Just Dropping By

By Rolo B. Cena

It’s been a long time since we last met; I guess that was during the last event we both eagerly attended.  We were so naïve then but so enthusiastic to face a new beginning.   I was chitchatting with my friends and you with common friends.  We only had the chance to say hello before the crowd grew bigger.  We parted ways without expressing our final words for each other.

You had your way into the world and turned a new page while I flaunted my ideals and ideology to acquire a newer place for me.  I knew we both love to conquer a world together but time and distance made it impossible. 

I dropped by to let you know that I missed you, but you were busy then.

Our paths crisscrossed once again as we stumbled upon pages of social sites; watching and browsing each other’s pages as we post images of our daily activities, update our profile, and throw all the clean sheets and dirty linens online.  We connected sans the emotional support best friends could have shared especially when times were at its lowest.

I dropped by to let you know that I liked and commented but you never reacted; you were busy then.

Recently, your feeds suggest that you are attracted to an obscure force that makes you subconsciously tip-top-toe over piles of conspiracy theories you are subscribed to and sworn to disseminate.  That force energized your belief that JFK was alive, hiding in a bunker, that a titular head of a religious establishment is an anti-Christ, and that the virus is not true. 

I am dropping by to tell you that while your spirit is soaring, your intellect is plummeting to its lowest.  Your previous psyche is in better shape than what you are in right now.

Today, I’m dropping by to know if you are well as before.  I know you have been very busy these days scouring the worldwide web, looking for newer and better opportunities that could double your wealth.  

My friend, too much of everything is not good; it’s gluttony.  Aspiring to double your money exponentially through these schemes may lead you to losing all what you have now. 

You have been hunting for another high-paying job to catapult your big dream of becoming a leader. May I say that not all leaders are made; most of them are born – born in a silver platter, and with thrones made ready for them.

I’m just dropping by to let you know that Mother Theresa and Mahatma Gandhi were powerless and penniless but they became great because of good deeds.

Yes, it’s fine to work because we must.   But do not push yourself too hardly to the edge that you already defy rest, especially on a Sabbath.  And if your work causes your face to wrinkle quicker than the fastest Internet speed, or, your body deteriorates because of a dozen more stresses, then your work has become your problem.   Believe me, I have been there.  

I have a friend who received multiple awards multiple times, each with different titles and associated tokens but when her health failed, they turned their backs on her.  Worst, when she left the organization, neither an inspiring word nor a comforting hug was accorded to her.  She exited the porticos of the corporate world with her head bent and shoulders dropped below freezing level.  

I’m dropping by to check if your self-esteem still aptly works for you.  You know, it lies within the purity of your heart, not in the glossy fabric and techy stuffs that this commercial world sells.  It is one aspect of humanity that no purchasing power can dare acquire.

Finally, I’m dropping by to remind you that Epicurus’ pleasant life is worth believing.  That is, if you choose to abstain from unnecessary desires by being content with simple things and by choosing to converse with friends over physical pleasures, in order to achieve inner peace. 

Life is a vicious cycle.  Any or all actions of people you’ve met along have significance in your life.  If you don’t want to be treated ill, treat them well.   

Sorry to disturb you.  I am just dropping by to say, “hi!”