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Sunday, December 23, 2012

Request


“Life is very short but is long enough if you live with all your heart—go on and break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, and never regret anything that made you smile.”(Movie, Guzaarish)

The story is about Ethan Mascarenhas: a magician who was once the greatest in his town.  Caught by jealousy, his used-to-be best friend set up an accident and let him fail in one of his magic tricks.  He survived, but was paralyzed for life.  He could talk yet could neither move his whole body nor could feel anything, not even feeling if he pees or pass stools.

Sometimes, he reminisces his magic acts before the tragedy.  It was heaven.  His imagination takes him to the time when everyone claps at him.  However, this imagination makes him realize that he can never go back to the one he loved the most: magic.

He was not alone then.  He has Sofia D’Souza, his nurse, who devoted her time caring for Ethan not because of money but of love.  Sofia has been the most important person in Ethan's life. Ethan has Dr. Nayak who never gave up for him for fourteen years, and Devyani, his lawyer best friend whom he asked favor for an unexpected request.  And Omar, a stranger, who came and asked Ethan to teach him magic.  He turns out to be the son of his jealous best friend Yasser.  Ethan knew before Omar told him the truth, but Ethan taught him still for he already forgave Yasser long before and he also does not want his magic to die with him.

Ethan fought valiantly.  Within years passed, he made a radio program and a book that inspires everyone in town.


On the fourteenth anniversary of his accident, he wanted to file a petition to die by euthanasia and asked his friend to fight for his request in the court.  The court dismissed his plea but then he used his radio program and let his listeners make a vote if they allow him to die.  After days of survey, almost all said no to euthanasia.  He re-appeals to the court but final judgment again forbids him.



 If you are in his case, would you want to die?

Monday, November 26, 2012

Accounting is Indispensable to Management (Definition)

Accounting, the language of business, is a service activity that functions to provide financial information significant to organization's decision making functions.  Its purpose is not limited in recording quantitative data but also in summarizing and communicating relevant, reliable, and impartial reports suited to the needs of the users.

One of the users of accounting information is the management.  Management plans, organizes, and controls the affairs of a business.  Accounting is its system of communication.  It uses information to effectively perform its basic functions.  Most of the time, the management needs accountants for observing methods of plans and controls throughout the enterprise and for proposing improvements thereto.  For instance, the controller, an accounting executive officer, advises managers some corrective actions regarding operational and financial aspects in business and on the fairness of the presentation and preparation of its financial statement.

Money is the lifeblood of business--accounting deals mainly with money.  Without accounting, an organization can never survive.  Management considers not only social responsibility but also profit accumulation and financial plans for the business to continue. That is why accounting is very essential to management.

Carter, Cost Accounting, 14th Edition
Valix etc., Theory of Accounts, 2010

Thursday, November 15, 2012

A birthday message

Here is for Herra: a heart full of love and a life that shines!

Before I start any of these, bottom-line first in case you mind reading the rest, I just want to greet you happy birthday and I wish you the best things always.

I will try a relatively long composition for you to feel some drama if not annoyance a bit (haha).  Do not get too excited, I wrote this for fun.  Nevertheless, of course even so, I still spent my heartfelt love and effort to this one.  To be honest with you I did not know how to start a message simply because when I considered you as the addressee of this letter, I could not ponder exact English words to strike you to the bones, bisaya man gud kaayo kag nawong, pero pang international man ang beauty (pambawi oh diba!).

I thought of starting this by reminiscing back when I first noticed you. Here we go:

The first semester of our first year was that awkward period where everybody was in the getting-to-know-each-other stage. That was the very moment where all felt a dose of agog at the new twist of getting in touch with one another (not all felt that way but that is how I described it).  The breeze was new to us then; it felt like every one of us still observing anybody thinking and listening to the guts of who’s who to be potential threats and potential comrades. Of course, everybody had an old friend; could be high school classmates, schoolmates, or longtime friends. Some were easy to be with but others were hard enough.  I did not notice you at first because you were not that noticeable kind of person but I was interested with you because I knew you were from our municipality also (even though until now, I do not like the school where you graduated high school).  Well that was it; we became friends but not close.

In partnership and corporation class, we were having our recitation.  It wasn’t like a typical recitation at all:  Sir was boring, the weather was humid or say hot enough to make us roast to the skin, and the scene was like an old Filipino-Hispanic age where everybody got to sit inside a quiet four corners doing nothing, not even listening to who’s reciting and then doing own stuffs as if no class going at all; just a waste of time to be exact—no offense to Mr. S.  Then you raised your hand when Mr. S told that he would give additional points to anyone who would answer the next requirement.  There you were, so eager that caught his attention and then… you stood up.  You were sexy.  You were wearing a maroon, red, and violet mixed in diagonal stripes.  It was hot…  You were hot.  There was something different in you that day; well I knew it was not the I-am-well-prepared feeling because honestly I rarely saw you that time really prepared for anything (peace).  You thumbed your hair and looked pretty trying to catch the eyes of Sir with your smile but I was not thinking that time that you were trying to seduce him; it is just that I thought you had that special talent of making other people feel extra rush.  Well, it sounds like I was the one who was seduced.  It was weird then. You were not my type that time.  In addition, you even do not have a good voice.  Moreover, I thought you were obnoxious… but as time goes by, I learned to like you (as a friend). 

After partnership and corporation and all that tragedy, our class was split almost to half.  There was a communication blur to some, including our communication but not that bad.  You had your whole time in your new world as well as mine.  You made your own circle of friends (if I am not mistaken it is called kabagangs).  As the years stirred up, I did not notice that many had changed…

All I could remember rightly after that was the latest event happened in your life—the pageant things.  This I thought was the major break in your collage life inside the campus.  You know, you were asked to join some small-scale to large-scale stage work representing our year and to the point of representing our department.  That time I really appreciated when you told me to help you at some aspects.   I really tried my best to help you and sorry if you felt unsatisfied. By that happening, I thought our bond became tighter and that time I saw something in you different from what I used to see.  I saw a more humble, innocent, and delicate human.  In addition, I saw that the more you are into tough times, the more you became stronger; yet still you maintain your feet on the ground.  It is more like I saw you as a baby who was so enthusiastic to learn and prove to the world that a little voice can do great things.  On those gestures, I was proud of you.  I was excessively happy and excited when I saw you walking, posing, and projecting up on stage (and I was too concerned about how they dressed you like that…hmmp).

You may wonder why I am telling you all these matters.  Well, wonder no more.  I just want to make it clear that you are not the type of girl who is easily forgotten by persons like me; that every moment with you is like treasures that no one can get from me.  I just want you to know how special you are to me and how thankful I am to be part of your life.

I may sound bitter to you oftentimes but it was not for you but for me. Why?  Because I admit there were times that I got attracted to you so badly (not obsessed, it’s different thing); how terrible it was.  It remained in the commotion that I only wanted to be your friend but I looked stupid when I got jealous to your textmates (see, how stupid it was?  And I knew you knew) and I did not have the right to be jealous about that, we are friends and I need to be happy to where you stand.

As time gone by, being bitter to you felt better to me.  I forgot all the infatuations I felt for you.  And now the therapy is terminated.  Congratulations to me, I surpassed that crisis in my life.  I will open a new chapter in your life where you can see me guiding you behind through tough dilemmas…  Better that way where no more personal things going on… (I would rather say the awkward words that lose you, or for love to fade before it could come true.)

There is something I want you to be aware of, it is your being a men-magnet.  I am not against your actions (that is your happiness) but I just want you to be extra careful; and I trust in you, I know you have enough respect for yourself.  Stay being a nice person and change your study habits a bit.  Invest more in reading your books than your cellphone.  Be a good example to others. I loved you, I love you, and I will always love you.


This does not sound dramatic to me but sure, this is relatively long.  I am being honest and I want to grab this opportunity to say what I want to say (If you have clarifications, expect me to answer my favorite word, “secret”.haha).

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

From the Heart... (an edited repost)


PAIN..
SORROWS..
HARDSHIPS..

These are some of the things that causes my heart to break..
Things I would wish does not exist..
The things I hope to vanish..

They say love conquers all things..
Including HATRED, BITTERNESS AND IMPERFECTIONS..
But how could it be that love seems not enough for our dreams to be reached?
I've been here several times..
Rejected over and over again by people who serves as a ladder to what I want to achieve in life.
It hurts so much to realize that what I am doing is not enough..
I've been pushing myself so hard..
So hard that I could not even think what would I be if things didn't work out..

And then things happen..
A nightmare we keep on wishing not to become a reality..
Something that could ruin our dreams, our future, or worst- our lives..

Some people may not understand how we feel..
But there are also people, though do not have the faintest idea, still give their time to listen, care, and extend their love and support  no matter what...
People who promised to love us despite the disappointment we gave them.


Maybe love cannot directly help us reach our dreams.. But it could be an instrument, a drive we can hold on to to keep us holding on and try some more to reach our dreams..
It makes us strong, fearless, happy, optimistic, and blessed despite the sorrows and failures we are going through..


The love these people shared to us..definitely conquers all things.. :)



TO ALL THE PERSONS WHO BELIEVE IN ME..THANK YOU SO MUCH.. GOD BLESS YOU ALL THE TIME..
SPREAD MORE LOVE,., IT HELPS.. :)




#GODISGOODALLTHETIME

Ravenessence  says:  This monologue was first posted by my friend in her Facebook account.  I have her permission before I re-posted this here.

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Text

Waiting for that text…
Though am hoping not to receive it…
That text will surely set me free but will also set me down…
So now, I’ll try not to think of it…

Monday, October 8, 2012

Week Before Exams

It has been a long time since I accepted that I am not smart compared to my classmates (though I know I must not be comparing), but the pain is still here now that I am again experiencing failure in my subjects.  I come to ask myself, am I not worthy for this course? Am I not capable of showing what’s stored in me? Or am I that dull that even I study so well, I still fail?  All I hear in college is that smartness is not important, hard work matters.  But as time goes by, I come to realize every time I fail that that is not the real score here.  The ones exerting too much effort are the ones capable of understanding every single detail of what they are reading.  That doesn't work in me.  I noticed every time I study, it takes me more time to understand and memorize the concepts.  I am so pathetic.

Until now I still do not know the answers to my own questions.  But I know, only I can answer those and only God knows how to ask rightly.  Only God knows the exact answers.  If I ask my friends, surely they’ll just comfort me with their words.  I long for the truth that I already know.  I still want those lies just to boost myself though (or just kid myself).

Often in my solitude, I find my solace; but now my subjects bother me a lot.  I do not know what to do.  I cannot afford to fail again.  I am afraid.  I am so afraid of rejection, even now I feel rejected. The final exam is my last and only chance to pass.

All I want in life is to become a better person.  All I need is my family and my friends.  But now, I feel so damn.  The pain inside me clutches me.  No one cares.

Friday, September 21, 2012

Will she?

This day’s her birthday.  Her friends were there the whole afternoon.   All had left but three when she started sharing the dilemmas of her love life and asking for guidance.  The three friends remained in tacked in their seats indulgently listening to her and thinking of their desirable counsels.  First was for her friend’s obsessions to her. Of course, she has no interest to entertain him at all.  Second… for a friend who told her she’s special yet showing no concerns for a long time now.  The sincere conversation ended fairly as expected.  She was satisfied.  Should she say no to the former and go after to the latter?

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Syntheses on Working Capital Management


I.              Current Asset Management
Indeed, the objective of managing the current assets is to ascertain the suitable arrangement of current asset components (i.e. cash, marketable securities, short-term receivables, and inventories) taking into account the safety, liquidity, and profitability of the operations of an entity.  As we see, this objective is broken down into different ideas as it goes through specific sectors in current asset management.
First to note is cash and marketable securities management that involves the holding of right level of cash and marketable securities to meet the entity’s needed cash with an objective of investing these extra cash for a return, while holding enough funds to reassure future needs.  In addition, entities hold cash for not a single reason.  The reasons may be to use of cash to pay planned expenses (transaction); to keep cash for emergency purposes for some anticipated and unanticipated contingencies (precautionary);having excess funds for some investment opportunities (speculative); or keeping a certain percentage of borrowed funds (e.g. compensating balance) as required by the lending institutions (contractual).  Same with cash, there are also reasons why an entity is maintaining marketable securities such as, they serve as a substitute for cash, they are held as temporary investments, and they are built up to meet some other requirements such as tax payments or a maturing bond issues.  As much for the reason, there are also factors considered in choosing marketable securities which are the risks, maturity, and yield.  Some types of marketable securities would be money market instruments, treasury bills, commercial papers, and the like.
Second is accounts receivable management where there are plans and policies related to transactions on account and covering the maintenance of receivables at a certain forecasted level and collectability.  Its objective is to find the best level of outstanding receivable and its desirable level of bad debts.A large influence for this management is the credit policy of an entity.  These guidelines cover credit standards which refer to the minimum financial strength of acceptable credit customer and the amount available to different customer.  In other words, it measures credit quality and credit worthiness for some factors like character, capacity, capital, collateral, and conditions.  Moreover, credit policy also influences credit terms or the length credit period, collection period which refers to the procedure of the entity to collect past-due accounts, and delinquency/default.
Last given is the inventory management which aims to settle the level of inventory (i.e. raw materials, goods-in-process, finished goods, factory supplies, and merchandise) that balances the budgets of savings, carrying costs, and inventory control.  This comprises of planning and monitoring strategies and policies to satisfactorily meet production and merchandising requirements and minimize related inventory cost.Of course, it is the responsibility of the management to monitor and maintain sufficient amount of inventory to insure a smooth operation and avoid excessive and slow-moving inventory.  Inventory techniques involve inventory planning where there is a determination of quality, quantity, location, and time of ordering.  Another inventory technique is the inventory control or the regulations of inventory within a budgeted level.
Now we consider thinking that there are no exact, standard, and common plans for all entities.  All depends on the different nature of operations as well as to consider the fluctuations of the entities inflows and outflows.
II.            Financing Current Asset
There are two major challenges faced in financing the entity’s current assets.  These are (1) determining the level of short-term financing the entity should use and (2) selecting the source of short-term financing. 
Indeed, the basic factors why these arguments arise and the basic issue to be considered in choosing alternative short-term financing opportunities are
a)    The effective cost of credit (i.e. short-term debt is less expensive, short-term rates are usually lower than long-term debt),
b)    The availability in the amount needed and for the period of time.
c)    Risk (i.e. short-term debts are riskier because short-term interest rates may fluctuate and more frequent debts servicing is required),
d)    Flexibility for short-term credit is usually more flexible than long-term debt.  Short-term loans can be arrange quickly
e)    Restrictions: some lenders may execute restrictions, such as requiring a minimum level of net working capital.
In connection to these, short-term funds are acquired through either unsecured credit or secured loans.  Unsecured credit comprise of accruals, trade credit, bank loans, and commercial papers.  Secured loans consist of the pledge of specific assets as collateral in the event the borrower defaults in payment of principal and interest.
In addition, the inherent policies in which must be strategize by the management are the maturity matching that aims to match maturity of assets and liabilities; the aggressive approach which denotes that permanent assets must be financed short-term debt ; and the conservative approach saying that permanent assets must be financed by permanent capital.
Sources: Fundamentals of Financial Management by Brigham
                Financial Management 1 by Ma. Elenita Balatbat Cabrera
                Management Advisory Services Reviewer by Ma. Elenita Balatbat Cabrera
                Management Advisory Services Reviewer by  Rodelio S. Roque

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Short Message for Christine

Dear Christine,

I was asked to make a short message and at once without any reluctance, I made one for you.  This is short… yes; in fact I insist this is short.  I thought of using “Christine” for more sophistication.  Bear with me.

”You’ve been a God-send my friend, and you deserve all the birthday wishes I can summon.”

Live… Love… Dream… Laugh… Cry… These maxims do not always make the world easy, but sure, these make every single life worthwhile.  Indeed, these mean a lot to someone who appreciates the true beauty of living and who, by nature, opens all possibilities and opportunities that come and hopes that someday sooner success and true happiness are just an inch away.  These principles are measured neither on how wealthy a person is nor on her multitude of companions, but on how she sees life at its best, how she handles challenges bravely, how she mingles to others with her truest heart, and most especially on how she finely loves each friends, families, and special someone she sees every single day.  All these things are things I see in you.

Christine, please don’t mind to connect the preceding paragraphs to my message.  I don’t know as well—uniqueness I guess.  All I know is that the things written are true, of course. Hope you are inspired and uplifted.

We know, these past few days, life has been unkind to you and to your family.  I want you to know that I am deeply saddened and my heart is with you for this challenge.  Christine, I know your father would wish you to be happy on your birthday.  And so would we… Be strong but don’t forget to kneel, cry for a while, and pray.

Back to the topic, I tried to reminisce the day when we first met or should I say, the day when we talked closer (but not that close) but three hours passed, I could not remember a detail.  I guess that is the true glance of friendship: remembering nothing yet feeling something. Whew...  I admit we’re not that close but I am very thankful that you are making and marking part of what I am in this college life.  You may not believe, but I am learning from you (Learn from me also. I anticipate that I have imparted something to you even a bit... grasp it, sense it, use it in a sentence, I mean, use it, as how I use yours).  I hope our friendship will last for a lifetime together with our other friends (enumerate...). I wish you more fruitful years to come. Go and multiply… I mean multiply your kindness to others.  Do your best always…  God bless you… Stay the same… Believe that you are so beautiful…  Move like a lady now…  Smash!!!


Without further ado, in short, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTINE!!!

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Then, I Won...

Timid feelings;
Breathing the edgy air as I walked toward the center of the stage
Looking at the audiences as they stare at me in return,
No one knew the piece which I about to deliver except God and I.
I uttered the fragments.
I could not feel the blood running in my arms.
I distinctly lurched with few hesitant notches
Thinking of the statements next to what I was talking.
Some hooked their eyes on me; some were not
Others were sarcastic; others did not care
Few noticed that I was at my best, few were not observing
Fortunately for me, I did not have mistakes
Unfortunately then, no one bothered to listen;
No one understood.
Then… I won.

Friday, July 6, 2012

Alone

I always feel so alone… not that I do not have friends with me but, the fact that I always have companions; still I’m just like a SOMEBODY to them.  Is it normal to feel like this? Maybe it’s I who wants to be recognized by them for what I’ve done or the different side, maybe they are too blind to appreciate the simple things which I have done to them.


That’s how I feel right now.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

New School Year's Resolution

Last semester is my worst so far.  I do not have any plans to experience it again for the rest of my college years... Once is enough.  I already have to suffer additional year to cope for my major subject and I don’t think adding one or more is a good idea. 

I did not give my best (I admit) - the result? Flunk.  Now, I am having a hard time reconstructing my plans… or say, finding any reasons out there to move on.

Well, I think I’ll do better this semester (This is faith. haha).  But also, I know I will take lots of adjustments.  I will not care what other people will say.  I’ll be more carefree I guess.

To be strict somehow, I am filing myself a full semester sanction… (This may not look like a sanction).  This is not mainly to punish myself but a self-realization that what I did most last semester gave no good to me. This is an attempt to reverse those negative habits.  Take this:

I must go home earlier.

Last semester for some unimportant unremembered reasons, I stay longer outside than staying home.  Maybe this time I need to cut more of my time outdoors.

I must save money.

I don’t have savings.  For many times I planned to, but still until now I spend more and more.  I need to save for more important expenses.

I must not watch television.

This is one of the hardest things to do.  Last semester, I was an avid fanatic of a television fantasy drama.  This was I think one of the factors why I spent lesser in reading my notes.  I promise not to be affected by this media again.  Exceptions: if academics require.

I must not use the netbook.

This is, I think the major reason (a material reason) why I did not have enough in my studies.  Last year my father bought me a netbook because some of my subjects required it.  I thought it would be better for me to use this medium to further my knowledge in my majors but I got other things, it furthered my knowledge in the beauty of other sciences; furthered my knowledge about the things I loved to know not about the things I ought to. So now, I prohibit myself to use my netbook other than of academics purposes.

I must not quit.

This is inherent in me, I guess. Even if I’ll not include it here, still I can remember this always.  This motivation is not only for me but also for the ones who love me and whom I love.  This is just saying that I need to be more determined and I truly must persevere.

I must pray very often.

There are times when I forget to trust Him.  There are times that I do not see the signs of Him around me.  I must appreciate the things He wants me to see… Then I will sing my heart with thanksgiving.

I must not cheat.

This is the vastest disease I’ve known in the world.  Every institution has this kind of malady.  I really need to control this one in my part.  As a person, I do believe in individual efforts.  I need trust myself that I can do things that other people can, and that is to work on my own.

I must be patient.

They say patience is not the ability to wait but the ability to understand things even though you’re already annoyed.  I sometimes want to understand people when they are doing things which are unappealing to other people.  I guess I also need extra patience in dealing with assignments and other unsolved problems.

I must have enough time to rest.

This one has constraints in the aim of increasing the efforts to study.  I think the key here is proper time management.

I must be careful in my words.

As a person who is capable to understand and is capable to speak out the things I want and the things which I don’t, I also must be careful in delivering my opinion.  In that way I can gain good personal relationships with respect.

I must stop any intimate feelings with the once I fancy.

Only I knows how much I love and care for her.  But sometimes I only think of her more than what I ought to do.  I must teach my heart not to be over reacting about how I feel.

I must be humble.

I must not boast.  Pride will not make me a better person.

This is just a self-manifestation that I am willing to change for the better.  How I study, my IQ, and my reading materials are not the problems here because I know I am smart; I know I can pass any hard quizzes and examinations; I know I’m doing right about it.  The problem here self-discipline… (I do not have any).  How I act outside academics greatly affects my performance as a student.  And that’s the lesson I learned in this experience.

Somehow I’m thankful for the extended year.  I think it’s a new reason to strive harder because I now have longer years to prepare for bigger battles outside the university.  I’ll be more ready for sure.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Learning from Within

My classmates often say I am good in dealing with different people… or I know how to build good human relationships with others.  Well honestly, yes.  But I was not, not until for many years now, I always read these five lessons in life.  I think these are the simplest lessons in life which are always forgotten though implicit in our being humane.  I always enjoy reading these… and also always reminding me to be a human everyday.

Life Lesson #1 – The Cleaning Lady

During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was confident that I had nailed this test and breezed through the questions until I read the last one: ‘What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?’
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had passed by the cleaning woman many times.  She was short, white-haired and in her 50’s, but how would I know her name?
I handed in my paper, and left the last question blank.  Just before class ended, someone asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade.
‘Absolutely,’ said the professor. ‘In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say ‘hello.’
I’ve never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Ezra.

Life Lesson #2 – Pickup in the Rain

One night, at midnight, an older African American woman was standing on the side of the highway in Alabama during a terrible rainstorm. Her car wouldn’t start and she desperately needed a ride.
Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her, clearly something that didn’t happen everyday in the South during the 1960′s.  The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance for her car and put her in a taxi.
She left in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man’s door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached.
It read: “Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband’s bedside just before he passed away.  Thank you for helping me and unselfishly serving others.”
Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole.

Life Lesson #3 – Serving More than Ice Cream

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.
“How much is an ice cream sundae?” he asked.
“Fifty cents,” replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.
“Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired.
By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient.
“Thirty-five cents,” she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins.
“I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.
The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies.
You see, he couldn’t have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.

Life Lesson #4 – The Obstacle In Our Path

In ancient times, a king had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king’s wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way.
Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded.
After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway.
The peasant learned what few people in the world truly understand: Within every obstacle lies a golden opportunity to improve your current situation.

Life Lesson #5 – Giving When It Really Counts

Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare & serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness.
The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, “Yes I’ll do it if it will save her.”
As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, “Will I start to die right away?”
Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her…but he had chosen to save her anyway.

Ravenessence says:


Lesson 1

In our life, we see different people- some unnoticed, some noticeable.  But believe that all of these people are important in our lives; all of them give us different lessons everyday… all we need is to appreciate. They may be the noisy kids playing on the street, or the not-so-good tricycle drivers, the not-so-nice canteen servers, the jeep conductors who do not know how to smile, and all the people walking with, against, and along with us.  Well again, they are important.


Lesson 2

Sometime the simplest gestures count the most.  If we have the capacity to help, well help.  Do not leave people helpless.  Let them feel that they are not alone.  We do not know how important it is to them although we feel it’s nothing. Help.


Lesson 3

Do not take our friends for granted.  Even in smallest ways let them know that they are important and they will realize that we are also important to them too.


Lesson 4

                In every hardship comes a reward.  In a risk, we’ll see new opportunity.  We may not understand for now why we are given these challenges in life but soon we’ll appreciate its essence.


Lesson 5

                Give, give, give.  When each and everyone of us will care to give without counting the cause, all of us will live in a world where no one is hungry, no one is at war, no one is oppressed, and no one will die in grief.


               Most importantly……….  “Work like you don’t need the money, love like you’ve never been hurt, and dance like nobody’s watching.”

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

The One I Stand (This is for you DK)

Time management… I am not good at it! That’s all I can say.

Well, this story inspires me always.  It’s worth a share.  This is from an unknown author.  I just want make it clear… I am not the one who made this.  The piece was sent to my father by his friend through email years ago.

Excellent story…

This story may make you stop and think for a minute.


The Big Rocks of Life

A while back I was reading about an expert on subject of time management.

One day this expert was speaking to a group of accountancy students and, to drive home a point, used an illustration those students will never forget.  As this man stood in front of the group of high-powered overachievers, he said,

“Okay, time for a quiz.” 

Then he pulled out a one-gallon, wide-mouthed Mason jar and set it in the table in front of him.  Then he produced about dozen fist-sized rocks and carefully placed them, one at a time, into the jar.  When the jar was filled to the top and no more rocks would fit inside he asked,

“Is the jar full?” 

Everyone in the class said, “Yes.”

Then he said, “Really?”

He reached under the table and pulled out a bucket of gravel.  The he dumped some gravel in and shook the jar causing pieces of gravel to work themselves down into the spaces between the big rocks.  Then he asked the group once more,

“Is the jar full?”  By this time the class was onto him. 

“Probably not”, one of them answered. 

“Good!”  He replied.

He reached under the table and brought out a bucket of sand.  He started dumping the sand in and it went into all the spaces left between the rocks and the gravel.  Once more he asked the question,
“Is this jar full?

“No!”  The class shouted.

Once again he said, “Good.”

Then he grabbed a pitcher of water and began to pour it in until the jar was filled to the brim.  The he looked to the class and asked,

“What is the point of this illustration?”

One eager beaver(DK) raised his hand and said, “The point is, no matter how full your schedule is, if you try really hard, you can always fit some more things into it!”

“No!” The speaker replied.  “That’s not the point.  The truth this illustration teaches us is:  If you don’t put the big rocks in first, you’ll never get them in at all.”

What are the ‘big rocks’ in your life?  A project that you want to accomplish? Time with your loved ones?  Your faith, your education, your finances?  A cause? Teaching or mentoring others? Major subjects? A review?

Remember to put these BIG ROCKS in first or you’ll never get them in at all.

So tonight or in the morning, when you are reflecting on this short story, ask yourself this question:  What are the big rocks in my life or business?  Then, put those in your jar first.

I Remembered Lately


     I always feel sorry when I see senior citizens on the streets selling different items or begging for their living.  I always wish to help them…  I could not imagine my parents being like that.

              I interviewed elders about why they still need to work at their ages.  Some said they do not have any choices; they still have their workless sons and daughter and their grandchildren living with them.  And some, (This one broke my heart) have to work (to beg) because their relatives abandoned them.

      I can’t look at them when they moan asking me for some food or money.  I feel guilty for not doing anything when they walk on the streets under the heat of the sun, hungry, crying, and helpless... If only I have the capacity to make a change.

             Then a reaction: “How about in other places? They let their parents go to the nursing homes.”  Of course it’s in other places, where the government is firm enough to spend funds for them.  Here, knowing that we hold Filipino values, and knowing that the government doesn’t have the guts to improve this situation, we should take the initiative to address this.  It starts within us.  I still believe that in the coming future, no senior citizens will ever beg on the streets.

     This is without prejudice to the ways of our government helps them but, it is as if they are still blind to see the real image.  They are overwhelmed in the goodness of what they have done to others but refuse to accept the reality that they forget many of these people; these people who really need there sympathy.

     My friends, we should not forget the ones who first taught us how to dream, how to love, and how to appreciate the beauty on everything in this world.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Telling if it's it...

Truly, it is pleasant to wake up each morning knowing that someone you dreamed of once is already here with you and always will be.  Fulfilling is it to have him beside you all the time letting you know that you are loved, you are treasured, and you are that special: the care, the tenderness, the attention, and some other things you see and feel with him unique from others.  Love, isn’t it?  Having you believe in its mysteries, holding you back to your innocence, as if you never learned to think right but only happiness, trust, and refuge. But what if someday you’ll wake up realizing that you’re just drowning yourself in a stupid dream?

Well for now, it will remain a question.haha  I've been very busy today.  No matter how hard I try to apply writing jujitsu, still, I can't hit the proper aim. (Advance apologies to my cute and sweet friend who requested this.)

I was in my old friend's house and took charge of his baby boy for half a day (okay not a half, not even a fourth.. but still..hmmp).  It was really great to see an old classmate and to talk about anything and anybody as far as where our minds took us. Reminiscing the past? Not much...  but talking of the future? Yes, and also, love life—his love life... mine's empty.haha


That will not be the last time I'll go there this summer.  Well, he must expect I'll bring our comrades.  The Croshans will return!

Monday, April 9, 2012

Christ has risen. Alleluia!

This Easter Sunday reminds us always that all things are meant to happen. We may not know how or why these things ensue whether good or bad, but still we surely must believe that at the end, the result will be at its triumph.  As a matter of fact, it will come when you least expect it.

Here’s a question, “Why do people give more extravagance to the birth of Christ than to His resurrection?”

Well, this indulged my senses to make an opinion.  As ordinary human beings, we see lots and lots of ordinary things (I mean, it is relative.).   We see people giving birth, we also see new born babies and lastly, we see people die. But we have not seen people rising from the dead after three days.  As humans, normally, we only believe what our eyes can see, what our ears can hear, what our bodies can feel.  It is so normal for we are only humans.  That is why the essence of Christ’s resurrection is for it to remain a mystery- a mystery to test how other people are faithful or faithless, to prove that we are only humans incapable to know everything; because God knows if we know everything, we will forget to trust in Him.  Maybe that was what had happened to the apostles after Jesus had died, there minds refuse to think and believe that on the third day, Jesus will rise. But what did they get?  Even they are His apostles, still had their eyes so pronounced when they saw Him entering their door.

Another factor why Easter is less special than Christmas for people is that, we do not like sorrow.  We are always exited when we are invited to a fieldtrip but glooms when we know exams are approaching, most likely.  It is natural for us to avoid loneliness because we know it’s not healthy.  We do not realize that for a while, it will make us stronger. And at most time, surpassing loneliness is the most worthwhile to do.  This Easter shows how victory is most won with success when it first came from hardships.

I remembered the lessons I got from our priest this morning, “We cannot change the things around us.  We cannot avoid changes everyday. But God has given us chances to change ourselves, only ourselves.  Start from within us.  Trust in Him and trust in yourself and you will see the rest will follow.”  It’s true, yes.  We are all given choices to everything we do. I mean given. We did not earn it nor did not want it for the first time we aim, but already given to us from the time we started to breathe.  Let me tell you a story from once upon a history:  There was a king who wanted to make his kingdom’s streets cemented because he can hardly walk. He told his confidant to summon capable men to be his workers and capable women to prepare for their food.  But the confidant said, “Sire, the people you are talking are already hungry and very poor right now, all we can do now is to make you a new pair of shoes.” What’s the moral lesson?  Again, we are not always capable to change our surrounding.  If we need change, start it by adjusting ourselves.

Happy Easter…

Sunday, April 8, 2012

This is Black Saturday

Black Saturday—this day is heavily melancholic because this is the second day of Jesus’ death.  Being in darkness here does not pertain mainly about Jesus’ death now but also about His friends; His loved ones who really cared and believed in Him.  Why?  If I was in their sandals, I would feel the following:

Disbelief. It is very hard to lose someone—a friend, a relative, a lover. This Black Saturday, Jesus’ friends felt the same way, too.  The Savior they believed was already dead.  They could not believe what they saw.  They could not believe that after all this time of seeing miracles, saving other people, and preaching for goodness sake, here, now, He’s dead.

Faithless. Do you think they ever thought of what Jesus said to them? That He will rise after three days?  No.  They even did not notice Him along the road to Emmaus. They forgot everything.  All they could think of is how to escape in that cruel place away from the people who persecuted Jesus.  They might have even blamed their selves why they had to suffer that kind of situation.

Fear. Or shall I say, intensely frightened.  At that time, they felt unsecure for they know how hard it was to suffer. As if they do not expect what will happen.  Yes, they do not know as if they were not told.

I can say that the essence of this Black Saturday is for us to know that we will experience pain.  All of us at least once in our life will have to say farewell to the ones we love most.  All of us may feel like quitting, that as if we see other people making us small and pathetic. But, we must always remember that at times when we don’t know what to do and at time when we feel like fallen and forgotten, surprises from heaven will come much higher than we expect… or the surprises we don’t expect the most.

This Black Saturday serves a lesson in life that we all are seeing signs.  We all are told everyday what we will be in the future.  Our destiny is already written in the hands of God.  Even the ones who say they can change their destiny also are foretold that they will do so.  But we refuse to believe.  We are too busy building our own pride; we are too busy making our own ways to make us happy all the time.  We forget to trust the One who really molds us.  We forget that in every suffering we share, every tear we shed has their signs, signs that we are persons experiencing what’s best for us in the eyes of God.  We need not to understand all that’s happening to us.  We just need to trust.  As one book says, “Congratulate yourself when you don’t understand everything, for you will not learn anything by just understanding.”  In all the hardships we encounter, know that we’re not alone, and know that in Him, we are assured.


Live. Love. Cry. Believe…

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Seems Surreal (Second Day Monologue)

Today’s Good Friday.  This is a time to meditate and a time to remember the passion of Jesus to save us.  Thinking of Him walking and carrying His cross to the place of His death makes me realize that the burden I carry is nothing compared to His… or it is even incomparable, yes.  All I can utter right now is “Thank you Lord.  Thank you for giving me this final perseverance.  Thank you for making me strong by giving me this chance—to again prove myself that I am worthy for you.”  Then suddenly a though came: what if this happened to my other classmates?  They say God doesn’t give us matters that we could not handle so be thankful if we are in the hardest because God knows we can bear it.

Looking at the positive side of something needs not to be so hard.  A man once said, “When a door of opportunity closes, the other opens.”  Often we only see the closing of the doors. We often forget to look around and appreciate the opening of another.  The only thing is patience.  Life is not a race and life is too short to make it shorter by not doing anything.  Just remember, bigger rocks mean higher stepping-stones.

This is my second day of mending my broken disposition after the “incident”.  Honestly, it feels lighter now because of yesterday’s heartfelt tête-à-tête I had with my friends.  In my solitude, they tried to seam my soliloquy and added more of what I can think of in this mess.  I am very thankful knowing that I am not alone on this journey.  They may not be with me walking but I know they’re still around.  The only thing I can’t do now is to look them in their eyes.  I don’t know why.  I still don’t know.


It seems very surreal—I am happy.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

First Day Monologue

These coming days, I may not mind the pain of failing the subject, maybe because I’m at home feeling secure…  I am at home far away from other people—from my classmates.  But I know for the coming months and years I will gradually feel the regret of not exerting much of my time in my subjects—of not exerting much effort (have I not exerted much of it?).

For how many times did I say I am fine since the result came out, but I always come to the point that I realize I am just kidding myself.  I thought letting myself believe that it’s okay makes it feel easy, but no… thanks to a friend who said that this is a process;  I need to let this burst for a time but I also need to stand and continue.  Now I feel and realize that moving forward is not that easy and letting go is always bitter.  I just want to believe that this will make me stronger.  (I just want to believe) that this is an eye opener… that God really has a purpose for letting me carry this.

I know I need to instill in my mind that the chance was not meant for me.

I am very thankful for having parents who understand me although I know it’s also heavy for them seeing me like this.  I know it’s hard for my father to know that I’ll extend extra year. 

No one knows what I really feel but one thing is for sure right now, heaven knows how embittered I am.  The only thing I have is the thought that I want to have this post.

By the way, congratulations to my classmates.