By
Rolo B. Cena
Hushed
Poppies
Dumaguete
Star Informer
22
September 2013
Finally,
he freely flies back home – home where his heart belongs; home where truth and
freedom indisputably live. This time, it
is happening without argument on neither expatriation nor repatriation.
Beaming
with stars-studded dreams, his hazel-nut eyes projected a glimpse of vivid
horizon back in 1996. Four years later, his
young and vibrant life turned bizarre and his story exceptionally disheartening.
Without
him knowing it, Rodelio Lanuza or Dondon, as he is fondly called, became a
fancy in the eyes of his married male boss, a Saudi National. Surely, he hadn’t dreamed of experiencing this
morbid happenstance, which later derailed the insular panorama of his entire
life back home while working as a draftsman in Damman, Kingdom of Saudi
Arabia.
In
the year 2000, while attending a small party, his boss endeavored to rape
him. In defense of himself and other
co-workers, he stabbed the Saudi national to death. It would have been a self-preservation but
the back stabs essayed a different angle:
that the crime was a planned, deliberate act.
In
Saudi Arabia, a drip of blood caused by another is punishable by death; much
more, taking lives.
Dondon
was jailed since August 2000. He was sentenced to death in 2001 by “qissas”
or beheading for the crime. The Highest Court pardoned him after the victim's
family signed a “tanazul” or letter of forgiveness after receiving blood money
amounting to SAR 3 million. A
fundraising campaign was initiated by his family, friends and supporters,
colleagues back in Saudi Arabia, several OFWs, the Migrante, government
officials and other private individuals.It was so comforting to hear this noble act of people around Dondon to raise the funds. Truly it showed that in our hearts still live the value to help others, especially those who are in need. In contrast, for ten years now, only a few enjoyed the benefits of the ten-billion-peso stake of the pork stored in a barrel. Surprisingly, not even half of the requirement to save Dondon was raised out of the pork.
Crazy! And indeed, it was the craziest of all greed.
His case, no matter how bizarre one perceives or could perceive it, is one of the many cases all expatriated Filipinos and other nationals heard and learned about in this oil-rich Middle Eastern conservative Arab state; one of the many cases peculiar individual experienced. Truly, stories like this are not hidden from the hearts and minds of those who are working in these areas, and of their family members, friends and colleagues.
Not even from the one who holds and scribbles the truth!
The best thing that happened is that Dondon and his family, colleagues and friends did not stop believing that one day he will be freed. The blood money in the amount of SAR 3 million or about PhP 33 million was raised. Thanks to the initiation of the Vice President of the Republic.
Indeed, the brotherhood of Filipino men sans the vested interests always prevails. Truly, when he arrived yesterday, not one mentally-dehydrated politicians contacted a paparazzi for a souvenir. Thanks to the pork barrel scam, they are too busy for advertisements!
Finally, Dondon was free and he is home. However, he may have been freed but the ordeal, the trauma would always linger. The post partum experience is always heavier and greater – that’s what they said. Like most victims elsewhere, the damage that certainly brought havoc in their respective lives would always manifest. Let’s pray that he will soon overcome this.
Working overseas is not a heaven-made-on-earth paper bill. Working overseas is risk; it is a sacrifice to begin with. For one, being separated from loved ones is an agony expressed in different, melancholic tone. Two, stepping on a stranger’s place is as furious as eternal damnation. Three, it is literally and figuratively an experience of advanced waterloo.
His story is a tale to ponder upon. Lo and behold, in here lies the other tale!