I guess the most pleasant feature of the weather is the breeze. No
one ever makes complaint of the breeze. It is cool, unlike the sun.
It is soft not like the typhoon. It doesn't make anyone uncomfortable
or wet like the rain.
In the tropics
like the Philippines, it is the blow of the breeze that tempers the
heat of the sun on a summer day. It inspires song writers to write
melodies and poets to write poems. Some even go further. When I published
my first online news magazine, I called it Banahaw Breeze, named after
a mountain here in Quezon province where I am based. Some readers
agreed it was a good name.
If I were a kid,
I would take out a kite on a breezy day and play to my heart's content.
Now I can only wish the Department of Tourism would organize kite
flying competitions in every province this summer. Don't you agree
that it would not only be cheap and fun but bring out the creativity
of Filipinos?
A couple of months
ago, we were having very cool breeze, courtesy of the Northern Asia
temperatures like China and Siberia. Now, we have "Filipino"
breeze, not so cool but enough to prevent you from sweating. I think
I prefer it this way.
But then there
is another kind of breeze that I wish would blow - in another part
of the world, for another reason. Yes, as everyone is talking of these
days, I mean Middle East, specifically Iraq and its surrounding countries,
the soldiers who will die in the line of duty and the civilians who
would be caught in the crossfire or hit by bombs.
For them, I pray
for the winds of peace to come as quickly as it can.
