Losing and not giving up.

Losing is admittance of defeat. It is as if welcoming an unwanted guest. Giving up means submission. Submission means cowardice.

I knew this man who has just lost a child. I noticed his movements. He was all smiling. He was joking around. He was his usual self. Maybe it is not my place to just judge people for i don't want you people judging me also, but i'll give him this, His smile was fake, a masquerade of what he is really feeling inside.

He has lost someone that he has waited for so long now. He has lost that someone whom he thought he will see grow. Grow to a young man, telling him every stories imaginable - his first bike ride, to his first bruise, maybe he will tell him about the first girl who broke his heart.

But don't he worry, time will come, he will have sons and daughters, maybe five of them. Maybe more. It does'nt matter. He has all the time. But most importantly, he has his wife. He is not alone.

Condolece...

I tell you my secret, i never give up. And when i say never, i mean never. All trials are made to be overcome with. Giving up means you don't have the balls to face life. Cowardice is not accepted in today's society. Maybe, you will understand what i am saying when you are facing big problems such as mine.

but i won't give up. never.

The what if's and what could have been's.

:"aaaw... gnun tlga un..."
:"gnawa ko na po tlga ang lhat..."
:"tsk, dapat kasi sakin ka n lng.. joke."
:"amp. e2, serious talk n nga ehhhh..."
:"e, ngaun lang tau nagkachat uli no!"
:"amp, sad n nga ung tao... ggnyanin mo pa."
:"im just cheering u up."
:"..."
:"oi"
:"thanks tlga. i need it."
:"hehe...opo."
:"..."
BUZZ!
:"anu?"
:"wala, wala... po."