I am having a peaceful time heading for home. Not until some nasty small bastards made it one hell of a hilarious trip.
Coming from a dinner commitment with someone, guess ito ang mga pagkakataon where I am just reflecting whatever that needs to be done and kung ano yung mga nagawa ko na. This is mostly stimulated when there is a variety of music along the bus where I am hitching along - pwedeng kalokohan yung kanta, pwedeng pop, pwedeng mellow. Huwag lang si Papa Jack puhhleeaazze.
Well, as I've said, okay naman na at payapa ang pag-uwi ko supposedly eh. Jacking in my earphones, I am so lost while texting her and thinking at the same time.
Until these little devils came.
Wala silang buntot, sungay, malaking tinidor gaya ng iniisip nyo. They are just two boys who came in such a disguise that I mistook them with a younger version of me - bilog na mukha, maputi sobra, buhok na geeky tingnan plus a PSP. Well, brickgame lang ako nung bata eh sorry. :D
Their mother, sensing that no seat is available lest the one I am sitting from(3 seater row on the bus), occupied the vacant seats two from my left since I was near the window watching the road as my bus passes by. Nakakalong 'yung isa sa nanay.
True to their marking, the nasty ones are quite magulo and maingay. Quarreling over the simple stuff, nag aagawan sa PSP, even sa bag of McDonalds they are supposed to share with. Given the 'stranger' that I am, I only get to glance at them once in a while.
I began to close my eyes and took a small nap.
Five minutes elapsed when there is that tugging on my long sleeves. It was the first kid, around 6 years old I presume. Hinihila 'yung sleeves ko, asking for attention it seems.
"Kuya, kuya, gusto mo?" *showing me his French fries. I just gestured smilingly no.
"Kuya, ano yang pinapakinggan mo?"
"Music."
"Sino kumanta?"
"Madami."
"Kuya ano trabaho mo?"
This is the time the second kid barged in.
"Onga kuya, ano trabaho mo?"
To which I replied "janitor" smilingly so as to coax these kids to gently mind their own business, while looking at their mom sympathetically. Their mom just smiled at me understanding the notion to have her kids shut up in a gentle manner of course.
"Sigurado ka kuya?"
"Uhum"
"Hindi. Macho dancer ka."
"Ha?"
"Macho dancer ka eh."
"Onga macho dancer ka. Sayaw ka naman dali parang ganito."
Little bastards. :))
And this is the perfect time for me to facepalm, not because of what they are saying, but because of what they are ostentatiously showing to the nearby passengers who are rused to their wild antics while mimicking a real macho dancer. Gumigiling for short hahahaha!
This goes by mga around 20 minutes or so, hanggang bumaba sila sa bandang Muntinlupa while both kids are waving at me while bidding goodbye. "Bye kuya macho!"
Facepalming, I was only smiling like a silly fool.
Okay na sana eh, nung lumapit 'yung konduktor to charge me with the bus fare. How?
"O macho, san baba natin?" sabay ngisi sakin.
Langya namang buhay to o hahahahaha!
