Limang taon na ang lumipas, ngunit sariwa pa ang mga ala-ala. Itong art room ko na pinuno ng lahat ng emosyon ko ay nananatiling buhay kahit pinaglumaan na ng panahon.
I stood up and removed the apron I'm wearing, then looked at the art piece and smiled.
"It's already done. Thanks to this paintbrush..." I uttered and stared at the old brush. Ito na ang magiging huling sabak nito sa pagpipinta. I was glad that its last stroke will be with the art piece of the first and last bloom. Moreover, I'm grateful to Paolo, who gave this paint brush as a birthday gift.
Biglang tumunog ang cellphone ko kaya't sinagot ko kaagad ito. I sigh and look at the two canvas in front of me just to have a further check.
"Asan ka na? Ikaw na lang ang kulang sa mga magpipresent ngayon..." sabi ni Professor Jed.
"I'm just polishing it more. Sinisigurado kong maganda ang itsura bago ilagay sa Art Gala..."
"Ganun ba? Teka may pinadala na akong mga kukuha ng paintings mo. Para secured papunta rito." sabay tawa niya sa kabilang linya. I only sigh and didn't argue. Wala pa rin siyang pinagbago.
Dumating na nga ang mga pinadala ni Professor Jed. They took the two canvas carefully at isinakay sa sasakyan nila. I followed them with my car going to Ilarde College.
Nang makarating ay kaagad na nilang dinala iyun sa Mini Art Museum ng school kung saan gaganapin ang Art Gala. My paintings will have a part in its final presentation. Of course, because I am the owner of this school, ilalagay talaga nila ako sa special part ng occasion.
I look around. Sobrang laki na ng pinagbago ng campus. A lot of buildings were added and it became more modernised. Yet my favorite spots were still there, the cherry blossom tree na natatanaw ko sa botanic garden, the art room na natatanaw ko sa kinatatayuan ko maging ang rooftop na madalas kong tambayan.
Dahil maaga pa para pumasok, I decided to go to the rooftop to have a full view of the campus. Ilang taon rin ang lumipas na hindi ako nakapunta rito. My busy schedule limit my own personal activities and leisures.
Ganoon pa rin ang simoy ng hangin. Sariwa mula rito sa taas. The cherry blossom tree is in its best again, representing another spring that came.
Ang dating pool na narito ay wala na. I ordered to reconstruct the rooftop at ngayon ay isang magandang tambayan na lamang, exclusively for me.
Nang magsawa akong tumanaw sa kabuuan ng campus, bumaba na ako ng rooftop at nag-ikot ikot pa sa paligid. Students were greeting me. I'm smiling as a way of greeting back because I don't want to look rude.
It's the school's culminating activity kaya't abala at maraming ginagawa ang mga estudyante maging ang mga professors. The Art Gala is one of the main event to be made because someone from the overseas volunteer to be a sponsor for the given event. Professor Jed insisted that I must have a part as well.
Habang naglalakad, I heard someone call me, but not by my name. It's just a familiar pet name I heard before.
"Mr. Loner..." rinig ko uling tawag at nakilala ko na nga ito.
"Haji..." I said and smirked at him before giving him a head chop.
"Respect me. You're in my turf..."
Sumimangot lang ito at namulsahan. He's wearing his uniform. He's studying as a highschool student in Ilarde High.
"Can you explain why high school students are required to watch this event? It's quite a pain..." he hissed.
"Of course, for experience and new learning. Hindi lahat nakukuha sa loob ng classroom. Pero kung ayaw mo, you can go home..." then I shrug.
"Not yet... i wanna see the Art Gala." anya bago ako talikuran. He and his attitude deficiency. I chuckle because after all, he enjoys strolling around.
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