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FANTASY OF A CHILDHOOD MEMORY Love and memories are emotional ingredients that are hard to dispel. Many times when I am writing an article I find myself looking beyond these pen and paper in front of me. In the corridors of my fantasy, I am holding the gentle hands of a beautiful woman. Her smile so captivating and irresistible, her touch would send cold chilling sensations down my spine and I would close my eyes for a long time to savor the tingling feeling brought about by the amorous meeting. Then gradually as it begun I find myself being pulled back to reality, holding my pen and blank writing pad as the multicolored screen of my Imagination turned gray. It is amusing indeed to be caught in situations similar to these imaginary fantasies. However I find it rewarding because it gives me more energy to plow the fertile grounds of my mind and impregnate them with seeds of artistic insinuations that may inspire some crazy readers. [Laughter] But seriously speaking this woman I was describing a while back is a beauty indeed fair complexioned, brown hair and ebony eyes, with an angelic face When we were in the elementary grade we use to have lunch together at the guest house of the mining camp at Suyoc in Mankayan Benguet. I can still remember Maryann, Jesus and Helen as we giggle and tell stories of all sorts. Then we never saw each other again when my father transferred t0 another mining camp. For decades we have never seen each other again. But those memories are so alive and vibrant until this day. I remember one time at the Baguio Colleges Foundation as I was strolling on the corridor when I suddenly saw the name of Helen written on the bulletin board, my heart begun to beat hard and seem to leap out of my breast. I tried to locate her and peek at every room perchance I might see her lovely face. Weeks past and even months but I never had the chance to meet her. I was thinking how lovely she is now and her figure must look so sexy! I graduated college without any opportunity of meeting her, she remained elusive and fate did not give both of us a time to reminisce those younger days we both enjoyed so much. I believe there are many out there who have the same experience like mine and are clinging to it till this day. Sometimes it’s a nightmare and they wish to wake up and dwell into another dream. [Giggle] The years never let go its grasp on these memories in fact as time goes on, flashback come and go with more intensity. But I live with it until I may find dimensions that preserve the record of these memories into the tablets of my heart immortalized, that I can remember and mull them forever…………. |
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