Life Begins at 41

my "thank you" message I posted on facebook

I woke up sneezing and noticed that my nose hairs have grown faster than the previous years.  This gave me the confirmation about what my good friend said that “Life begins at 41”.

Today is my 41st birthday.  People say that age is just a number but in a world where everything is judged in numbers, birthdays in some ways can be disturbing.  For me, one does not encounter a big deal about age until the age 40 comes to an end.

Life begins at 41.  It is the age when one realizes that youth has totally passed and you are being treated with pronounced respect.  People calling you “sir” to signify your stature can be flattering but this also adds to the pressure of behaving your age and definitely slims down social acceptance for immature stupidity.  Yet it is the age when childish fun is no longer juvenile experimentations but actually just for the sake of pure fun.

Life begins at 41.  You may gain weight by simply smelling the food and bodily defects starts to ensue – receding hairline, bulging tummy, blurred vision, grey hair, etc. But it is the stage when being young at heart can be awesome.  You’re not too old yet not so young…

Life begins at 41.  Crow’s feet showing at the edge of your eyes are inevitable.  But don’t get me wrong because for me crow’s feet are not something to cover up – they’re something to celebrate.  Each crease, fold and wrinkle was slowly built throughout the years by countless joyful smiles.

Life begins at 41 and today my life begins…

Kung baga sa bingo… Sa Ennn! Cuarenta y uno…

Happy Birthday Gabriel Pedro!

Today is a non-working holiday because today is the Holy Feast of Sacrifice of our Muslim brothers.  But according to one of my monster pamangkins (nephew) today is a holiday because it’s his birthday.  This kahanginan and supercilious claim only proves that Gabriel Pedro Langit is an archetypal Langit progeny.

Being bright, sharp and fine-looking teenager, I personally dubbed Gabriel as the future’s kilabot ng mga colegiala (college girls’ infatuation).  The last time I talked at length with Gabriel, I was not surprised to learn that he has become one of the heartthrobs in his high school.  No he was not boasting about it but was merely telling me a factual turn of events. Yet, I actually hate to consider Gabriel to be a heartthrob because heartthrobs are a dime a dozen.

Gabriel has his own unique style and character.  He is the enigmatic spark of the Devine.  So be careful ladies because this young man’s mere smile can turn you swooning over him.

Happy birthday Gabriel… : )

Kuya, paki handa ang pang-piyansa!

A Rare Birthday Celebration Suggestion

luis

During the birthday dinner of my Ate Gaying at Nengkoy’s humble abode, she asked the members of Nengkoy’s dynasty on what would be a brilliant activity the family would like to do to celebrate her only child’s birthday.  Luis, my darkest dashing and school-heartthrob pamangkin, is celebrating his 15th birthday on July 12 but since it is a weekday, the family agreed to celebrate it on a weekend.  When it was my turn to air out my ideas, I presented two spectacular suggestions.

Option number 1 was for the whole clan to go to the long-been-neglected and dilapidated Manila Zoo.  I explained that it has been a long time since any of us has entered and witnessed this ancient zoo in the metropolis.  It would be a good chance for the whole family to see how the stinky elderly animals live their boring lives in captivity.

The second option, my personal choice, was the rarest which I believe no single soul in this planet has done to celebrate a birthday.  Option number 2 was for the whole clan to ride the crammed and jam-packed Manila Rail Transit (MRT) train from Pasay Rotonda station to North Avenue station in Quezon City then back!

The idea was for the whole family to get off the train and take photos (with wacky poses) of the whole group in every stop and station.  I’m sure these pictures will be posted in the private Facebook page of the family called Team Langit.  Clever and brain twisting parlor games will be played while the coach is running in between stations, one great game sample would be the classic Pinoy Henyo.

When the whole clan reached North Avenue station (the last station), Nengkoy and her descendants will be treated to a sumptuous afternoon meal catered either by susyal Cibo or mas susyal LaMer Catering.  The caterer’s set-up will not be in any of the dining venues inside the mall adjacent to North Avenue station but will be right there at the MRT station’s train landing (of course with the permission from MRT management).

After the lavish meal, the whole family will take the train ride back to Pasay Rotonda.  Since Pasay Rotonda station is only 10 minutes away from SM Mall of Asia, the whole tribe will proceed to this mall riding the luxurious Kuliglig (an urban jungle motorized pedicab).  To culminate the birthday dude’s celebration, the whole family will wait to watch for the mall’s spectacular weekend fireworks extravaganza!

O di ba kakaiba at magandang aydiya?! Adbans Happy Birthday Luis… : )

Slick and Slippery Versions

Last weekend, my whole family invaded one of the private resorts in Laguna for the extended birthday celebration of Nengkoy.  This was the day I ventured in conquering one of my fears, that is, gliding through a wet slide and dropping to a deep water pool at the end.  Here are two versions of my story.  It would be up to you which one of these stories actually transpired.

Version 1

While stepping up the ladder leading to the top of the slide, I was full of nothing but confidence.  I told myself that I need to make a good impression making sure that all my nephews and nieces would ask how I did my fantastic slide acrobat.  Reverse three and a half somersaults with two and a half twists.  This is the degree of difficulty that I executed when I glided through the 15 feet water slide.  While flexing and twisting my body, conscious of what I was doing, I entered smoothly and effortlessly into the water without a single splash of water.  When I emerged from the water I was throwing punches in the air knowing I executed a perfect slide.  I smiled upon seeing all spectators showing off 10 as a score on their flashcards.  The applause reverberates and reached the outer space even the creatures from Mars were alerted and applauded upon knowing that I just executed a flawless slide.  The spectators asked me how I felt.  I told them that it was just one of those ordinary routines.

Version 2

My knees were shaking when I was ascending the stairs leading to the top of the 15 feet slide.  Upon reaching the top I felt nauseated and realized that this may be the end of a magnificently delicious life.  I did not know how to sit still and how to settle my legs on top of the slide.  It was too slick and slippery.  While trying to carefully rest my butt on top of the slide, I suddenly lose my grip and slid without a warning.  While sliding through the curved channel I lost my balance, control and concentration.  Even my teeth that does not have a single muscle fiber was tightly flexing.  Out of fear, I shut my eyes and suddenly lost all hopes of living.  The next thing I knew, I plunged into the body of water.  I surfaced out of the water while coughing my throat out.  Upon gaining consciousness, I noticed that my relatives who witnessed my ridiculous fall were convulsed with laughter and the water in the pool suddenly got half-filled.  It is because I drank most of it and some splattered out of its rim during my awful entry into the water.  They asked me if I’m okay.  I told them I’m fine and laughed so hard after realizing what had just happened.

Basta nadulas este nagpadulas ako. Tapos!

Nengkoy: the Diva Mahjongera

A lot of research and medical journals claim that playing the ancient Chinese game of mahjong has lots of benefits.  Some study shows that this cognitive game that requires sharp memory, notable strategic planning ability, brilliant attention and robust skill in mathematical computation prevents the development of dementia and could even amplify various cognitive measures. It makes you quick-witted, sharp-witted and not dim-witted.

Definitely, mahjong is considered one great social channel for its players (though they consider other players as their opponents) to bond ties among each other as well as the ‘mirons’ (onlookers) who just watch it.  It’s a game in which the players’ interrelationships would closely bind which leads to feelings of positive social belongingness and well being.

I consider myself and my siblings to belong to the above average intelligence scale but I cannot remember the time I and my siblings were assisted by Nengkoy to study for a school exam or finish a school-required-homework.  However, my memory never fails me to recall the days when Nengkoy would tag us along in her mahjong sessions at the houses of her amigas and compadres in Sta. Ana, Makati during our childhood days.

I clearly remember those days when I would not play with the sons and daughters of her ‘mahjong-mates’.  But I would prefer just sitting beside her at one corner of the mahjong table and watch how she do various tactics and strategies among those engraved marble mahjong tiles on the table.  And when every time she or an opponent declares ‘todas’ (a win) I would gladly assist her in shuffling and rearranging those tiles to re-start a new game.

At present day, Nengkoy’s amigas may seldom or no longer play it anymore but Nengkoy still does.  She now plays it with us, her children and grandchildren.  Hilarious yet brain-challenging mahjong games played by the family up to these present days in the house of Nengkoy in Pasay kept the family sane and insane!

I belong to the Romasanta-Langit family and every one of us knows how to play mahjong. It is one of the common flairs that we have.  A specimen who claims to belong to the Romasanta-Langit family is a sham if he or she doesn’t know how to play this ancient game.

I and my siblings’ intellectual aptitudes and social acumen may be attributed to our innate genetics but this has been enhanced and honed by Nengkoy’s influences. And one of these great influences is our knowledge and ability to play mahjong.  Thanks to Nengkoy, the “diva majongera” who is celebrating her 74th birthday today, for the unconventional way of sharpening our wit.

Happy Birthday Nanay!  Todas!  Ol ap, syete pares.  Bipor da pip.  No plawer, no dyoker…