Mardigra... the ultimate drama

waking in a "desperas" of a mardigra in a cold wind would somehow enchant me with memories of the joyous escapades of the sinulog festival. a lot has changed. people we may know, in an instant could be a stranger.

i am quite hoping though that the real spirit of the celebration is far more beyond the grudges and the sad memories of our past. Things happen for a reason, but that is not an enough reason to lock up a person in evil for life. you might be getting clueless now, but the point here is, our friends of the last sinulog may not be as good as friends this year. sad but true.

i thought this is for everyone. but maybe not, not for me. parties will be there, IF WE HAVE THE REASON TO CELEBRATE THOUGH. this year would maybe pave way to a more subtle theme. the most important thing though is my faith to sto.niño... keep on hoping that there is light after darkness... as what they have said, the night is darkest just before the light of dawn. be happy, be merry, in your faith in GOD.

what i am asking, the strength and enlightenment to move on.

(pictures taken from flicker, public image searches)