I did not see the sunset today. Not because it rained nor the sun shied away.
I was consumed with my daily labor. The one that takes up most of our time and most of our lives. Hence the dusk, as I stepped out of the office.
But not seeing the sunset doesn’t mean the day did not end well. Beauty does not always mean gold or reddish yellow or orange. It can also mean blue and gray.
I walked under that early evening sky that was grayish blue stripped with clouds of darker gray. Some silver sparkles were joined by red and gold and some green blurry dots. These aren’t stars but city lights brought about by sky scrapers that seemed almost apart of the night sky.
The sky on this part of the world isnt starry. No, it isn’t, really.
But these little silvery sparkles and blurry dots fill in what the sky lacks. They keep the moon company all night long and they keep the city alive, as if it never sleeps.
As if, it never sleeps.
Nag-OT lang ako andami ko ng arte
Sinusulat ito habang nagugutom sa biyahe at iniisip kung luto na kaya ang pritong galunggong pagdating ko sa bahay. Pero hindi pa pala. Frozen pa.
I walk from the bus station to the building. I heard footsteps so I know someone’s behind. I kept walking till I reached the stoplight. The footsteps stopped too. A guy’s beside me. The lights turned green so we started walking. I walked in a slow pace, he kept a distance.
It drizzled so I removed my glasses. My vision’s blurry but I can still see.
I reached the building and headed to the lift. I pressed 10 then pressed the close button. The lift door slowly closed. Then it opened again. He entered the lift. He did not press any button. So our offices are on the same floor?
I took my handkerchief and started wiping my glasses. I tried to remove watermarks then I felt his stare. So I looked up to him. Our eyes met. He smiled. I’m not sure if I smiled back. His face is a bit blurry like an image in soft glow.
The lift stopped on the 10th floor. We walked out of the lift and took separate ways. I put my glasses back on. It’s not blurry anymore.
Minsan iniisip ko pa din, pano kaya kung naging DJ nga talaga ako? Kung naging DJ na lang ako at hindi naging isang hindi dakilang OFW? Kung sinunod ko ang sigaw ng puso ko kesa sigaw ng pangangailangan namin?
Maghapon lang siguro akong nagpaplay ng magagandang kanta, tinatawagan ng mga listeners para magrequest ng kanta. Nagkukwento tungkol sa mga musikero at mga kanta.
Kung naging DJ kaya ako Aysabaw pa din kaya ang pangalan ko? Baka hindi. Baka mas seksi o mas maangas na pangalan ang pipiliin ko. Baka Alex dahil yun ang palayaw ko nung highschool. Yun ang tawag sakin ng barkada eh, barkadang 8 pieces lang naman. Mas maangas yung Alex kesa sa Aysabaw.
Ano kaya? Ano kaya? Ano kaya?
Ewan ko. Ewan ko. Ewan ko.
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