TO THOSE who have not had the chance to see the world, I write you a letter to tell you how blessed you are.
Right from the start when you are conscious of your existence, I knew you are happy and gay. I saw you lying comfortably in that dark place; and all you need to do is to think and sleep. I feel how excited you were to get out; and in your mind you craved to be someone’s precious treasure.
You started to feel like you’re becoming like us. You had your own pairs; and you even had a beautiful face. You were so glad to finally reach that phase.
You started to listen to what’s happening outside. You smile and move when you react and I know she can feel it. You started to feel a connection with her. You started to want her.
I know you are waiting. Everyone’s waiting too. And in every single time, you constantly seek for the outlet where you can be free and be with the people you believe want you.
You are with her in her happiest and toughest times. You cry and laugh with her. You eat and drink with her. You are with her in every single step she takes. And I know you feel so blessed.
I saw the time when she was up to something. And I also saw you being so confused. I saw your face – so blank; I know you know nothing. But you can feel her so sad.
You tried to know what’s going on. You want to know what’s with her. I can see your brilliant mind working and I can hear your heart beat so fast. You are unsettled now. You wanted to go out. You wanted to know why she is very upset. You loved her and I understand why you should know.
Just as you reached your hands to her, you DIED.
I know you are asking. You are curious. You want answers that your natural intelligence cannot provide. You want to know why you did not see the world.
You may be thinking right now; is it because you are just a burden to her? Or you did not meet her standards? Or you are just not enough?
I can still hear you crying. It’s louder than the cruel rain. You are screaming now. My only request is for you to calm down. I want to explain to you…little by little.
She may not plan your existence, but you are still blessed. She did not see you coming while she was on her most pleasurable moments, but you are still blessed. She simply did not want you, but you are still blessed.
Not because you had not seen the world, you are unfortunate. You are truly blessed.
I want to bring you to the instance where you continued to live; but I don’t want to see you upset even more. All you’ll just see is the cruel world. The people will be harsh to you and so with the circumstances.
The she you love will not even attend to you. You will be left hungry, naked and homeless. She will slap your face and beat your ass. You will grow in a nutshell; in anger and in pain. And what’s worse, your living will not be complete. She did not have her partner. You will not have someone to look up to. You’ll be forever alone.
You may survive her wrath. You may be used to her going out with her friends every night. You may still live. But what’s for sure, you will be like her. You lack guidance and you will be led astray. You will still suffer; and that’s because of what she did. You will then someday question why you have existed at the first place.
I believe I have told you enough. I wished I convinced you that you are blessed and you are not unfortunate. I don’t know to where you are right now: if you’re with Him or you’re just on plain rest. But I know you’re happy now.
At least you are away with the world’s hazards, the people’s cruelty and life’s unfair treatment. It’s not that I envy you. I still enjoy living while doing evil. But you - are truly the untouched, the picture of purity, and the virgin of all virgins - the angel.
(Sunday Essays are articles written by Ateneo de Davao University students for their journalism class.)