I was ready to go out with mum this afternoon.
When I went to the living room, she was still in her house dress watching her favorite teleserye (TV drama).
“Ano? Alis ba tayo?” I asked. (So? Are we going out?)
“Oo. Sandali lang. Tapusin ko muna ito,” she said. (Yes. In a while. I just want to finish this.)
“Fine.” I plonked myself at the other end of the sofa.
I wasn’t really into teleseryes but since I had time to kill…
I watched the screen mindlessly at first but as the story unfolded, something…(you guessed it) something boomed at me. (Everything has a purpose, remember?)
The storyline today—the protagonist is in prison, accused of rape. It seems his mother is doing all she can to appeal for his release even to the point of disrupting an elegant party by harassing the presiding judge for her son’s case.
She pleads with the judge to listen to her because it seems she has evidence that her son did not commit the crime.
The host wasn’t too happy with the scene this woman was creating so she requests her security people to get rid of her and her husband. A sort of struggle ensues. The desperate mother falls in the pool with her husband diving in after her to ensure her safety. They leave the party looking like drenched rats with everyone staring after them.
Scene change: at their home–the husband confronts his wife, pleading with her to please stop harassing others to release their son from prison. He advises her to relax and take a break for a few days to reflect and think about the course of action they should take.
“But we have to help our son!” she shouts.
“Not like this. When you’re always so angry. Your anger is not the way to free him,” says the husband.
Scene change: prison visitors’ area—girlfriend of accused is waiting for him. She waits and waits but he doesn’t show up and she sheds tears as she gets up and leaves with a heartbroken expression on her face. He’s actually hiding, watching her, heartbroken as well.
This scene is played and dissolved a couple of more times showing both of them crying their hearts out unbeknownst to each other.
They eventually see each other when his mother tricks him at one visit by bringing his girlfriend along. He has no choice but to confront her.
She asks the obvious question—Why?
He tells her he doesn’t love her anymore and that all those stuff he told her before were all lies and he was bored with her. She didn’t believe him at first but she eventually leaves, heartbroken.
Scene change: inside the prison—the accused is talking to another inmate, admitting that he lied to his girlfriend about not loving her anymore. He didn’t want her to feel obligated to wait for him while he is in prison. He admits he still loves her very much and that it is love that made him lie in order for her to be free of him.
He cries as he takes her photo and burns it on a flame of a candle. (Are lighted candles allowed in prison?)
Credits roll and a teaser of the next episode for tomorrow is shown.
Mum stretches, aims the remote with a click and stands up, “O, ‘lika na. Magbibihis lang ako.” (Let’s go. I’ll just change.)
“Palabas rin ba yan bukas ganitong oras?” I ask. (Will the next episode be the same time tomorrow?)
Methinks the protagonist lied to his girlfriend because obviously he didn’t want her to feel obligated to the relationship. In a way, he was freeing her to enable her to create her own reality.
With regards to the mother’s desperation in helping her son, I think it would be more effective if she thought of it in a positive way. If he is truly innocent then her thoughts should be of gratitude instead of anger and desperation.
Our consciousness is so powerful it can free our loved ones from their fears. Or it can imprison them in it forever.