by Marvin Pasco Bucu on Friday, August 13, 2010 at 8:46pm ·
kanina, paggising ko, ewan ko but from nowhere, the smell of maruyang saging came into the air. strange, di naman nagluluto ng ganito sa saudi.
i dismissed it as just i'm adjusting to my new ramadan schedule and hunger pangs usually sets in the midafternon coz there's no restaurant to take lunch. and eating at public view is prohibited.
while at the table, i saw a bunch of bananas bought by ate yolly from Panda and i remembered during my old days when we have saba that our Auntie, commonly we called nanay terang or nanay used to cook maruyang saging in the afternoon.
maliliit pa nun sina toto at ineng and baby still barely in existence.
we savour it while still hot and drinking kapeng barako which made us perspire more in the afternoon. ewan ko but everytime there's storm i knew we would be having maruya in the afternoon.
here i am now, and for the last twenty years i barely see nanay. the last time i saw her, a year ago, she was really weak.
and before that there were times that my mom will call me and nanay terang asked to talked to me and she will whisper on the phone that she will go now.
there are times i sat in the car crying for the simple reason of missing her now at this situation, i can't even be near to her.
when before, when i have a toothache, she will carry me and treated as her own son.
she never married and the closest family she got is us, her nephews and nieces. she is now bed ridden and due to her age, she's finding difficulties to move.
she always thinks of our welfare and she never ever ask for the return.
it's been very hard this time that we are away from her arms that carried us all when we were young.
the pains get deeper and deeper each day,every time the time passed away.
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