Remembering Novels & Stories

Hindi na raw nila sasagutin ang mga tanong ko at hahayaan nilang kusang bumalik ang memorya ko. "Ate, I know you want to remember, but you have to be careful. If you force yourself to remember, your brain might make up memories that aren’t real just to fill in the blanks. Yon ang sabi sa amin ng doctor. Kapag daw nagiging emotional ka, pwedeng maghalo-halo ang lahat. Your mind might create memories that didn’t actually happen. I don’t want that to happen to you. Just take your time and let your memories come back naturally." Iyan ang sagot sa akin ni Scarlet nang tinanong ko siya kung ano ba ang nangyari sa limang taong hindi ko maalala! I cannot believe I can't remember those five freaking

"I mean, parang nawawala sa isip niya na may amnesia ka. Ang weird lang kasi." Natigilan ako at napaisip matapos sabihin ni Mira 'yon. Tama siya. Bakit parang nakakalimutan ni Kuya na may amnesia ako at kailangan ko pa siyang i remind tungkol do'n? Hmm... Ang weird pero...

I was delighted that the weather cooperated today because I couldn’t imagine visiting them on a rainy day. “Well… we can distinguish what is right and wrong when we have memories. We can recall where we made mistakes and learn from them,” Marcus stated that brought me back to reality. He paused for a second, I saw his lips tremble when he attempted to talk again. “We can't remember everything, but the ones that evoke strong emotions are the ones that stay with us the longest.” I nodded. “I think so, too…”

Why are those memories keep flashing in my mind? "Don't tell me na nakalimutan mo na siya? Oh my gosh, Nelle! Hindi kami makapaniwala sa nangyayari ngayon. That's really unacceptable to believe you na nakalimutan mo na siya. Unless..." pabitin na ani Arthur kaya mas nakatutok ang atensiyon namin sa kanya. "Do you have an amnesia?" Mabilis naman akong umiling dahil doon. Paano naman ako magkakaroon no'n gayong palagi lang naman aking nasa bahay at nag-aaral?

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”

“Maybe we’re friends before. Who knows?” Mariin niyang kinagat ang ibabang labi. Ramdam niya ang pagpapaligoy-ligoy nito na para bang hindi ito interesadong sagutin ang kanyang mga katanungan. Mas lalo tuloy siyang naguguluhan. “I see,” she replied and sighed. “If you are though, I’m so sorry if I can’t remember you. I am suffering from amnesia and I couldn’t recall anyone from my past. If you are one of them, please let me know.”

aniya dahilan para mapasimangot ako. Damot naman—nagtatanong lang, eh. "Your energy is back now, unlike last night when you woke up—you really couldn’t talk. You just cried and cried until you fell asleep," he said, which puzzled me. Why can’t I remember? Why don’t I remember that it happened last night? "Bakit wala akong maalala?" tanong ko, naguguluhan. "That’s probably just a side effect of the medicine you took last night. Don’t worry, you’ll remember it eventually," sagot ni Louie, bago ngumiti sa akin.

At kung ako si Hugo ay bakit Mayumi ang pangalan na naalala ko? I blinked as other flashes of memories entered my mind. God! Oh, God! I think... I think I am getting my memories back now. Fucking hell! I gritted my teeth as I remember all now... Incognito. Princeps. Helio!

diretso niyang tanong. “Yun na nga. Nalaman kong mayroon siyang amnesia. Selective amnesia. I heard she forgot the last five years of her life…” Kumunot ang kanyang noo. “What do you mean?” “Yes, Aiden. Ikaw at si Miracle… hindi na niya maalala.”

Nabibinggi na ako sa ingay ng mga tanong na nagkakagulo sa utak ko. I looked intently to the box. I cannot count the times I am tempted to open it. Curiosity eats me. Gusto kong makita ang laman ng box because something in my heart ang naeexcite na medyo natatakot sa kung ano mang laman nito. Definitely, I wanted to remember my memories. This is the second time, I was reminded na hindi ko maalala yung memories na meron ako from my early life. The first time was during my father's burial. I tried to reminisce my memories with my dad, but I can't. Years passed, I forgot about those memories. I just leave them. Kung hindi ko maalala, edi hindi. Today, I am convinced, something is wrong sa memor