I came across this phrase a couple of years ago, during a cold night in Baguio. A friend and former colleague used this phrase to describe how much she gives into a relationship – no limits, no hesitations, 101% real L-O-V-E!
Durog kung durog… this captures the lengths to which individuals in a relationship would go to, just to preserve what they have. It’s not enough that they get beaten and bruised, they would even endure the pain of having their hearts laid down in a mortar, then ground and crushed into tiny bits. That is the very essence of this phrase – enduring the pestle’s painful grind.
Durog kung durog… this entails not measuring how much one can give, because the well will certainly not go dry, not until there are still small pieces to be broken down into the most minute particles.
Durog kung durog… what one feels when someone has taken one’s heart, held it tightly with one fist and crushed it, leaving it dry and mangled. But the damage does not end there. The battered heart is thrown to the ground, gets stepped upon, repeatedly.
Durog kung durog… this is what one might feel after a really ugly goodbye. One can do nothing but to stand up, straighten ones clothes, and continue walking, ignoring the fact that the heart is broken, bruised, mangled and battered. After all, ‘durog kung durog’ is what we say after losing a battle – a battle we knew we could never win in the first place.
So ask yourself, are you willing to go the extra mile, braving all odds and facing the possibility of being “durog” at the end of the day? I certainly would not. Well, not now. Ikaw?
19 July 2006
Wednesday
05:26pm
Penang
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
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2 comments:
hehe, madaming drama talaga ang baguio moments pero ako, am more interested knowing what the proximate cause for writing this piece. bahkit, menor de edad pa ba etot kasisilang lang, moslem at kung magkataon man ay pangatlo kang mamasan, or girl to boy transsexual? sino ang kayang magpadurog sa nag iisang ever cool, phenomenal ever divah of penang? could not think of anything or anyone dear.
----hvd
i thought i was the phenomenal one in penang..oh, ikaw yung diva, i was the pheonomenal bagtit.
i learned this from you... durog kung durog. you, my beacon of light, slat na rak. idol!!! pa-autograph.
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