My new found friend Vic who's a Pastor, whom I met through my cousin Charo shared with me about a lot of things, but mainly we talked about our insights about how God is at work in our lives, our past experiences about relationships and its complications and how we came across each other became a blessing to both of us. He's about my age, we have the same level of insanity (and sayad nya sa taas, ako sa baba) and we both crack the same shallow jokes to each other and still giggle at it like monkeys. Being the youngest with no brother, just sisters, and me on the other hand have been with the company of women all my life which makes it fair enough to say that we share a common thing. We both love our women. Hehe...
But more to that we developed a sense of accountability with each other. His struggles became my concern and vice versa.
What could it be?
Make a wild guess.
You can smell it oozing out of us like flatulence. It's hard to hold on to your horses especially when you want to let go of the reins. Buddy thinks I'm egoistic whenever I'd tell her I'm handsome, it's simply because she's a woman. Anyway, it's complicated. Rough childhood. Hehe... Of course I'm not talking about how I look, for all I know only my Mom thinks I'm handsome.
Personality. Maybe.
Intellect? You can be wise but mundane.
Thats my opinion.
We can talk about this the whole day. I realized that my Buddy and Vic both share a different perspective and yet arrive at the same supposition about choosing someone (whatever that means). Mix them up a little and it becomes coherent. I've learned much about women thru Buddy, you can't get a more complicated example than hers. That's on a positive note. At least it works for me. Hehe...
Here's one story Vic told me about women.
There was a man who wanted an absolute vacation. Far from the hassles of work and the noise of the city, so flew a thousand miles to seek for an island where he can find serenity to unwind himself.
One day while he was walking at the beach enjoying the splendor of the sunrise he found something laying partially covered in sand. It was an old rusty lamp. He tried to rub off the sand when suddenly something came out...
"I am a Jr. Genie of the lamp. For setting me free you may only have ONE wish!"
"Just one wish? I thought you genies give out three?"
"Haven't you been paying attention? I said I am a Jr. Genie. I only grant ONE wish."
"Fine. Give me time to think about my wish."
Since the man was enjoying his stay on the island he thought of something that can make it possible for him to travel to the island from his home without the expense of flying all the way to get there.
"Aha! That's it! My wish is for you to make a highway from my home to this beach so I can just drive my way going here."
The genie replied, "That will take an awful amount of cement and concrete slabs. Not to mention the laying of foundations and its structural design. It will take me about a week or so to build it!"
The man argued, "What kind of a genie are you?!"
"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm just a Jr. Genie."
Dismayed, the man said, "Alright then, I'll think of something better."
What is that one wish that can really benefit me. He thought profoundly and came up with a simple one.
"My wish is to understand my wife."
Upon hearing this the genie frowned and said, "How many lanes would you want it?"
Before we put down the phone he prayed for me. I was blessed.
My thanks to Buddy (ur da bess! remember 4evah solid sniper tayo RAWR!), to Vic, my brother in the faith (I hope you get to read this), he's almost like me but still not like me (again, buti ang sayad mo sa taas), and of course to God, because I was fearfully and wonderfully made. ^_^
Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated. - Confucius
