The Surviving

The SurvivingSince there are lots of places I have lived my entire life, I naturally have a lot of friends. Friends that over the years have remained my buddies, my brother, my sister.

I am so lucky to have found them, and I thank them all.

I am not trying to be optimistic here about friendship. In fact, I am a bit depressed writing this article. I am in this mood because earlier I was thinking of my friends who I wanted to talk to and realized…. that four of my best friends are now dead.

My first best buddy was my cousin Buboy. I think I was eight then when we found out he had diabetes. The doctors had to cut his leg off. A year after that, my elder sister told me he was dead. They probably thought I was just a kid who wouldn’t mind losing a playmate. They never knew. We were like brothers. When the news hit me, I went out of the house and walked. I just walked.

When I got tired, I settled in front of a small Chinese sari-sari store and wept.

I was already settled in Los Angeles when my best buddy from Olongapo died. Tino was my best buddy when I was working in Olongapo in the Philippines. Even before I left for the states, we made plans to set up a foundation of some sort to help out comrades both in the media and people’s organizations. So when he died, whatever plans we made were permanently shelved. I was deeply shattered.

But life must go on. I have a lot of best friends in store.

Two years ago, my other buddy, a nephew who is almost the same age as I am, was in a Philippine hospital for ear infections and complications. I was able to send whatever money I have to help with the bills. I was also lucky enough to talk to him on the phone. Paralyzed, I could hear he was struggling. He was adamant on apologizing for the inconvenience he had caused me. Damn, I don’t care. If only I could send more money I would. I asked him to hang in there and that I will come home to the Philippines and I wanted him to be there. So I went.

I arrived in Manila late at night so I checked myself in at a hotel to rest. The next day, I planned to go to the Cavite hospital where he was admitted. When I was having breakfast the following morning, my sister in Los Angeles called. She said that she and my mom would be leaving for the Philippines as well. I asked why. She said that my nephew, and buddy, Rommel… just died the night before, just as soon as my plane landed.

I flew for a homecoming. I arrived for a funeral.

A couple of months after I came back to LA, another sad terrible news. My childhood buddy from Mindoro was dead. Unarmed, he was shot several times in the head, cold-bloodedly murdered in his own home. The gunman was wearing a black bonnet on his head so nobody could identify the sonofabitch.

When two of my older brothers and my dad passed away in 2001, just months after the other, I knew from then on that life is short. Very short.

Now when I saw my best buddies dying one by one, it made me think that not only life is short, it also sucks. That however way we try to make it simple, it is always going to be complicated. No matter how much we learn, we keep on becoming ignorant in more ways than one. And that however we try to be cautious, and however fit and clean we live our lives, it could be cut short in an instant.

No wonder, even if we keep on breathing, we all are just surviving, not living. And however we try to survive, or live, we will all end up, just like my buddies…. dead.  We all are going to die.

The sad part is, we don’t even have the privilege to choose how.

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  1. huhuhuh.. sniff.. sniff.. sniff.. napaka-emotional nito.. oo nga wla tayong choice but hopefully ‘wag namn sana ako pahirapan pa kung doon nga na lang ang punta.. sana umabot pa ako na’ng taong gus2 ko at wla sana’ng pahirap na mga sakit, etc.. anyway, sa LA ka din pala.. sge, ingatz as always.. have a good day (though) !
    .-= Cacai M.´s last blog ..Hormonal Change =-.

  2. BURAOT (Author)

    we all wish naman na when our time comes, it would be painless or at least a good death.

  3. Hello! I’m kulapyot from Palawan. I’d like the theme of your blog…Pwedeng i-share mo sa akin ung theme? Salamat!
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  4. it was indeed.. haays.. may namatay din na kilala ko

    anyways, if you will really thought about, you will end up thinking na life is not worth living kase you will end up dead na rin..and even if they say na enjoy life.. nonsense din kase pag patay ka na, you won’t know the diffrence,

    ay ano ba yan itay, ang nega!

  5. Itay palit ka din fabicon mo hehe.. di bagay

  6. BURAOT (Author)

    weheheh. nega ba? hahahh! oks na ba yang bagong favicon?
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  7. oh my.. first time ko dito at napaiyak ako..

  8. BURAOT (Author)

    welcome niko..

  9. hay kuya.. this is how I felt when I heard a lot of deaths, accidents and tragedies recently.. our neighbor died the other day because of a simple wound; I have seen a vehicle accident on the road on my way home from the office – the passengers are dead; I saw a new about sunog the other night, naisip ko, all of that accidents and tragedies can happen to anybody, walang ma-spare, walang exempted.. you can always be cautious and careful, but still if its meant (destined) to happen, walang makaka-control… And then I end up thinking, mag pray na lang talaga ako parati. I should make it a habit to thank the Lord and to ask for His love and protection… SOmehow nawala pag ka-aning ko,but sometimes, mejo sumpong pa din ako ng aning.. Masakit at mahirap mawalan ng minamahal..Yun na ata ang pinaka matinding dagok ng buhay na mararanasan mo..
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  10. BURAOT (Author)

    weheheh. nakaka-aning talaga lalo na kapag malapit sa yo ang nawawala. pero we also have to acept the fact na mamamatay naman tayo lahat. the trick is to avoid worrying about it by making sure na kahit papano, maging ready tayo o yung mga maiiwan natin kung sakali.

  11. itay oks na oks na ang fabicon..
    @niko, hanggang dito? LOLs

  12. BURAOT (Author)


  13. Napaka tragic naman nito. I never thought that this could exist in real life.
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  14. BURAOT (Author)

    it could Jules. i knew somebody who had worse.

  15. i cried reading this post.. i mean, whatthehell… how could this happen? ang bilis naman, sobra… cguro nga life is short, too short we can’t enjoy it… but then again, i’ve read Tuesday’s with Morrie, and there I learned that “once you learned how to die, you will learn how to live”… if we only live our life every day thinking that it is the last, then we could be contented, happy and fulfilled…
    .-= zoan´s last blog ..I Am Buraot – The Review =-.

  16. BURAOT (Author)

    very true. sana nga ganun kasimple no. para lahat ng tao masaya.

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