"Daddy, di naman ako marunong mag-gitara. Ba't mo ako binilhan?" Biruin mo ba naman, tig-10,000 na gitara ang binili sa akin ni Daddy kahit alam niyang di ako marunong. And one more thing, I don't want to study about it cause it hurts my fingers.
"Para matuto ka! Don't worry, kukuha ako ng tutor mo kapag wala ako dito sa bahay. I want you to learn para kahit pagtugtog man lang ng gitara ay matuto ka." Sagot naman ng Daddy ko while removing the guitar from its case.
"Pero Daddy, I don't have interest at playing instruments. I just want to hear it," pagpupumilit ko sa Daddy ko.
"You want to hear it? Don't you want to learn how is it played? Para sa susunod ikaw na ang pakikinggan," umupo na si Daddy and placing the guitar on its proper position.
"Naman kasi," naputol ang pag-sasalita ko dahil biglang may tumawag kay Daddy (thank God!).
"Engineer Canlas speaking," he placed the guitar beside me at lumayo siya ng kaunti. It took 5 minutes siguro after finishing his conversation on the phone. I don't know whom he speak with. Basta pag-balik ni Daddy, bad mood siya.
"Sorry anak to leave you for a while. May emergency sa office and I have to fix it. Bye, anak," he kissed my forehead. Paglabas niya, nasabi ko na lang sa sarili ko na "Don't be sorry. Cause it's really okay."
"Can I..... Borrow this guitar?" nagulat pa ako kasi di ko akalaing andun si Lorraine.
"Do you know how to play it?" bigla na lang niya kinuha ang guitar at may tinugtog siyang isang serenading piece. Napatulala na lang ako sa kanya. Nasa kalagitnaan na siya ng bigla siyang huminto.
"Rhythmic person ka. You just wanted to hear music but I think you don't want to learn the meaning behind it. On how it was done or to whom it was dedicated. Have you tried feeling the song well?" bigla niyang tinuloy ang pagtugtog. Siguro nahalata niya sa mukha kong naiirita ako where in fact, feeling ko mysterious siya.
"Paano mo nalaman?" I asked her after she stopped playing.
"I heard you talking to your Dad," she placed the guitar back to its place. "alam mo, opportunity na ito para matuto ka. Kahit ayaw mo, you must try it. Malay mo, sa una mo lang ayaw. Pero once na natuto ka, magugustuhan mo na." Yumuko siya bigla.
"Sino ka ba talaga?" ewan ko kung bakit bigla kong natanong yun.
"Lorraine dela Cruz," bigla siyang umalis. But after 5 steps, lumingon ulit siya sa akin, "Marunong ka bang kumanta?"
"Di ko alam. Like what I've said, I just wanted to hear songs," then I saw a glimpse on her lips.
"Paano kung marunong ka nga tapos late mo lang na-realize? Edi sayang lang yan," at umalis na siya papuntang kusina.
I was puzzled at that time. Kaya ang ginawa ko, I headed to my room and start singing my favorite song. I tried to hear my voice but I can't. So I decided to record it. But clarity isn't present. I tried again but I really can't hear. Bakit ba ako nadala sa tanong niya if I can sing well? Kung ano man ang dahilan, alam kong di ko pagsisisihan iyon habang buhay. Natuto ako di sa larangan ng pag-kanta but in the field of discovering my life.
"If ever you're in my arms again," I'm trying to reach the note. Suddenly, I heard someone clapped outside. Nagulat ako cause someone out there is listening. I opened the door and to my very eyes, I saw Lorraine.
"You can't reach the note. But you can reach the stars," bigla na namang tumalikod. Pero napigilan ko siya.
"What do you mean?" then she paused.
"I heard you. You've got a voice. You're a mezzo soprano singer. Have you tried listening to your voice while singing?" at tuluyan na siyang nag-walk out.
Ang galing talaga niya! She knew that I was trying to listen on my voice while singing. Maybe she heard my recording and realized it. Pero kasi kung ibang tao yun, they will think that I'm just doing a simple recording.
I stepped out of my room and looked for Lorraine downstairs.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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