Lent came early last year; it had been on March.
"A Jew and a Catholic. What could be a more guilty couple?" He asked me once. Still it had not been posed as a question, but a declaration. That was how he usually presented things to me, through statements which initially seemed like questions.
I was roused from my nap this afternoon by the blare of the TV. My father, on the other hand, had fallen asleep in front of it while watching a live broadcast of a Jesuit priest's sermon. I wondered why I had not thought about it until now: M- and I never discussed anything about the passion of Christ, when we had talked about anything Jewish there is to be talked about. I met him on April, only days after I graduated from college a.k.a. when I deliberately missed the ceremonies.
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(I have always liked the Lent season. It's because TV channels don't air the usual crappy programs. Instead they feature 70's and 80's films with themes of catharsis and purgation. I just love watching how the Filipino films and actors were like decades before I was born.)
I only like Lent for its silence. The days are just silent. Parang hay...finally, some peace.
ReplyDeleteI don't like Christmas that much. It stresses me out. And it depresses me.
Ako din, I like it for its silence. but sometimes I'd tune in to the radio, pero at least there would be no madaldal deejay's on air. I also don't like christmas. grabe parehas nanaman tayo? it's depressing din for me. I don't know why, pero I have always, always felt this way, and it got worse when I entered college.
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