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“I was barefooted strolling along Side Boulevard, with my sandals on my right hand and a guitar on the other.” The night was young, the place was solemn, all were calm and serene but her insides were in turmoil. She has been keeping it all in to herself and she feels no one could understand the pressure she was in. She tried to tell them, making all sort of signs but no one could ever decipher what she was trying to explain. She turned away and walked by the shore, alone, frustrated and thinking. She sat down by the gloomy tree and placed the quarter of the guitar buried in the sand. Just minutes later she returned to the group. She has now composed herself and was about to say what she was trying to portray earlier on. Everybody was silent and listening attentively, when out of the blue an odor indescribably stinky begun to occupy their nostrils. Each one of them commented on how horrible the smell was, all but one. All of them had a puzzled look on their faces. They turned with their eyes fixed on her like an eagle preying on a food!

As the wind caresses my face and as the sun light amazes my eyes, I knew then that this day would be no different. The usual stuff happened; my smooth ride soon became polluted by noise from the horns of vehicles and chatters of people. Despite the disorder, my mind is able to wander off around my memories.

Finally, I stepped out of that vehicle and begun to enter the gates of hell. I just remembered that I have no life lines left; I have consumed every valid absence a student could have. With not a moment to lose, I fast walk my way to the busy hall way of our school. My mind is nowhere close to strolling away from reality, my heart is beating faster than usual and tension is building up inside. “I cannot afford to drop out from one my classes!” I said to myself. Then, for a jiffy and with no warning, I saw him! I turned my back in an instant, was I hallucinating? The second bell rang. I snap out of it and sat at the place I call my own, my arm chair.

I tried my best to give explanations on why on earth I thought I saw him. First, I must be delusional, the pressure is taking the best of me. Second, my desire for him is greater than I thought. Thirdly, it was really him! The mindboggling question is, was it him?

Tick tack tick tack says the clock. An hour pass eight and still I could not take my thoughts off him. After ages of waiting, the bell finally rang. I got my bag, bode goodbye to my mates and left the ­oh so boring professor. From a far, I could see the very tall shadow hovering the door way. Much to my surprise, it began to rain heavily. My sight was blurry, my eyes were at its all time bigness, my eyebrows were in denial and my heart was slow to beat. My things fell on the floor, and my limbs went weak. I wanted to die right there and there. It was him, he returned.

­I could not but stand in awe. It is as if I saw something unnatural. I have been thinking of this day, but still that did me give me comfort. My eyes begun to leak, my hands in my mouth and my knees were trembling. I could not utter a word. Not a “hello”, much less an “I missed you”. I stood there, very much contented with the sight of him. Him, who have been appearing in my dreams; Him, whom I cannot stop loving; Him who is named Nobody.

I heard the bell rang again, consciousness awakened. I opened my eyes and I was in tears. My pillow was wet and the sun has risen. The clock was in tantrums and my mind was blown away. “t’was but a dream, a bitter sweet dream”, I said to myself.

This art is especially made for bughaw na aso! He is my motivation behind the shit! (bwahihi) The word katchookuy, hmm well i do not really what it stands for. That word just sprung unto my mind. I was plurkin gone day, and i saw "bughaw na aso" name and so i came up with katchookuy. I now have a meaning to it. BUGHAW NA ASO!

I do not know where i have gone wrong.
i gave you my all.
how could you leave me?
when you promised not to.

You made me happy.
You made me cry.
You made me laugh.
You made my life worth while.

I miss the days we were together.
The feeling of contentment,
the perfect hours,
the perfect you
and the imperfect me.

Gone were those days now,
and the feeling is subsiding.
Light brought me something.
It brought me my beloved.

A one true friend.
A one true lover,
and the reason i awake
with such blissful glee.

He makes me smile.
He makes my cheeks turn red.
But most of all,
He breathes the air I breathe.
He sees the moon as i do.
He is with me.

He listens,
he fights,
he spoils,
he loves,
he hates,
he thrills,
he is KATCHOOKUY!

As the sun resides beneath the bleak horizon, I closed my eyes and felt the air hushing through my ears and the sand sinking into my toes.Darkness and discontent invaded my vision, pushing me to a place of questionable blur.


A bitter struggle begun beyond my wildest imagination. When I thought life has nothing more to offer, it gave me an utterly harsh slap on the face. And now I am faced with a horrible leech that disrupts my being and slowly devouring my insides.

With in a moment, everything became serene. The once hostile place soon replaced by tranquility and peace. Then I felt my body breathing again. As my lungs took air, I gave out my pains. Gently, I opened my eyes and there were fog like structures that lurked around me. Though my sight had not yet recovered its full vision, the room so dark that even a dim light appeared to be a very powerful spray of white.

At that moment on, nothing seemed more real than the flash of memories that burst into my mind. Half way through, I felt a force pushing me back, hindering my way. Doubt then existed. Troubled, my thoughts were. Decisions must be made, pressure rising and stress kicking its way in. With no where to go but the path in sight, I begun to run towards the door which is now closing. A leap of faith got me through but a heart attack it almost gave me.

I question not my fear of darkness but my fear of life without light. To what shall come of life, if thy being is black as the abyss. Could that be even called living? As my thoughts wandered upon the issue, I became aware where I was.

The air was just refreshing, and the weather was astonishingly fine. It was not as hot as summer's day, nor as gloomy as September's rain. Clouds were covering sunlight’s path, creating a map which was constantly changing. The little rays pushes its way in and gives the effect of sparkle upon embracing the life forms. It is in every sense a perfect weather.

My eyes feast upon a gigantic beauty, of which I saw every day. I saw it like the first time I laid my eyes on him and this moment was no different. I saw the light descend from the heavens, giving him pride to what he is and what shall become of him. A melody so soft that only the keen of senses could identify, came into existence. No moment later, he was swaying with her. As their arms stretched to its limits, elegance and passion rise to clarity. A tantalizing voice vibrated his paralyzed feet. He wanted to dance with her, to touch her.

Sadly, she was but impossible for him to grasp. For will power alone is not enough to pursue her. Dismayed by the decision, she loathed him. She pushes him away with brute force, but he -- being the gentle hearted that he was, bent in obedience. And just like that she was gone.

Be it night or day, he thought of her, wishing that she would come back. The thought never grew old in his ever hoping mind. But the doors were now closing, and no sign of her showed. The flame that engrossed the fire was now dying. But even at this state, the melody was still whispering his hopes alive. Even if he knew it was doomed to fail from the very beginning, he showed no fear. For an eternity was not life for without her. One night, as he watched the moon turns a glow, an idea swept his mind of his feet.

I opened my eyes and I felt the sand on my toes again. As the beach tides pushed, I took a stand and begun to walk. I am now in the hill top where the man was. A tree of gigantic beauty stood its ground. And even up to this moment, I could hear the echoes of a content man dancing with glee. Only he knows precisely how satisfaction was captured that night. May he rest in peace!

--acknowledgements--

Thank you to the model who doesn't even know she has pictures online..

Front and back. My first ever photoshop