Man from Taguig
"Who else?"
The man in solemn face stood before a crowd of hundreds. All seated inside a room oddly mixed with natural brown wood color and images of plants sophisticatedly framed to remind viewers of nature absent in the urban metropolis and whose silence is possibly enjoined only when all windows and doors are shut in absolute confinement for the moment.
The minds in that venue are centered on the horror of violence with increasing questions on culture of terror and that perceived decimation of political sensibilities or conviction that society can be changed for the better.
But this disquiet of collective thoughts grimaced as the man started.
"I am a Muslim. I live in Taguig."
And he spoke on and on and on.
He was listened by a number of people of dissimilar faith but sharing the same cause. Peace.
I wonder if the man who took the podium and spoke with costly mileage of television and cameras can speak the same way as that Muslim man from Taguig if he stands at the midst of Muslim community in ARMM.
