Hibiscus flower by the road
"an Amorsolo setting, a rice farm"
"banana trees close to a flowering plant along the rice fields"
"the nipa hut, close to the rice fields"
"the road i travelled"all photos were taken by orange tulip in her latest exploration
i was able to visit a small farm somewhere in the countryside of Cotabato and the experience continues to thrill me up to this moment.last night i took a bath close to the half-century old trees with fireflies, under a few stars lighting up a dark sky. i relished sleeping with the windows open with the night and early morning breeze lightly touching my face. i had a great sleep and was late for breakfast of fresh fruits especially picked for me earlier this morning.
i sought a company of a little girl and had a brief walk outside the farm, in a small road nearby. i did not mind even if this girl keeps on telling me that almost everybody keeps staring at me. i simply told her they do not know me that's why. she argued i am gorgeous that's why. i told her i just look a little different and stopping briefly along the way, took these photos.
it has been a while since i had not seen a nipa hut, then the common shelter for Filipinos which was of course changed to what they think as better houses well because they are made of stone and cement and the commercial house construction materials. i still wish i can sleep in one of the nipa huts close to the farm and relish the pure joy of simple living.
what i found really remarkable is that, amidst the news of recent bombing in Iligan City(Lanao de Norte, a charming city i was able to drop by in June of last year on our way to Cagayan de Oro from Zamboanga) this small village with a combined population of Muslims and Christians are seemingly living their lives normally. i am glad to see farmers and other people planting rice in a farm nearby, the men bringing some farm harvests to the market and the women and chidren helping each other in their daily activities. in particular, i saw a Muslim woman and her child preparing for what seemed to be something to be used in their rice farm. they looked so content doing the chore together, and even though i wanted to introduce myself and start a brief chat with the mother and his little boy, i became content watching them from afar. it was a sight exactly opposite of how troubled Mindanao has been, with scared children and women running as seen in television and newspaper reports about five months ago. in contrast, what i saw this morning was-a lovely sight to behold. how i wish i can linger for a few minutes more, but the little girl accompanying me on my walk has decided to go ahead, so i have to catch up with her pace.
and i wish that the sight i saw will continue. and i wish peace both in the hearts of these villagers and in their village and all other troubled villages not only in Cotabato but in the neighbouring provinces and the entire Mindanao.
and i wish that it would not be too much- for me to be wishing for peace in the Philippines, India, troubled parts of Asia, Middle East and the rest of the world.
i sought a company of a little girl and had a brief walk outside the farm, in a small road nearby. i did not mind even if this girl keeps on telling me that almost everybody keeps staring at me. i simply told her they do not know me that's why. she argued i am gorgeous that's why. i told her i just look a little different and stopping briefly along the way, took these photos.
it has been a while since i had not seen a nipa hut, then the common shelter for Filipinos which was of course changed to what they think as better houses well because they are made of stone and cement and the commercial house construction materials. i still wish i can sleep in one of the nipa huts close to the farm and relish the pure joy of simple living.
what i found really remarkable is that, amidst the news of recent bombing in Iligan City(Lanao de Norte, a charming city i was able to drop by in June of last year on our way to Cagayan de Oro from Zamboanga) this small village with a combined population of Muslims and Christians are seemingly living their lives normally. i am glad to see farmers and other people planting rice in a farm nearby, the men bringing some farm harvests to the market and the women and chidren helping each other in their daily activities. in particular, i saw a Muslim woman and her child preparing for what seemed to be something to be used in their rice farm. they looked so content doing the chore together, and even though i wanted to introduce myself and start a brief chat with the mother and his little boy, i became content watching them from afar. it was a sight exactly opposite of how troubled Mindanao has been, with scared children and women running as seen in television and newspaper reports about five months ago. in contrast, what i saw this morning was-a lovely sight to behold. how i wish i can linger for a few minutes more, but the little girl accompanying me on my walk has decided to go ahead, so i have to catch up with her pace.
and i wish that the sight i saw will continue. and i wish peace both in the hearts of these villagers and in their village and all other troubled villages not only in Cotabato but in the neighbouring provinces and the entire Mindanao.
and i wish that it would not be too much- for me to be wishing for peace in the Philippines, India, troubled parts of Asia, Middle East and the rest of the world.
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