland the way I’ve used it in Qatar.

I started this piece of writing with a theme not so close to anything about calculator. I’ll end it the same.
It’s Saturday today and coincidentally or maybe on purpose to be on the second of the month. Yes, you’ve read it right: Saturday is on the second of the month and has an important meaning: No matter how bad I may have started the day, there’s always a second or a Saturday waiting so that i can start anew and strong.

And if the second fails another second awaits– another Saturday.

And another…

What a Saturday!

written on a Saturday of 2007

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Thank you

Did I say I shall thank you?  For the longest time I have never been set into my good old writing mood. Thank you. …because you have stirred up my inert passion to write. I've found myself wanting to breathe life to words and phrases again. Work has been so frustrating but not so much when your face is in my mind. Thank you …because you inspire me despite the hassles at work. In my first few months I struggled with homesickness.  Thank you …because you taught me that being happy isn’t far-fetched. During the times when I thought I was staring at nothing. Thank you …because daydreaming is now a beautiful thing to do. Thank you very much.
2 comments
Read more

The BIG Thing

Let’s talk about BIG things! The feature which is most obvoius with Cef are his BIG eyeswhich can see the BIG and tiny things a friend does… I’ll speak for myself and for my noise-partner G2... G1 and G2 have been this big-eyed gentleman’s constant burden for the past months (and will still be in the coming days). Our noise, annoyance and troubles have added weight to his works and personal burdens. We knew it so well that oftentimes we caused him to blow his top… and consequently almost blew up our faces… he he he he! His BIG voice Now that is real speech power! “The word of the word” “Iz et? …are just two of the signatures of this young Dan Rather. Really… it’s like watching “CBS main news” live right in front of you every time you hear him speak… But, to G1 & G2 it’s more than the modulation and volume of his voice—it’s about giving his best in everything he does… Besides, that BIG voice is the very same voice that speaks for us to advocate our welfare. Sounds ...
2 comments
Read more

My Mom and Best Friend

Behind every man’s success is a woman… before that same man is also that same woman who shields the man from imminent adversaries. That man is the child and that woman is the mother who steps in advance to guard against the looming danger and then sits down behind him to become one of the audiences to applaud. The woman; the mother. The man; the child. I want to be the husband and father that my wife and children will be proud of. I want to be the best husband to my wife-to-be and; be the best dad to my children-to-be. It's a tough goal but I gear to be the perfect contrast of my father. When I was very young I described a family as comprised by lola, tito, tita, pinsan, ate and nanay. But when I began to attend to school and as I memorized to sing and recite nursery rhymes about family I discovered a slight difference from what I used to believe about. I was confused. But I did not mind. "Who is your father?"-- I finished my grade one as first in the honor l...
Post a Comment
Read more