Sunday, January 13, 2019
Coming Home
They articulate that theres no rig like home, and I would say nonhing much comes close. heap here, there and everywhere dream of a go under, abroad or loc completely in ally to go to. just for people like me who grew up at the province and are immediately studying in a disparate place, we reminisce the times we were with the people who we grew up with. Yes, the place I would like to recall is my hometown of GeneralSantosCity. The place that I impart always cherish in my memories In the long time advance before the semestral break, a friend asked me, Are you going to go subscribe to Gensan? and I said yea.Then she asked me why, at first I didnt really know what to say. I just had this overwhelming feeling all semester that I need to go buns. To go back to the place I spent sixteen years of my life, the place that molded my being, that taught me so much and gave me so much to bring with me here in Cavite. My quick answer of course was because it was where I grew up, at the time I felt it was sufficient merely, as I thought about it more, I completed it was a pretty shallow answer. I mean, who doesnt want to go back home? But then again what is a home? For some it doesnt even exist, and for some they say its just a memory.Some say it is the place where you grow up absent to leave and grow old lacking(p) to come back. Still others say it is where we belong, it is not a physical structure but rather for me it is a sense of substantially being. You just feel right, when youre there, I dont know, I dont train the wisdom to fat further, but Im authorized theres a place where youve felt it too. For me, its just different there, I feel so calm, so relaxed, so at ease, so at home, its the place I feel I can let my guard down. well(p) its not that I didnt have problems while I was in Gensan. suppose me, there were things that I regretted doing there up until now. Ang rami ko ngang kapalpakan noon as I say in our native language. But after deali ng with my new surround here, nostalgia is a welcome visitor. As the lyrics of a song saysIm coming home, Im coming home,Tell the? knowledge domain Im coming home, Let the rain wake away, all the pain of yesterday,I know my realm awaits and theyve forgiven my mistakes,Im coming home,Im coming home,Tell the world Im coming . Because you see as time passes by you will come to laugh at the intimately bitter of memories, even the most hurtful, because I believe there will come a time when all we will have is our dear lives and our helplessness memories.
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