I Remember The Days Novels & Stories

"sorry for asking." sya naman ngayon ang nakaramdam ng guilt sa pag tatanong. "it's ok, that happen already and part of our life, maybe hindi pa talaga sila ang para sa atin." may lungkot na wika nito. "I hope one day we can continue life with joy and be carefree." pilit ang ngiting turan ni Tasha. "why you wait one day, kung pwedi mo namang gawin ngayon na maging carefree." naka ngiting wika ni Nato na bumaling pa sa diriksyon ni Tasha.

��𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳— 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘩. 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 �

Kinuha niya Ang kamay ni Darcy upang hawakan at iparamdam Ang pag aalala niya. "I-I'm totally fine I think coz I'm still alive. I think so." "you never change, Darz. sometimes take things seriously." Sabi ni Ingrid na may bahid ng pagka yamot. "But I'm serious." nangunot Ang noo niya. "It's just that.. I don't know. There are some things I don't really recall. its like some part of my memory were lost." May lungkot sa tinig nitong Hindi maikukubli.

Kunot na kunot ang noo ko. "Why don't I remember it?" "I don't know Kairos. Nawalan ka nang malay noon. You were rushed to the hospital. I was worried tapos sabi ng doctor, you were so drunk and when you woke up, wala kang recollection doon sa nangyari. Ayon sa test results sa'yo, two days kang under the influence of alcohol. Straight, Kairos..." Now I remember. It was that time when I had an argument with my father. I was so disappointed with myself that I drink a lot for two days.

Ngumiti siya panandalian na tila may binabalikang memory from the past. "Do you remember our first meeting?" Sa hallway ng Samson University. "Yeah. Binangga mo lang naman ako." Sabi ko na ikinatawa niya ng bahagya. Nakita ko pa ang makinis, maputi at mahaba niyang leeg. Napalunok ako. "Nag sorry naman ako." Ganti niya. Salubong na ngayon ang mga titig namin. "What about that?" I didn't get her point, kasi, for reminiscing about that old day.

Pero gusto kong malaman kung sino siya sa buhay ko ngayon. Pagbalik ko sa laboratory, hindi ko agad maalis sa isip ko ang naging conversation namin ni Eireen. Habang naglalakad ako papunta sa workstation ko, paulit-ulit na bumabalik sa isip ko ang mga sinabi niya tungkol sa past ko, lalo na noong sabihin niyang may mga taong minsan ay naiiwan sa memory natin kahit hindi natin sila maalala nang buo. Hindi ko alam kung bakit, pero mas lalo akong nabahala dahil sa tuwing naiisip ko ang past ko, palaging may kasamang isang mukha na hindi ko makita nang malinaw.

I took a deep breath once again. Ginawa ko na lang na abala ang sarili ko sa pag-aayos hanggang sa makuha ng isang libro ang atensyon ko. Hindi ito kalumuan ngunit mababakas na gamit na ito. Out of nowhere I smiled. "Memories of Days," mahinang basa ko sa title. "That’s mine." Napukaw ang atensyon ko sa nagsalita. "I just dropped it, but it's really mine. The author even wrote my name on that book." Binuklat ko ang libro. "Venice Lopez. That’s my name.”

Kailangan ko ng sagot. Saglit siyang natahimik. Then lumapit siya. Dahan-dahan. Hindi pilit. Hindi agresibo. Pero sapat para maramdaman ko yung presensya niya. “I don’t remember everything.” Diretso. Masakit. Pero hindi ako nagulat. Alam ko na ‘yon. Narinig ko na ‘yon. Paulit-ulit. “Tama ka, hindi pa kita maalala”

Tita Lily please. “Its my pleasure to accept your request my dear niece.” A round of applause please for my beloved aunt Lily.....nagsipalakpakan ang mga manunuod. “Bring me back!” I've always been afraid My best years have passed They say the good old days Well, they never last. I've been running into you in my head In-between, what could've been, yeah-yeah-yeah Everybody seems to leave bittersweet memories Time does seem to fly Then it's hard to find, yeah

" masungit kong sabi pero ngumiti lang siya sakin infairness gwapo hihi "Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it I'd like to be my old self again But I'm still trying to find it After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone But you keep my old scarf from that very first week 'Cause it reminds you of innocence And it smells like me You can't get rid of it 'Cause you remember it all too well, yeah." pagkakanta ko