What is truth?
“Truth, in things, is their reality. In our minds, it is the conformity of our knowledge with the things known. In our words, it is the conformity of our words to what we think. In our conduct, it is the conformity of our acts to what we are supposed to be.” (Thomas Merton)
As promised, today I am going to start publishing my “PLAY”. I mentioned the other day that I would be writing a “Screen play,” however, it may not be that practical to be posted in here with all those directions and effects. Hence, I would just publish it in a form of a “plain play”, with little instructions and effects or backgrounder, and suggest that you- the beloved reader and visitors to get yourself involved in the “play”. This play is in “Tagalog”[ A Filipino Language], so just drop by my blog later if you wish to know the English version of it. Last note: This is based on a pure fiction only, yet it is open for all of us to make it a reality for it speaks of the reality of our human life.
My “Kapalaran” starts here:
The Story begins with a typical Urban Manila setting, then moves into the typical Rural setting as in the Province of Pangasinan. The Cast of the Story are:
Jay-r
Old [unnamed lady]
Jude
Roomboy
Amina [mother]
Patrick
Hardinero [Gardener]
Josephus [younger brother]
Fr. Ted [Cathedral Priest] Jose [Father]
Maring [Presbytery Housekeeper]
Unnamed bus Passengers
Agnes [Jonard’s classmate]
Luke/ Lucille [Jonard’s classmate]
Bus Conductor/attendant]
Gemma [Jay-r’s GF]
Jonard [Jay-r’s brother]
Jennifer [sister]
Unnamed Waiter
3 Gay friends [1] Susimo/ Susie
[2]Bernardo/ Narda
[3] Harvey/ Hara
Fr. George
Mang Ernie [Market’s caretaker]
Unnamed Government Worker
Extras: The Rest of Jay-r’s Family[ Ate Jean w/ kids: Jay & Josephine; Max- [Jean’s husband]; Jonathan & Julius- [Jay-r’s younger brothers]
“At the end of life, we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much money we have made, how many great things we have done. We will be judged by, ‘I was hungry, and you gave me something to eat, I was naked and you clothed me. I was homeless and you took me in.’ Hungry not only for bread -but hungry for love. Naked not only for clothing-but naked of human dignity and respect. Homeless not only for want of a home of bricks- but homeless because of rejection.” (Mother Teresa of Calcutta).
Junjun FAITHBOOK 