Rein Winds

I was on my way to Carmona, Cavite early this morning.

Very early I took a jeepney ride.

From my home, I needed to travel at least two hours, via four different jeepney rides to reach Carmona. On my first ride, I felt needing to pee. I was hesitant to ask the driver to stop, and tried to ignore what I was feeling. I initially chose to control it. But we were passing a  road to no man’s land! (OMG! all rice fields! Waaah!) Then a little later road where only shanties in residential areas  could be seen; there was still no gasoline station in sight!

Anxiously uncomfortable, I took the nerve to self-effacingly ask the driver (great thing, I was seated beside him) to stop by the nearest gasoline station for I couldn’t contain it anymore! Considerately, the driver smiled and asked if I could wait a little bit longer for there was no nearest gasoline station within 10 kms.

Nervous and fretful, I silently clasped my fists and sighed and prayed. (Lord, let me reach the appropriate place to urinate, pleaseeee!) Whew!

And why all of a sudden tricycles and even pedicabs drastically appeared in front of us! They were blocking our way waaaaaaaaah!

Why did these children and old women cross the streets only now when our jeepney had to pass! Why of all the instances did the traffic officers, in barangays we passed, stopped our jeep to give way to school children who needed to cross the streets! And what did these cows do on the street with us! (Sighhhhhhhhhh!)

The driver finally sensed I couldn’t last a minute anymore, he considerably told me that we were to reach the house of his friend. He stopped over and told the owner of the house (who luckily [I was still lucky, YES!] was outside the gate) to please allow me to use their toilet. Without asking the owner’s name, I sheepishly asked for permission and dashed towards the direction he gave me. Finally…the relief! the comfort!

I sincerely thanked the owner of the house. I went back to my seat. I still did not mind the passengers’ sneering stare and derision. I sat back now comfortably (who cares! )

I reached Robinson’s Palapala jeepney terminal. I was the last passenger to alight. Before I alighted, I asked the jeepney driver’s name, and sincerely thanked him. Again thank you, Manong Ross.

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