They Still Care

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Some people still genuinely care. They go out of their way to help you out or make you feel better. I’m just sorry for those who see only business and money in everything and won’t lift a finger if they can’t squeeze out a profit from you. And most of these guys are professionals—professionals with degrees, but most of all professionals at making money.

It’s become scary to be out there in the world and not be self-reliant or self-sufficient. I mean, you don’t know if someone would help if you’re in trouble. Some won’t help due to fear of being involved in trouble. Some won’t make a move because they are simply unconcerned. Worse, other people would even take advantage of your weakness. These are realities we see in the news today. That’s why I make myself as self-reliant as possible when I go out. I take with me all the things I urgently need—explains why I always carry a small shoulder bag.

But still, we need to seek help from others and you have to be relied on by others. We should all still care.

There are those who make it their profession or mission to help people, regardless of their careers, titles or degrees. Sometimes, they seem too good to be true. Sometimes I can’t believe what I see when I watch them in action. Are these guys for real? But there aren’t any cameras around when they do good deeds, so they must be for real. Like this young guy I know who risked his life helping an old lady who was just maltreated by an abusive street cop. The young man protected the old lady and saw to it that she got away from the cruel cop safely.

And this wellness coach who went out of his way to explain to patients the full results of their magnetic resonance body analyzing tests (this procedure analyzes some 37 body organs to help you see what you are sick of). I have not seen any medical practitioner as patient in explaining tests results to patients. All they do is write prescriptions and how to take them. You go home with nothing but faith in the doctor and the meds he made you buy. Some medical doctors are even rude. Some are arrogant. Some won’t care if you don’t have the money.

Well, in fairness, there are medical doctors who also explain things to you a bit, especially if you persist in asking them (or wring out the answers from them).

But it’s different with this wellness coach. The patients went home knowing what they were currently suffering inside their bodies, why and how to have the ailments treated with alternative medicine. Have you ever had a doctor explain to you what’s wrong with your 37 body organs and discuss all your options, from medical to natural?

How about the stranger who helped a couple find their way correctly in the city by actually going with them to point out the right path? And there’s this grade school teacher who found a poor street boy asking people in the wet market for some food but was ignored or shooed off. This teacher treated him to lunch! When I see people like them, it’s like a tall glass of good-looking and tempting iced tea—you’re tempted to do the same because it’s so refreshing.

Some folks also do kind things but only when the cameras are rolling. They can hug dirty street kids, carry and kiss them, hug poor people and eat with them in their messy dining tables as long as there are cameras around and everything will be posted on Facebook or shown on TV for the world to see. They’re amusing to watch but I prefer those who do kind things in secret, seen accidentally by me because I’m a nosy fellow who notes almost everything around me. Because I like the sight of bottomless iced tea, all-natural!

In fact, if you want to see real kindness that’s natural and unscripted, forget about watching it on TV or online. Or sometimes even watching it in church. Go where real folks are and watch what real people do. You’re bound to find genuinely kind folks—real heroes—in places you don’t expect them to show up. They often hide from the limelight and see to it that what they do is kept private. That makes natural iced-tea more appealing. Yup, they still care.

Saturday Mornings Alone

Saturday morning, about 5.30 am. Just looking out the jalousie window upon waking and looking afar. All peace and quiet. Nothing could be better—your soul still quiet and hopeful with the few gleeful bird chirps you hear around. Sometimes they peek at you. You peek back through the windows and see a small patch of the clear sky and know at once it’s a good day out there. You want to go out and run.


But some days you just want to stay in your room and watch everything from the window, alone—quietly staring at life and nature—birds perched on the telephone wire, early commuters and joggers, and the taho vendor breaking the silence with shouts of his trade. ¬†You just take all that in quietly.

You don’t have any plans, though you know things are going to be hectic as the day progresses. ¬†Things are bound to come and present themselves uninvited. But for the moment, you don’t bother with any of that. You just look out the window and enjoy the scenes, taking in all the fresh air available. And then you glance at your spouse now and then, a creature dearest to you, still hugging her pillow and intent on enjoying an extended bedtime. No need to hurry. It’s Saturday. And she needs the rest.

Oh yes, I’m happily “alone” like this with God and my wife.


Just like iced tea. I often picture in mind iced tea in a tall glass when I need to relax or when I’m in a relaxing moment. Actually, I’m quite choosy when it comes to my iced tea. I don’t drink powdered or artificial iced tea (I love tap or cool water better anytime), but I love the way it looks—natural or artificial—especially its light yellow-green color and the sweaty droplets on the pitcher or glass when the abundance of ice releases its full effect. Well, sometimes I take a sip or two—maybe 3 or 5—but never gulp down the whole thing. I don’t like the excess caffeine.

A crazy and tiresome week makes you look forward to Saturday mornings and iced teas. I and my wife do (minus the iced tea), and especially because we get more quiet moments with God on a Saturday morning. It should be a Saturday morning, not any other day or time of day. Friday afternoons are hopeless with traffic and exhaustion and Sunday mornings are often devoted only to religion that you lose time alone with God. So I often get things figured out on a Saturday morning. Next time you need to decide on an urgent matter, wait till it’s Saturday morning. Your decisions get better results.

Hence, I hate the idea of going out on a Saturday morning to do some other thing, like work or business or even pleasure. I hated it when I was required to be at the office on a Saturday. Thank God I’m not an employee anymore. Saturdays and Sundays should be kept free for God and family and that would prove to be even more productive for businesses in the end. It’s like iced tea—the more you offer bottomless iced tea almost for free, the more customers like it and order more food. It’s a catch.

Talking of iced tea, there are two kinds that give you different health effects. Natural iced tea, like the one made from real mangosteen, for instance (green tea is a good substitute). But artificial ones, like powdered instant iced tea, are bad for your health. Exactly like relaxation or times of refreshing. Refreshments can either be bad or good, and we’d be dealing with both here on the blog, Bottomless Tea. For instance, it’s a bad time to relax when it’s time to get stressed. You know what I mean? But you should be able to relax during stressful times, but not in a bad way.


And almost each Saturday—well, sometimes any day of the week as long as I’m online—I’ll try my best to mix you nice iced tea that fits your day, and serve it bottomless. Unlimited. Not even the sky is the limit. And you know what? Here’s a tip—bottomless tea is best sipped while staring out your jalousie windows, and there’s peace and quiet all around.

Your nerves are calm and you enjoy a clear mind to figure out things—sometimes, you also need a clear mind to allow your thoughts to wonder freely, like how the wind blows. And then you get to “go places” while in the comforts of your small bedroom. When you easily get into this experience, you are enjoying my bottomless tea.