“In a relationship” may be the best way to describe this
romance considering that I’m still deep in it… literally 2 feet of it inside
our living room. Nam Tuam means “flood” in Thai and the “romance” is a
hate-hate affair.
I was introduced to Nam four years ago when I first set foot
in Thailand. She pays me a casual visit every monsoon season but we never
kissed until this year when she went right into my house even if I had a good
sandbag barrier at the door.
I have been through about a couple of love affairs in my
life but not one has been this deep. Instead of getting my heart pierced I got
my ego shattered.
What pride have you got left if you are forced from the
comforts of home, lugging a hastily packed bag and some provisions for higher
ground? Where is your dignity if you have to wade through Leptospira infested
murky water that has been through a thousand sewers to get to your house for
more things while the rest of the community watch you zombie-walk down the waterlogged
street?
As you can see I was forced by circumstances into this
romance and no matter how I hate it I have no recourse but to say, “I do.”
I realize that this affair like all romances is initially
psychological and to a larger extent physical. The climax is not likened to the
gasp of orgasmic ecstasy but rather the numbing spasmic pain that is a result
of hauling everything in the ground floor to the second floor.
The urgency of the situation supplies the adrenaline, which
then takes its toll in the coming days as you cope with the withdrawal of the
hormone. The length of time you have been alive on earth is directly
proportionate to the length and intensity of suffering from this
flight-or-fight event.
Sad to say, but this romance is also a home-breaker. My wife
won’t have anything to do with this illegitimate affair and she distanced
herself from me. She and the rest of the family now live with a friend in one
of the high rise condos of central Bangkok and will only take me back after I
break off with Nam.
Oh Nam Tuam, how deep is your love?
you write so well fwend .... feel ko ang buod ng true to life story mo... sad man but it's reality to accept na our world is getting worst. there's no safe place anymore.. all we have to do is hold tight and have faith to out creator
ReplyDeletethanks fwend... just putting to use what God gave to me like you and your painting and photography. I'm glad that God allowed me to go through this experience. I'm actually enjoying it even when sometimes depression attempts to wash over my soul. God is my refuge and strength.
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