Broken Window

I could hear French lyrics from Axelle Red, I don’t fucking understand what it was she speaks of, my French is rusty already. I played another track, Mexican this time… sure, another different sound… I think I like to listen to tunes that I do not comprehend the lyrics anymore. Better than hearing the language that my ears are familiar with yet so hard for me to fathom…

I played the violin song that my friends used to play in the office… it’s soothing but makes my heart skip in every beat. Another change of track, ‘The Kiss,’ it silenced my ears… I plopped my head on the couch and stared… ‘Hey that’s nice, but super emo!’ my coworker exclaimed on the other couch… ‘Do you want your stress ball?’ I jokingly told her. ‘I’m ok,’ she was laughing. ‘So anyway,’ she continued. ‘About that road, there are people with goals set up for them, smart people, great people, they know the destination they want to head to and they set up their mind to do it, problem is on the way to the destination, the road is filled with things and amusement stopovers.’

‘Let’s see for example, a Carnival, the person traveling will say, ‘Oh ok, may be I can set aside a few minutes of my life checking out the sights,’ and the person heads on to the booths, on different booths were Flapping Whale, the other says, A Beautiful Siren…’ ‘Wait! Can you change the siren into a goddess instead?’ I batted in, ‘hello, there aren’t any goddess in carnivals! Mermaids na lang,’ ‘Hmp, sige na nga Siren.’ ‘OK, can I continue? Anyway, so the traveler went to the booth were the flapping whale is, he was in awe with the magnanimous weight of the whale as it goes to and fro in the aquarium and it flips, flaps, and jumps up and down, the traveler was laughing, seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours til he lost track of time studying the whale. As the whale turns and made another flop on the water the force hit the traveler and on he flies on the air landing on the booth were there sat the siren. He was still recuperating from the shock as the melodious voice of the Siren serenaded his ears… he stood up limping from the pain but overwhelmed by the beautiful glow coming from this creature, ‘heavenly’, he says, he came in closer and closer til he caught the Siren’s gaze. The creature stared at him amused by the man, the Siren closed her lips and silence fell in the air. The traveler extended his hand to the creature, she moved away and hid like a child, the man hesitated to follow but the glow keeps drawing him in, he followed and duck where the Siren hid and the pain from his leg acted up, he moaned a little in agony and the Siren went closer to him and touched his face. He stood there frozen staring at the eyes of the creature, gently she parted her lips and smiled at him. As if in a trance the traveler forgot everything til a huge flap fell on the wall dividing the booths where the whale and the siren were. The whale was creating such a cacophony that the man was rattled and strobe away from the Siren. The whale was creating those awful sounds, ‘OOOOhhhhanggggg oooohwhanghooooooo,’ – ok about this time I had to laugh at my friend, ‘fuck, babe that sounds so funny!’ I sat laughing at her. ‘Eh ano gagawin ko ganun sound ni Orca noh!’ ‘Hahaha, oh my, this is fucking hilarious! May name na ngayon yung whale?’ we were laughing and giving each other a high five.

‘Ok oh and then what happened?’ ‘Eh ayon, yung letcheng traveler pinuntahan si Orca kasi mukang kawawang ungol ng ungol.’ ‘What about the Siren?’ ‘Well, he figured since his got time, he’ll just go back some other day, mukang nag-eenjoy naman yata sa whale eh.’ ‘Fuck! Dude! You’re crazy!’ We were laughing off our butts. ‘So and then, what happened to the traveler?’ ‘Ewan, nakalimutan na yung destination nya, kung san-san pa kasi nag-stop over.’ ‘Shit, I swear to god, I want to go home already! this place is making us both insane!’ she was laughing again, ‘I know right.’ ‘Wait how come, there are only two booths in the Carnival? ‘Ok, may be we can add hairy giants, cunning sorcerers, palm readers or dancing midgets, then we can call one of the midgets Frodo,’ she laughed again. Damn, I’ll miss her when she resigns.

‘Ma’am here are the new prints,’ I stood up to check the colors for the nth time, ‘I don’t get it, how come the colors doesn’t blend evenly, here its yellow, the other is reddish, I don’t want to sign this, look,’ ‘Tatum, it looks the same to me, I swear when you’re mainit ulo you can be so OC, ’ she exclaimed. ‘Well, I have to be I guess, my senses is back in its right place.’

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