It could have been a very happy Christmas and I wanted so much to write about the events that happened the past few days. I want to write about all of the Christmas parties and gatherings I’ve attended. I want to write about the following:
v About the Christmas party with the Muay Thai Association of the Phil (MAP)- that happened at the same night with the Christmas party with my staff. Fortunately, the MAP party was held at Ultra and our office party was held at Aruba Metrowalk which enabled me to attend both.
v About the dinner with my best friend, Christian and his girlfriend at Paparazzi, Edsa Shangri-la Hotel. I told Beck that perhaps Christian will be announcing something very important, like his engagement, which is why he chose such a very cozy and private venue.
v About the Christmas party at World Music KTV in Promenade Greenhills my wife and I held for the staff of our family business. Beck and I were supposed to meet my high school and college friends for dinner in Makati but since Beck’s not feeling well, we stayed with our staff.
v About my family’s visit to my sister and her family. This is their first time to be in the Philippines during Christmas. They will be migrating to Canada this coming summer and I may not be able to see her again for the next four or five years. About my nephew and niece who speak with what I call the “call center accent”. They have acquired this accent because they’re both studying in an international school. About RP making an e-mail address to her cousins, making me to remark that kids nowadays are so technologically advanced. I had my first e-mail address when I was 22. My daughter is only 8 and her cousins are only 5 and 4.
v About the Christmas dinner (December 24) we have at Mezzaluna at Serendra The Fort. Beck has spent all of her energy cooking spaghetti that she will distribute to her staff and to street kids that she couldn’t prepare our dinner. So we have our noche buena at Mezzaluna and ended paying Php6000 for a dinner for 4 persons. Our bill could have reached Php8000 if the foie gras we ordered was served. Fortunately, the waiter made an error and forgot to include foie gras. We teased our maid that she just had a very expensive noche buena.
v About the dinner the following night (December 25) at New Orleans at Bonifacio High Street my family had with Carlo and his daughter.
v About the mountain bike that I gave Beck as a Christmas present since she wants to try mountain biking as a sport. And for her to have a companion in biking, I bought another bike for me.
v About the home theater system with a 32 inch HDTV I bought as a gift to myself. Knowing that I’ve always been a naughty boy, Santa will not give me what I want for Christmas. So I purchased my own gift. And the first movie that I watched with my new toy is my favorite movie Love Actually.
v About the four new books that I recently added to my reading collection. These books are: 1)The Knights of the Holy Grail: The Secret History of the Knights Templar by Tim Wallace Murphy 2) The J Curve: A New Way to Understand Why Nations Rise and Fall by Ian Bremmer 3) A History of God: The 4,000 year quest of Judaism, Christianity, and Islam by Karen Armstrong and 4) The Art of Victory: Strategies for Personal Success and Global Survival in a Changing World by Gregory Copley
v About my other best friend, Richelle who kept on checking where I am and if I’m with my family. I told her weeks ago that if I will not be celebrating Christmas with my family, I would spend the holiday in a place where there’s no Christmas. And I’m choosing between Siem Reap, Cambodia or Ulan Bataar, Mongolia. I told her that since I’m in the Philippines, it means that I’m not alone this Christmas.
But instead, I am writing about the song that is endlessly playing in my mind. The name of the song is Alone Again, Naturally by Gilbert O’Sullivan. Though this was released in 1972, three years before I was born, I only heard this for the first time when I was in 3rd year high school and I loved it instantly, which is unusual for a 15 year old, specially at a time when most teenagers would bang their heads to Ice Ice Baby (Vanilla Ice) or strut their bodies with The man from Manila (Francis Magalona).
This poignant ballad of a man contemplating to commit suicide after being stood up in his wedding and telling about the death of his parents is one of the saddest songs ever written. There’s much poetry in its lyrics, specially this line “Reality came around, and without so much as a mere touch cut me to little pieces.” I would think and hum this song at every low point in my life. This song would help me soothe and pick up the pieces of my shattered self.
I thought I can prevent the aftermath of the November 9 incident. There’s really no running away from the consequences of our actions.
One night after Christmas, I’m alone again, naturally.















