Have you watched Slumdog Millionaire? It's a story of a young boy who grew up in a depressed area in Mumbai, India. When he was young, he didn't bother with all the hatred, negative comments and poverty that surrounded him. Instead, he moved forward and he won a million bucks when he joined the Indian version of "Who wants to be a Millionaire"! Sounds interesting, right?
During my college days, we had a subject entitled Program Planning and Building which we gathered information and data in our chosen barangays. We interviewed people from depressed areas about their lives in their slum houses. At first, I was a bit nervous and frigid because my thesis mates kept on teasing who will be the first one to conduct an interview. Because I have a soft spot with the people in slum areas, I decided to be the first one to mingle with them. We asked them about their jobs, families, their cost of living and what are their plans for the future. Some of them were hopeless cases because they wanted to stay longer in the slum area rather than to live in a quiet place but no jobs to linger on. I cannot blame them because they are immune to whatever things have been happening in their area. But some of them has an optimistic side and still have the faith, that in time, God will surely remove them from depression.
All I mentioned above is just a reality check that we are not living in a bed of roses. We face struggles, life challenges and a heck of plug-uglies. But in our hearts, if we have firm faith in God, nothing is impossible. Just put in your mind that God answers prayers in three ways: Yes you will have it! Not yet! There's something better! In all cases be thankful.
P.S. After you read all the contents here, if you have idle time, try to watch Slumdog Millionaire. It's worth a thousand bucks! :)
My Nanay and I went to Himlayan Cemetery to visit my Tatay’s grave in remembering his 14th death anniversary. August 29 is the exact date of Tatay’s death anniversary but due to household chores that Nanay and I usually do every weekend, we decided to visit Tatay the following day (August 30, 2010). Yes, it’s been 14 long years that our Tatay left us due to lung cancer but his presence in our lives still lingers on. I was nine 9 years old when he passed away but the memories I’ve shared with my father are still very vivid and unforgettable. I considered my Nanay as the soft-spoken in our family while my Tatay was the disciplinarian. Though my father has a strong personality, I was never scared of him because I know that in his strong character, a good and loving father is what he really portrayed. I heard a lot of good comments about my father that most of our relatives liked him. They’ve said that my father was well-loved by everybody because of his character. Yes, he’s strict, but...
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