Recollections Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hindi dahil sumuko siya. Kundi dahil biglang sumakit ang ulo niya. Napahawak siya sa sentido. Muling may dumaan sa isip niya. Isang mesa. Isang laptop. Isang kamay. At isang boses. "Never keep it on the main drive." Nagmulat siya. Huminga nang malalim. "What did you remember?" "Someone told me not to keep something in the main drive." "What's the something?"

I really want to know because I can't remember much of my past. My memory starts with a white ceiling and a smell of medicine, in short ay sa ospital. I was 10 years old back then. I tried remembering about what happened bago ako napunta roon, pero wala akong napala. Wala talaga akong maalala. The only thing I can recall is the noise, screams, cry, force, and pain.

"Yes, you can record what you remember, pero hindi ibig sabihin na kailangan mong pilitin ang sarili mo na makuha ang buong picture. Minsan, mas maraming false details ang pumapasok kapag pinipilit nating punan ang gaps. Isulat mo kung ano lang ang sigurado ka, then wait for the rest to come back on its own." "Why? Bakit parang sigurado kang may connection ang emotions sa memories? Hindi lang ito simpleng advice, parang may personal reason kung bakit alam mo kung paano haharapin ang ganitong situation." "Because I think some memories are connected to emotions. Kapag pinilit mong kunin ang memory without understanding the emotion behind it, baka lalo lang mawala. Minsan, hindi image ang unang

“Summarize the discussion. Eight key points.” Napakurap siya. Grabe. Sinadya. Alam niyang sinadya. “Noted po,” sagot niya. Pero sa loob— Napapamura na siya. Buti na lang— Naka-record siya. “If you can’t remember,” dagdag ni Rafael, nakasandal sa upuan, “I can help you recall.” Napatingin siya. May ngiti ito. Pero hindi mabait.

Gising na pala siya, hindi ko naman napansin. “Oh, ano? Binabangungot ka na naman? Feeling ko talaga may parte si Sella, April at Melody sa buhay mo eh. Wala ka namang sinasabing may amnesia ka. Natatandaan mo pa naman ang nakaraan mo, diba?” Medyo inis na may halong kuryosidad niyang tanong.

“Is there anything I can do to support her through this process? I just want to see her smile again and have a chance at a normal life.” Tumango ang doktor na may ngiti sa labi nito. “Your presence and support are crucial. Reconnecting with loved ones can often serve as a catalyst for memory recall. Encourage her to engage in activities she enjoyed before, and perhaps spend time looking at old photographs or talking about shared experiences. It might help trigger some of those present memories.”

They slipped away from me like water through my fingers, leaving me with nothing but the ache of knowing I had seen something important, something that belonged to me. Pero ngayon… it feels different. Hindi na lang basta dumadaan. I remember them. I can still see them when I close my eyes, still feel the warmth of those embraces, the laughter, the way my heart used to beat in those moments. The memories don’t fade like before; they stay, lingering, haunting me. I can recall the man’s voice whispering my name, the way he called me his wife, the way his lips touched mine. I can recall the happiness, the love, the weight of belonging that came with it. I can recall it all, vividly, like it just

"But, Tim. Bakit mo iyan natanong?" "Panay ang kwentuhan naming dalawa ng anak natin, Heilena. May advantage rin pa la ang pagiging madaldal nitong batang 'to," natatawang kwento ni Timothy. "The way she talked about us to me, unti-unti kong naalala ang lahat. Actually, I have been constantly seeing you in my memories pero pautay-utay lang iyon. It's like chunked memories at ayaw ko munang magsalita habang hindi pa klaro ang lahat sa isip ko. But just today, naging klaro ang lahat sa isip ko. I finally remembered you, us. At hindi mo alam kung gaano mo ako pinasaya."

I hopelessly confessed, “ang naaalala ko lang ay ‘yong papunta tayo sa dati naming compound tapos tumigil tayo sa gilid ng kalsada para mag-usap… tapos… malabo na ang mga sumunod na nangyari sa isipan ko.” I saw how his lips trembled when he tried to say something. He took a deep breath to recollect himself. “So… you can’t remember the conversation we had earlier?” I blinked several times and held my hand together above my stomach. “Well… I remember you pleading or asking something, but I can’t totally remember the exact words you said.” Marcus nodded several times as he listened to me explain. “Hindi mo rin ba maalala ang mga sinabi mo sa akin?”

I don't know hindi ko alam kung paano sa sobrang tagal na naman ba kasi ng pangyayaring iyon it's impossible for me to remember all of it after all. --- VENCOLDASICE