Music speaks

I recently purchased a couple of CDs from Tower Records and I was delighted to find out that "Cool" by Gwen Stefani is actually the song I heard on the radio which I really liked even if I didn't quite catch most of the lyrics. Since lyrics are included in the Hitz compilation which I bought, I was even more delighted to know the lyrics goes like this:

It's hard to remember how it felt before
Now I found the love of my life...
Passes things get more comfortable
Everything is going right

And after all the obstacles
It's good to see you now with someone else
And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool

We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain

Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown
We have changed but we're still the same
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool

And I'll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles, and now
we're hangin' out with your new girlfriend
So far from where we've been
I know we're cool

Wow! As in what a song! Wish I could sing Cool truthfully. Truth is I never get to be in good terms with anyone I've had a past with, formal or not. Walking away and never turning back has been the rule so far and even on the other party's end, their choice is to act as if nothing ever happened - and logically, nothing is left out of the supposed friendship that we had before. Well, it is kinda sad and sometimes I reminisce with regret, remembering the happy days we had as friends. But then again, I guess romance, or even the mere hint of romance, is a big test of friendship and lucky are those who hurdle that test and remain friends despite of supervening events. Clearly, I never had that luck. I have to live through moments treating someone with whom you used to share so much of your thoughts and feelings as if that person is just a common acquaintance. I couldn't relate to Cool, and I guess it will remain as a mere anthem of how I would have preferred things to be.

And of course, I'd love to sing that part of Cool where it says now I found the love of my life. That remains an elusive dream from me. Nonetheless, with my friends making wedding plans and attending to wedding details left and right, I couldn't help having ideas for my OWN wedding. And here I will indulge.

The first time I heard the song Hanggang May Kailanman, I recognized that it was sung by Carol Banawa. She has the voice of an angel. I am mermerized by the song and unexplainably, I am always moved listening to her sing the song, which lyrics goes...

Kailanpaman sa'yo lamang magmamahal
Kailanpaman nangangakong magtatagal
Mula noon hanggang ngayon ikaw lamang
Ako para sa iyo hanggang may kailanman

It is the perfect wedding song for me. If fate permits it, I would ask my friend Glenda to ask her cousin Claire (Carol Banawa) to sing just this song during the wedding, preferably after the vows. (Yes, this is how detailed I've envisioned it to be. =) Aside from marrying the love of my life, her singing the song will make it my dream wedding.

Hanggang may kailanman
Kahapon at ngayon
Ay may bukas na daratnan
Hanggang may kailanman
Ang bawat sandali
Ay panahong nilalaan
Hanggang ako'y kailangan
Hanggang ikaw ay nariyan
Ako't ikaw hanggang may kailanman

Hanggang may saan man
Ang dito at doon
Ay may landas na tagpuan
Hanggang may kailanman
Ang bawat alaala ay ating pagsaluhan
Hanggang sa kalungkutan
Hindi kita iiwanan
Kasama mo hanggang may kailanman

Kailan pa man
Sayo lamang magmamahal
Kailan pa man
Mangangakong magtatagal
Mula noon hanggang ngayon
Ikaw lamang
Ako para sayo
Hanggang may kailanman

Hanggang sa kalungkutan
Hindi kita iiwanan
Kasama mo hanggang may kailanman

Kailan pa man
Sayo lamang magmamahal
Kailan pa man
Mangangakong magtatagal
Mula noon hanggang ngayon
Ikaw lamang
Ako para sayo
Hanggang may kailanman

What a beautiful song.

Pre-Valentine blues

It's the first day of February, I didn't even notice January passing by!

Thinking about February will undeniably lead one to think of Valentine's day. Well, lucky for me, I have pretty much to think of - upcoming weddings and preparations related to it (not my own wedding, of course), to name a few.

Well, apparently, some people have already been bitten by the love bug, or otherwise like the idea of riding on the usual spell-hype every February.

You see, I have an anonymous texter. His/her/its number is 09173413687. I have asked the texter several times to identify him/her/itself, to no avail. According to my friend from Globe, I need a court order before they can disclose the owner of that number. Talk about right to privacy.

Well, it's not really annoying, more like amusing really when I received the first text last week. The first one was an advanced valentine's day greeting - nothing out of the ordinary, I should say. The second one was simply this:

¤-

A generic currency sign and a dash which in SMS, appear like a flower.

Now I received the third one this Monday and it goes:

"if loving you is wrong, then I don't wanna be right.
my love for you is strong & brighter than any light.
the way we must go is long, but we'll win every fight."

At first I though, "duh?! who's this person?!" Thinking about it now, it's hilarious. Whoever sent it was undeniably unoriginal and urgh, most likely, he/she/it plagiarized it from somewhere. It is surely nothing but a practical joke.

And then I started speculating who the sender was and ending up weaving theories, comparing previously known conduct of suspects. Certainly, that message didn't come from any of my friends as their creativity and wit would produce an output far beyond the inane text message. I actually have someone in mind but it bothers me just thinking about the possibility.

It was at that point when I realized that, whew! The joke was really on me. The fact that I've given it not only some but much thought shows he/she/it has gotten into me. Not that I believe the content of what was sent but more on the fact that whoever that person was, he/she/it got noticed.

At any rate, since he/she/it has already been given enough mileage here, I might as well say my piece on love, refuting his/her/its three-liner. To me, love must be nothing less than all these:

Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous nor conceited, nor proud.
Love is not ill-mannered, nor selfish, nor irritable.
Love does not keep a record of wrongs.
Love is not happy with evil but it is happy with the truth.
Love never gives up; its faith, hope and patience never fails.

Love is eternal.


(To be continued.)

POSTSCRIPT:

On February 18, 2006, I received a text message from the same number, asking who I am and expressing wonder why I have been sending text messages. Giving the benefit of the doubt, I explained that someone has been sending text messages to me using that number, implying that someone other than him/her could have been using that number. I gave my name. Why? Because in the remote possibility that thet person sending me the text massages is someone I have in mind and he's been using a significant other's cell phone, then, that is my sweet revenge for the vexation of having an anonymous texter. Bleh.