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When the veil is lifted off

When I opened my computer today, I read something about what's significant in this date numbers that some website had taken time to make some quirky fuss. I rock my mind a bit to think of things that would triflingly associate with what’s in it to delve in. I just can’t think of anything important to say about it and I even wasted my chance to read a good book of James Patterson’s Beach House just to try to write something about what with this date of 11-11-11 can mean. And yeah, I found nothing of importance that happened in my life to mark this date as something.

If there are mythical theories going around about some spooky palindromes, I don’t think I am pretty much influenced by it since I just heard of the term just right now. I like to listen to spooky tales, odd stories, weird happenings and inexplicable events to enhance the knowledge about the unknowns in this world. It’s good to know and understand the mysteries of things than just simply believe hearsays without verifying some truths. I like to learn and analyze things before I would put myself to believe what’s out there.

Last night, I was talking to fellow boarders and we came to talk about some paranormal sightings. With some fad to learn and try to understand some fancy tales of some elemental occurrences, a fellow boarder told me that they sort of seen some green gnomes in the backyard from a house surveillance monitor. Of course I won’t easily believe on the existence of such until I get to see them myself and try to understand why they seem to appear on certain dusk hours. Some adepts would say that the plane of the elemental world became thin when light and dark is closing in and this enabled them to cross the human plane for a fraction of time. Ever the playful mind with some far-fetched ideas, I wonder what will become to the naughty gnomes when they get left behind when the veils of the two realms were lowered after the specific time. Would they last the brightness of the daylight? Will they burn like vampires do? Since timeframes from the elemental world ticks eon slow from human time, what will become of them when they get to return to their world? If some human wanders around the perimeters of the elemental world at dusk hours, they might also get lost and find themselves helplessly trapped in the world so differently than their own. With these ideas, I think I can try to write some kiddie tales to amuse naughty kids at night and of course try to put good values as a way of nurturing young minds into adulthood.

Since writing some stories can such be a tremendous task to start with, so perhaps I’ll try to make some easy plots that can end fast until a child can fall asleep and get to think of Peter Pan and Wendy in the land of Neverland.

Fire Over Wind

CHAPTER 1

“Agent Cruise, the victim is an old woman around 80 or more years old. The motive according to initial reports is robbery but I doubt that’s all there is in there. Go and conduct your own investigation. Keep me informed.”

“I’ll try to get sweaty, Chief.”

“You’ve had enough good sweats with that lady agent of yours already.”

“Who do you mean? Agent Raznilaj?”

“Who else got both fangs and a good ass that makes these guys here slobbers and would jump on any chance to get into her pants.” Chief winked at the young agent like a father who would tease his son.

“Hmmm, I’d like to see how much I would slobber then.” Tommy stood up and head out to get sweaty.

 The chief smiled and sip his black coffee.

            The coroner’s report showed that the victim was shot with a .45 in the chest. The place was wildly tossed and thoroughly searched looking obviously for something. Drawers were drawn, cushions were ripped open, some walls were knocked down and furnitures were broken and scattered all around.

            This is not a simple robbery. It’s a planned crime where the old woman’s caregiver is out to get some groceries and left the victim all alone. Something is up and that thing is going to rattle his head to figure out the WWWH.

            “I know the old woman.”

            “What?” Tommy was surprised to hear someone behind his shoulders while he was checking some reports about the incident.

            “She’s a friend’s grandmother. He’s coming down to the funeral. I’d like to personally get into this case also, Agent Cruise.”

            “Because he’s your friend?”

            “Because I want to see justice rolls to the guilty.”

            “Hm. Is that all, Agent Raznilaj?”

            “No. That is not simply all.”

            A pause thickened the air between them. Both is measuring each other’s taste of sarcasm like a raging fire ready to smite a windy bag in the form of a fine chic with great air for acerbities.

            “I’d like to see how much balls you’ve got in action than what I see of you right now.” She smiled and continued down to the Chief’s office.

            Tommy abashedly stood obviously bitten by some windy bag. Fire ignites his steely nerves and all he can do is clenched his teeth.

            His desk phone rang.

            “Bring her along, Tommy.” The chief said.

            “What?”

            “Boy, you heard me, right? What is your what for?”

            “But Chief…”

            “Save your buts, now both of you go out there and bring back some good leads. Or, you don’t like to see yourself slobbering around her too.” Chief hanged up with a noticeable smirk on his face for pestering his young agent with some uncomfortable fun.

            Before Tommy get to digest it all, he knew he was put into something where his Chief can make fun of him. He shook his head and saw windy bag coming to his desk.

            “Well?”

            “Well, what?”

            “You know? I don’t think you’re stupid. Now, I do.” She gave her sweetest smile at him and heads out the door outside.

            Tommy got blown again two times in a row. He grabbed his jacket and head out after her. All his fire settled deep in his guts and his sharp eyes blaze up with intensity. The lady is getting on his ungentle veins like injected drugs to get a quick effect of making his loins hot.

            He knew he’s been overtaken and lost the chance to be prepared and get even with her candid affronts. He was just taken off-guard and next time he’ll make sure to get a chance strike deep and hard. Deep and hard. He’s amused at where his thoughts got him to. Deep and hard indeed. We’ll see how she’s gonna take a deep and hard payback.

           

            Lady windy bag stood outside his car. A mocking smile poised over her thin lips and beautiful brown eyes glowers with malignant sarcasms. This time, Tommy gave his sweetest smile and handed her his car key.

            “You wanna go with me so you drive.” He smiled ever sweetly again and put the key to her palms.

            “Sure.” Was the only reply he heard when he went to settle himself in the passenger’s seat. The engine went up with those smooth slender hands on the wheel ready to fly.

            “Will you fasten your seatbelt please, Agent Cruise?”

            “You’re not gonna smash my car into a wall, right?” He pulled down his sunglasses to make her see his eyes glinting with pride for making her drive.

            “Depends how good your car is. I’d like to keep my passengers safe by reminding them to have proper safety precautions.”

            “Drive on, M’lady.” He totally ignored her concern and throw that last bit of affectionate jeer. He’s gonna start his way of getting sweaty with this lady fox beside him. He started to get amused and he likes the feeling of trying to upset her.

            “As you wish, M’lord.”

            And even that simple name calling brought some thrills into his fluttering guts. He’s beginning to feel sweaty and never had felt such funny thoughts with any girl he dated. That is bad. He’s falling into a deep shit.

            “Whoa! What the heck are you doing?” Tommy slammed hard to the side when the car swerved to the right.

            “Taking a shortcut.”

            “I know. You swerved violently.”

            “I know. That is what seatbelts are for. Sudden swerves or stops.”

            “Do you drive that bad? You could get yourself hurt by being rash.”

            “Apparently, I dinna die. What’s to worry?”

            “Do you have a death wish?”

            “None yet. Have you?”

            “I might have one if you keep on driving badly.”

            “M’Lord asked me to drive. I just complied with his bidding. Is that bad?”

            “But not like that?”

            “Like this?” She swerved again and speed up fast then halt suddenly.

            “Are you mad? You are the lousiest driver I had.”

            “Save your praises, Agent. I’m gonna need those next time.” She got out and headed up the front steps.

            “Where are you going? This is not the crime scene here.” He followed her to the steps and caught her snaking her lovely head around. She’s quite charming and simple yet full of fire deep within.

            It’s the airport. He wonders what the hell they were here for. Feeling greatly ignored like his presence doesn’t exist, he stood close and right there in the direct line of her vision. He covered it all so she can ignore him no more.

            “Well, M’lady? I’d like to drop you a kiss if you tell me why are we here?” He bowed a bit to get close to her face and smiled ever more sweetly with a sure touch of teasing.

            She crossed her arms around her full chest and smiled back. Tilted her head a bit to meet his penetrating gaze and close her eyes.

            “Sure. Let’s see how those would feel like.”

            Sweat suddenly wanted to break out his brows. He felt terrible trying to not punish her when she’s playing like a dumb kitten. He knows he’s acting really stupid and the funny feelings are just becoming more intolerable around this woman. He had the chance to study her face at close range. Thick long lashes and finely chiseled nose. Proportioned cheeks with a light touch of makeup. Luscious lips that may taste like loving lips from a wife.

            Tommy wants to explode from an intense and strange longing he suddenly felt. What a terrible effect this woman had to him. It’s suffocating his wild guts and obviously made his untamed loins ache like a broken heart.

            “Ashti?” came a man’s voice next to him.

            Agent Raznilaj smiled and went to give the man a hug. A lingering hug that hinted of missing each other.

            “Welcome Jiggs. Though it’s improper an event to see you once again but I’m happy to see you back.”

            “Thanks for the trouble, my dear. I sure missed a lot of time and you certainly had become a lovely swan over time.” the man gave an admiring smile and Tommy felt stupid and evidently shown a sour face.

            “Agent Cruise, this is my childhood friend Officer Grazz. Jiggs Grazz.”

            “Is he…?” Grazz gave a questioning look indicating if they are a couple or not.

            “He’s an assignment partner.” She smiled dulcetly back to Grazz and hinted a tease that would open a curious mind reading. “He doesn’t look bad, does he?” she gave Tommy a glance and smile that can melt an already melted butter.

            She’s a devious little cunt. A manipulative woman’s charm is oozing out of her and that looks dangerous enough if it’s tried on him.  He gotta watch his back and be careful to not fall on her webs of cunningness.

            She faced him and smiled sweetly again using her womanly weapons to get around with men. What a cruel way of making women to manipulate men into their own advantage.

            “You don’t like me driving your car, M’lord. I guess you can drive us to the site while I fill my friend with some information we have about his grandmother. Won’t you, M’Lord?” and the killing smile again that left Tommy gasping for some air to refresh his already suffocated lungs.

            He gritted his teeth in response and head back to the car. From now on, he’s gonna make it a habit to thwart anything this woman may throw at him.

Oh yeah?

Womanizing is a common fact in the Filipino culture. Out of 10 Filipino women, 9 would say that their men had cheated on them. Since a relationship is a foundation of a couple who would want to start a home, it is also necessary to know what factors that caused these men to look for another nest other than their own. What are the key reasons why men would still look up for another attachment with other women? What emotional situations they do have to be able to cheat with their present wives or girlfriends? What are their reactions when faced being caught of having an affair? What do they do after they got busted out? What are the emotional strains women has to have undergone to be able to move on?

It’s pretty surprising that the man we trusted with our lives were the ones that would hurt our soul and heart by cheating on us. Of course trying to be fair for both genders, we would just not jump to any conclusions we can throw at them. We have to consider factors on why they chose to look for another affection other than ours. We cannot just simply become judgmental of their flaws but instead we will try to learn and understand why they are behaving so.

For these issues, I would like to share my own views of these factors that I have observed from both genders affecting a relationship that leads into waste.

1. Conflicting interests. Mostly, interests partakes a great common denominator in making the relationship work good. When a man is dominant with his interests and the woman doesn’t support him, it could lead into losing affections and would might soon become irresolvable wherein parting ways could be inevitable. Petty as it looks but when a guy is too fond of watching NBA on TV and the woman is standing by to also watch History Channel, it could be a problem as to who would hold the remote control. When switching channels, one loses interests and the other also lost desires to continue watching on. I know some would suggest to just get each a TV set but that is not just practical to average families. Still a strain to the relationship is likely to develop as each interest doesn’t make the other one interested. Therefore, no good interaction happened when one should be cultivating to chuck out a communication barrier.

2. Women are much smarter than the men. Inferiority often comes to men with partners that can generate great ideas when faced with tough situations. Situations like financial problems, family members involved in serious troubles, mean boss who’s fond of raising hell to everyone, or just even the most basic of things that’s happening in the household. Some men doesn’t so much like it when they see their partners being so analytical with situations and thus offered great solutions to what they were having hard times about. On the few times, they would feel happy to have done the right thing suggested by their partners but in the long run, they would lose confidence and sees the partner as stepping on their confidences to act on their own ideas and thus they sometimes resorted to being ill-tempered to show that they are still the man of the house.

3. Unimaginative sexual interaction. A relationship is bonded not just for achieving sexual interaction the literal way but also for satisfying the partner’s sexual desires. It is quite an uneasy discussion to tackle Filipino women’s sexual desires as mostly they would just stick to what they know as it is. Oftentimes, it is also exciting to try to make the lovemaking more fun by trying things nontraditionally. I do not suggest or imply to go beyond what is already the normal way of making love but keeping the heat of excitement and fun and loving moments will not give the chance for the partners to stray for mere reasons of being sexually unsatisfied with their partners. Most Filipino women are deprived of what is the wild way of making love as they see it as dirty largely imbued by religion and moral views of treating sexual interaction as a divine act. I once knew a guy who cheated his wife simply for reasons that another woman gives him exciting sexual pleasures than his wife. Another friend also mentioned that her husband only knows one bed position and never tried something different. Both of them suffered relationship strains but still both cling on amidst dissatisfactions as it is often a Filipino’s culture to save a family no matter how crazy and stormy the relationship goes.

4. Contrasting lifestyles. It is somewhat difficult to hang out with people whose interests never reach the kind that they have. His friends lives in the depressed area whose pastimes are to drink heavily on weekends, smoke continuously without considerations for non-smokers, played pretty loud music and talked loudly damaging eardrums for lack of control when drunk. Her preferences are quiet places to read and embark on anything worth educationally induced to enhance personal quests to understand the larger spins of the world. It came to a point that she no longer goes with him as nobody in his crowd can interact and engage her to an intellectual talk. He also doesn’t accompany her to watch movies and search books on bookstores or even read interesting happenings on the internet. It is not just a simple lifestyle difference but it affected their relationship as again, they both do not have a topic to engaged on discussion and stimulate both their philosophical views of stuffs and therefore enriched their own insights about things around them. (This could be the other way around)

5. Job securities. The man worked as a rank in file employee while the woman worked as a branch supervisor in a large chain of companies. Usually, the woman gets too busy doing her job and sometimes loses time to spend with her partner and function as a housewife to tend to his needs. Isn’t it that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach? Serve a man a good meal + loving care and great affections, I wonder if he would still look at someone else. But this will not happen if the woman is functioning as the one who gets a large check. It is often an unspoken truth that whoever is earning big has the last say on most cases. Taking the famous showbiz personality for example as having lots of projects and tremendous media exposure making her more famous than her husband, no matter how they say that they loved each other, still they end up untying the knots and go their separate ways. It’s pretty difficult when women are more ahead on most things than men. It often goes back as to who got balls when it comes to financial achievements. Often enough, women don’t care of losing their men as they can surely support themselves without them. But how do they cope with the emotional strains it caused them?

6. Fucked up trust. At one point in a relationship, a woman trust a man to not cheat on her and a man is depending that the woman would still stay the same like the first time they met, keep the same level of affection and make him the center of her life. In the course of starting a relationship, it is a huge risk on both sides to be with somebody whom they all thought to be someone who would stick with them through thick and thin, for richer or poorer, in health of sickness, for better or for worse and stand on that lifetime commitment. But when things started to go knotty, women do try to salvage the relationship first. When things start to work out again, one major mistake and the entire wall would collapse into rubble as the once solid relationship already has a crack on it. It’s difficult to put back trust again as it can be like a crystal ball that once broken can never be mended back. A man would feel so lost after losing his woman as they are mostly weak on dealing emotional problems. It is then that they resort to drinking or any vice they can think of just to forget their weaknesses. Most men are too chicken to face their own problems. It is sometimes true that only a woman can bring doom to a gallant and mighty man.

7. Non-acceptance of failures. Blaming the partner for the cause of the relationship rift than assessing the true issue often leads to insurmountable differences and freaky arguments that encourage more resentment to start hurtful verbal attacks. It is near impossible to remain calm when one is under heavy emotional outburst and rational thinking is too far away to get by. Men were often never good at explaining into words what they truly feel and left women to start the long rituals of trying to make their partners see mostly by beating around the bush rather than directly say the truth. Other men are also too proud to accept their own shortcomings and still find ways to direct the blames to their partners in any way they thought could save them from inner embarrassment of being wrong. Avoiding emotional confrontations like this sometimes push men to just simply skip the process and because mostly doesn’t think first before doing so – they just hook up with someone who would not question them of what they do. There starts the breaking of marriage vows to stick thru thick and thin where in fact a 20-minute screw with somebody else would cause your family life to crumble down and is irreparable already.