The Almighty Hanger

My parents are believers of the principle of spanking, specially my dad who grew up with courage, integrity and loyalty embedded on his genes. Hangers, belt buckles, walis and long sticks were some of my worst enemies back then, each having their own degree of ouch scale ranging from not-so-painful to hanger imprint on thighs. I wasn't so much of a badly behaved child but rather troublesome and irritating. I have a younger sister and we almost always end up fighting no matter how peacefully we started playing. We tried just about every way to annoy one another. We shout, pull one's hair, scratch, jab and kick each other's butt and when mom or dad caught us in the act we suffer double, it doesn't matter if we lie face down on bed or stand, we'll end up with belt buckle or hanger imprints on our thighs, at times on our forearms (when we try to protect our precious thighs). Besides from things my sister and I did, we also got a good spanking for not obeying some of our parents' asking and playing before studying. Although we get high grades in school it wasn't enough for our parents to let us do our child duties first before studying. They believe that study habits should be molded while one is young, so they wasted no time instilling discipline and focus regarding academics. Well their unwavering efforts payed off, not only did my sister and i excel in academics but we participated in extra-curricular, as well and never veered off course, smoke and drug-free even in college.

I remember there was a time when I really got angry with my dad. He got mad at me for not following mom's request, he had no idea that I was in my room finishing a story I'm working for about a week. He thought I was falling deaf on my mother's request. I didn't had a chance to redeem myself, afraid it will only make dad angrier. I never told him about the story till midnight when we were having our snack and I showed him the papers. One look and I knew he was sorry for what he did earlier. Spanking helps but not all the time.

Although I'm against my parents' belief, I don't condone the idea of spanking. I got spank and I grew up to be a responsible and disciplined person.

Constancy

Old friend, guidance I ask not. for you bargain the purest of minds, compelling vulnerable souls to live in falsity, exposing innocent truths to deliberately planned circumstances. Creating alternate existence that overtly corrupts actuality. Avoiding what is now and confining the yet to be in oblivion. Putting gaps of possibility in meager chances, seething in the depths of in between. Pleading to reach out and interpose permanent changes and finality, emerging as the brutally faceted future.

Is it just to believe in something that changes in an instant? Is it right to lose your way from what is expected? Is it enough for one to believe in another to live? Is it too much to be eager at one thing and long for another? Hard as it is to be desirous of everything at the same time, I struggle to maintain balance in life and accept things as they are. Still, I'm looking forward to a perpetually balanced future.

First Impression

I was never a believer of first impressions, I need at least three or more encounters with same person to be able to grasp a sense of what he or she will be like. The same rule applies when you get to know me. I never open up to anybody at once, but I do talk. I talk a lot, I talk fast and I talk incoherently. You have to earn my respect before I treat you the same way.

However, instances happen and things change. I talk sensibly and people earn my respect. Some few have been lucky enough to be able to witness side of me I never allow people to see. I entrust things I faithfully believe in and seal everything in the depths of their souls. Only to find out that the person you knew seventy-eight hours earlier wasn't the same person now. Funny how you think that you know everything about the person, when just hours of being together will make you realize how a pretense could ruin a relationship.

I'm not the person who easily gives up on things, specially bonds that mold me into who I am today. But I couldn't do it alone, it has to be mutual. I can do everything on my part to make things work but if the other party don't respond, there's nothing left for me to do.