Once I had a chance to watch a
movie in a cinema house. It was my long desired respite after a tiring week of
works and deadlines. Before leaving the seminary, I already had a title of the
movie that I would watch. I thought of watching ‘The Mistress.’ The movie had
been a talk of the town for some weeks since its first screening. I deemed such
to be an enough reason to watch it.
Upon
arriving in the cinema house, I immediate went to the ticket booth. I checked
for an available seat for the 4 pm screening. I thought at first, I would be
waiting for the 6 pm screening. The seats seemed to be all taken. But lo and
behold I found a seat: seat number K 19. I took the queue and crossed finger
waited for my turn to procure for a ticket. I prayed that the seat would not be
taken by others. Thank God, no one did. I approached the lady clerk and asked
for a 4 pm seat. She politely replied ‘Wala na po, sir.’
But how could that be when I just saw seat K 19 available. ‘Hindi’ I said ‘meron pa.’ I
asked her to flash in the monitor the seats taken and untaken. ‘ O, eto meron pa’
I pointed to the available seat. ‘Ah isa lang ba sir?’
she asked. ‘Oo,
isa lang.’ I said. ‘Di nga, sir, isa lang?’
replied then accompanied with little giggles. ‘Oo, isa lang talaga.’
I answered back with a bit of irritation. She gave to me the ticket: seat K 19.
I immediately paid, and left the booth.
I still
did have an hour before 4 pm. I thought I could still have a cup of coffee,
among the cafe in the (mall) garden. Indeed I had. While taking a sip, I
thought of checking the details of the ticket such as its freebies and location
of the cinema. I brought out the ticket from my wallet and placed it on the
table. Suddenly, my conversation with the lady clerk came into my mind. I could
not imagine her disbelief that I was alone. And in finding that I was saying
the truth that I would be watching a movie alone, she could not help herself
but giggled. What was funny in watching a movie alone? I asked myself. I thought
none. But on a second thought, indeed something seemed to be wronged in the
picture. It was a romantic movie. Indeed, pity for him who had no one to share
the love and romance that the movie radiated. Really funny. Pity for me.
Looking
at the ticket on my table, I realized how many times I had been alone. I had
been doing some things by myself, though I may have my so-called community.
There are simply things meant to be done alone. I had no one to blame for this.
It was my choice or at least one of the consequences of my choice to embrace
religious life.
The one
ticket on my table signifies the fact that I am alone, occasionally. Indeed,
sometimes I am alone, but I thank God, I never been lonely.
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