I wish I was filthy rich: That i could buy anything in this world that money could buy. That i would not worry going to work each day to earn the day's worth. I'll be sitting on the porch the whole day drinking coffee, yawning sleepily facing the sea while waiting for the owned business' earnings. A luxurious life that is. You could criticize me of being too ambitious, absurd but the question is: Is there anybody who doesn't wish to be wealthy? I don't know but I dream of being one. I can not accept people say: “You should be content with your poverty, you should be content with your sicknesses, you should be content with all kinds of exploitation. You should be content and you should not try to rise higher, to reach to the sun and the rain and the wind.” In fact i consider myself wealthy, financially not but i have my family...my loving wife, my lovely kids, my supportive folks. And i still have my healthy lungs, my work, my friends. I am contented, not complaining, it's just a dream of having an opportunity of a good life enjoyed by this aristocracy.
I wish I was tall: I am not that short, a typical filipino height but i wish i had more. I love basketball and being tall matters...a "tower of power". Maganda rin magdala ng damit ang matangkad. Sabi nga ng popular na margarin..."iba na ang matangkad". But i can do nothing about it. I came from a not-so-tall, averaged-height descendants.
I wish i had those magic fingers: Where i could play my guitar with intensity, where i could do plenty of string bending, sweet vibratos and fretboard gymnastics. It would be cool to be one of those superspeed "shedders" and ax slingers. When i was a kid, i used to act in front of the mirror with a broom posing in a classic lead guitar stance positioning a toast for those about to rock. I played in a ukelele ensemble for three years in elementary and had my first guitar when i was 14. Until now, i dreamed of being a "Page, Beck, Steve Ray Vaughan, Vai, Metheny, Duane Allman, Vince Gill, Robert Cray, Reb Beach, Dweezel Zappa, Jeff Tyson, Wally Gonzales, Stev Morse", etc...Yes, i want to lick my guitar like there is no tomorrow.
I wish I had a powerful dynamic voice: I can sing fair enough, i sing in videoke bars, during jams, drinking sessions, in the bathroom, in the car...but a great voice means "Noel Cabangon, Norah Jones, Charlotte Church, Scott Weiland, Cris Cornell, Bruce Dickinson, Lyne Staley, Kevin Dubrow, Rob Halford, Tim "Ripper" Owens" to name a few. The first three are some of the gifted singers with really good symphonic voices, the latter names are heavy metal belters that could scream and belt in high notes and give you some shivers.
I wish I was a queerbee in a fashion industry: (This is not me, I've taken it from the Bloodhound Gang) Yap, being a queer...scoring with a supermodel would be easy. Supermodels are voluptuous and is synonomous with superdumb. I'd be a good listener and then she'd treat me as her sister. After a while she'd give me her full trust to rub her back and braid her hair. One thing could then lead to another.
I wish Philippines would be great again: Free from traditional politics, free from agelong crisis and corruption, from those big-fanged crocodiles of our society. A time when everyone is in unison. A time when we could walk alone in the vast of the dark night without fear, drive our cars confidently, the time when everything is abundant and a place where we will proudly say we live in an enchanting place. I still dream of a good life for our children's children.
I wish i was young again: The time when i was in the arms of my mother, tucks me in bed each night, explodes those un-ending nags and sermons everytime i am in disarray. The time when me and my siblings scrammble at the gate each time dad comes home from a week-long work in a mining company. The time when dad holds my hand, carries me as we walk through the park. The time when mom and dad still had no wrinkles on their faces, the time when they still walk and move briskly. I miss the time when all of us stay and sleep in one bed, side by side comfortably each time there were thunderstorms, when we all dance those cha-chas and tangos in the living room as a diversion while letting the time pass. I miss the time when i was young and wild...those were one of the best days of my life.
I wish i am handsome: My mother tells me i am handsome (naks!), my wife and the others consistently disagree...(i think i have to believe my mom...patronize your own ika nga. Please po, wala ng kokontra). Before everyone raise their brows, ilusyon ko lang po ito...*erase, erase*
and I wish of world peace *kaway ala-Sandara*. I wish I am a good middleman, a good negotiator, a peacekeeper...to mediate and come to rest all world's perpetual misunderstandings, rebellions, revolutions and end all the miseries with a promise of equality to great heights. I dream of a time when swords are not needed, bombs are not needed. A time when there are no more bloodsheds, no disasters, no famine, no hatred...a time of an un-ending peace.
