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August 29th, 2005

weekends are suppose to be fun!

things bout me...

1. i love GOD.
2. i am part of a non-exclusive barkada .. that i dont know who if whose part of it now...
3. i've never named stuff toys before
4. i love to travel - here, there.. anywhere..
5. my friends love having "monthsary" with me.. i never ever remember when it is... whay our number is...
6. JEN always makes me cry
7. i dont want to work for money.
8. millet calls me moonstar... whats the number ulit?
9. debbie calls me keiko. sya si shamu
10. aLi is frustrated that i dont remember our date.. haha
11. meg and mel, were the one who first called me jus that was transformed to juice
12. it has been a loooonnngg time since i last wsaw lili.
13. i love cafes! expecially the small establishments!
14. i want to travel! ooops.. said that already
15. i dont like chocolate cake, drink, mousse, ice-cream but i love chocolate bars.
16. i love parties! :D
17. i love old toys, books and memorabilies except furniture,

Posted by X_traveler at 01:57 PM in .how nerd am i?. | dream with me

May 23rd, 2005

when autumn came...

haaayyy!!! one more long test and i am thru!!! ) second year na ako... wow. anyway, just wanted to share this poem and my paper on it...

When Autumn Came
by Faiz Ahmed Faiz
In Category: Nature.
Author Category: Asian.

 
  1  This is the way that autumn came to the trees:
  2   it stripped them down to the skin,
  3   left their ebony bodies naked.
  4   It shook out their hearts, the yellow leaves,
  5   scattered them over the ground.
  6   Anyone could trample them out of shape
  7   undisturbed by a single moan of protest.

  8   The birds that herald dreams
  9   were exiled from their song,
 10   each voice torn out of its throat.
 11   They dropped into the dust
 12   even before the hunter strung his bow.

 13   Oh, God of May have mercy.
 14   Bless these withered bodies
 15   with the passion of your resurrection;
 16   make their dead veins flow with blood again.

 17   Give some tree the gift of green again.
 18   Let one bird sing.



When Oppression Came

“When Autumn Came” – sounds like a title of a romantic movie just like “Autumn in New York where you have a picturesque view of seeing autumn; mainly, falling leaves, and also,  couples walking side by side with their arms around each other, a family of squirrels running up and down a tree or people gathering corns together before winter emerges. Poet Faiz Ahmed Faiz however presented a different view of the season autumn in his poem “When Autumn Came”. He used metaphors and metonymies in describing nature’s violence during this season and he used these devices to connect the decay of autumn to the suffering humanity. After all he is considered as a great revolutionary poet (www.faiz.com). He started with the line “This is the way that autumn came to the trees” which immediately tells the readers his objective: to draw a picture of autumn.  

The first dramatic situation Faiz illustrated is found in lines 2 to 7, how the trees are left “naked” or have no sense of life with their leaves dwindling down to the ground where “anyone can trample them out of shape”.  In addition, he used the word “heart” as a metaphor to the trees’ leaves, after all like the human heart, the leaves are a great indicator of the trees’ health.  Heart is also often used as a metaphor for one’s personality or the very core of a human being, just like for the trees where the leaves are its source of beauty and value.  Without its leaves, the trees would probably be cut down and be processed to become lumber denying its primary purpose which is to provide shade and provide food.  He underpins the dramatic situation with the last line of the stanza “undisturbed by a single moan of protest” which means that no one is doing something to stop the exploitation of the trees or nature.  Moreover, Faiz continue to depict a scenario of disapproval in the second stanza when the birds that once bring dreams to the people (line 8) are banished or killed “before the hunter strung his bow” even before the fight for their rights has begun (line 12).  Here, he further shows his passion towards nature to the point that he sees them as humans.  He even used words like skin, hearts, voice and throat which are associated with human beings as metaphors for parts of nature.  With his fervor and words, Faiz then introduces another dramatic situation which underlines the oppression towards humans.

Looking again on the first stanza with the new dramatic situation in mind, Faiz used autumn as a metonymy for oppression or times of war and trees as a substitute for feeble human beings.  The first stanza then discloses how oppression towards humans leave them “naked” which is a metaphor for them having no rights, no sense of life and are left useless.  In addition, powerless humans in times of war, as depicted in lines 4 to 5, remain weak because their very hope, determination or “heart” is trampled upon.  The second stanza therefore means more than the birds who are affected by the leafless trees.  As trees are to the feeble human beings, the birds who fly towards the vast blue sky are the people who are considered as heroes and fights for the rights of the nation.  Furthermore, birds are used as heroes because they are the one’s who painstakingly journey to the south where there is spring just in order to escape the harshness of winter or autumn for that matter, as compared to the trees who cannot move and are subjected to the oppression.   Also, because of their innate will to fight and look for an alternative solution, the birds as heroes are regarded as the “herald of dreams” (line 8). What happened then to these heroes?  Line 9 to 12 tells their story.  These heroes are “exiled from their song, each voice torn out of its throat”, song being their cry for freedom and they are separated from it as a result of exile and out of the land they are fighting for.  Also, they were forced to be silent.  If exiling them didn’t work they were tortured (line 10) or “dropped into the dust” which means figuratively, they were killed.  The gravity of the situation the heroes are in, is emphasized by line 12 which says that they were exiled, tortured or killed even before they begun to fight or if they seem to be a threat.  The severity of the situation moves the poet to prayer as found in the last stanza and lines of the poem.  Moreover, he prays because he seen the oppression continues as implied by his narration of what already happened.

He starts the prayer by addressing and imploring the God of May to bless their withered bodies.   May is used as a metonymy for the season of spring where rejuvenation of nature happens.  He moves on and ask for the god to make their “dead veins flow with blood again” where he asks the god to rejuvenate their spirit and make them alive again.  Blood then is a metaphor for being alive, as blood after all carries all the necessary nutrients, minerals and oxygen to make the body going.  Also, blood rushes at the moment where you are most alive.  Furthermore, Faiz closes the prayer and ultimately the poem with the simple lines, “Give some tree the gift of green again, Let one bird sing.”  The simplicity of plea highlights a stark contrast in that the situation needs a more far-reaching remedy since there are a lot of “withered bodies” involved.   The short plea has parallelism to the limited time people have before they lose their hope or before they die themselves.  These make the readers pity more the situation brought about by the poem and eventually move them to a stronger emotion.

The poem “When Autumn Came” may well be considered a subtle picture of the prevailing condition of mankind as it touches both natures’s and man’s fragility as can be gleaned from the use of metaphors and metonymy that parallels both ideas equally.  Also in this poem, Faiz Ahmed Faiz was able to convey what oppression does to people, which is to strip them off of their dignity, right and power.  In addition to these is the idea that oppression begets more immoral acts like killing.  The poem then is an antipoem that reveals another side to “autumn” and ultimately, life.

Posted by X_traveler at 07:57 AM in .inspired., .how nerd am i?. | dream with me

March 20th, 2005

summer na...

could i be more bored?

yes, summer na and it stinks... maybe cause im doing nothing interesting and i have perepetually no money.. as in nada... so cant and dont want to go to malls... i actually miss school! nerd! haha... though now that im thinking about it, i dont have to miss the things i miss... i mean i could do it and keep myself busy...

  1. missing lit class - i could read on my own (duh!) and try to discuss it with friends...
  2. missing writng - well, i am writing right now.. sort of... i could start updating this blog or start a new one... dont have to wait for the new laptop i know God will provide for me... do i deserve it? do i need it? yes. YES! it maybe not my immediate need, but i do need a computer...
  3. missing getting up in the morning for a purpose - this is kinda stupid... coz i know my purpose doesnt end once school ends... besides i have a lot of things to do... its just that its not going to happen this week...
  • driving school
  • summer school
  • dance school (whoopeee!!)

          and while i wait.. im going to learn to play the guitar... pass off
          musical genes to my - "descendants" haha

 i know what ill do!!

 

GET OF MY LAZZYY Az! 

Posted by X_traveler at 02:37 PM in .how nerd am i?. | 1 shout out!

August 30th, 2004

Jessica Zafra...

A lot of people i know loves Jessica Zafra for her critiques and writing prowess. her imagination and sense of reality is truly captivating...

i myself find it hard to disagree with her but then again maybe im just scared.. :D anyway.. i still love her... there was one time i saw her in greenbelt 3, i wanted to say hi and introuce myself as a fan... but her looks and talent intimidates me... for me, she really is Twisted and Flipped for those who have been looked up in a cave way out in the himalayas...Twisted books is a compilation of all her articles so far there are 7 (including twisted flicks) and Flip is a magazine which she publish and edit.

enough of the backgroud information...

i just read Twisted Flicks and in that book Jessica Zafra critiques Serendipity.. and i have to say it is one of the best articles of her that i have read...

the article is funny and very well written... (sorry Ms. zafra i seem not to give justice to your work because of my lack of words)... it is even inspiring... and "quotable" .

"Thats the problem with destiny. There's no point in looking for it; it's already pulling your strings. You're not suppose to be aware of the workings of destiny. Eventually you realize that everything that happended to you was leading up to this."

....

"Serendipity did get one vital thing right. the awareness that two people are soulmates should be bilateral. If one person believes it, its called stalking. "he's my soulmate, he just doesn't know it yet" is not acceptable, no matter what those self-help books say."

for those who havent seen serendipity yet (be struck by lightning ) go watch it and see yourself fall in love... destiny is out there and its the "end"... dont go looking and waiting for it... make it happen.

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