The curious case of the missing DVD

For the first time in my life, I allowed someone to verbally abuse me. And she wasn’t even my mom.

All for a missing DVD that was found in the room where we’ve been staying for the last 2 months at my in-laws' place in Tagaytay.

All those who knew me as Mr “ Will fight when I know Im right” will be very disappointed. At that instant, I was reduced to a main character in a soap opera who just takes it in, gets framed, accused of a wrongdoing without a slight nudge. I became Mara and let Clara assault me with hurtful words that even the devil himself might get offended.

Her mouth was home the most fetid of all words, it houses the biggest vocabulary of insults known to man.

The only words that I managed to say was “ Wala akong kasalanan sa’yo” (I did you no wrong).  All the while, I was careful of causing more raucous, out of respect to her parents and my wife’s youngest sister who has been nothing but an angel to me and my family. And I know I love my wife and disrespecting could mean (to them) disrespecting her entire family.

My wife’s big sister was relentless, she came home the night before and woke everyone up with her screaming, she cursed at me and let the whole neighborhood knew that I was a thief, how she hates my guts, that while we’re living with her parents, I had no respect for her and her family, She said that I don’t make the effort to get along with them and even stole a Beatles DVD.

I knew I was an easy target, being the obvious Beatles fan that I am but how it got to my son’s hands I don’t know. Maybe some Divine Intervention led his hand to play with that DVD, and the stupid me who thought that since I had asked for his brother’s permission to watch that DVD a few weeks back decided to keep it in our room and view it when I had the time. The night she started looking for it, I wanted to say, I last saw it in our room but I couldn’t look for it. I should’ve said a word, I guess, that’s my biggest fault.

The part that I hate most, was when she was cursing at me, while I was carrying my 2 year old son. I pleaded for her not to curse but she replied with “Wala akong pakialam, wala ka namang modo e, P*tang ina mo!” (I don’t care, You have no respect anyway, Son of a bitch!).

This isn’t the first time though, that she blamed me for something I didn’t do. Roughly a year ago, her niece was playing in our room when I accidentally hit her eyes while she was climbing the bed. She then went up to her Kuya (who was my bestfriend back in college) and magnified the situation by saying I intentionally hit the kid and blew it out of proportions.

Its textbook stuff, why would I hit my bestfriend's daughter shortly after mending a broken friendship?

As evil as she thinks I am, I will never intend for another person to hate someone just because he’s not my favorite person, I would never will to destroy an already shaky friendship and add more tension to it to finally push it to crumble down which is exactly what happened when she told her brother that I intentionally hit his daughter. Hit after hit, now her brother will have another reason to hate me.

She hated me from Day 1, from the day she first saw me I guess (back in college), up to the day she learned I was going to marry her sister. She hates me and I knew that, which is why I never crossed her path. I tried a few times to talk to her, but that didn’t last long.

Lessons learned from this experience:

1. You have to learn to use mental telepathy and communicate with people who aren’t talking to you.
2. People who are trying to start a life and live it peacefully, should be given a hard time. ( This is a test bound by fate. )
3. Silence is not the best way to deal with an angry person, you should answer back even if you know they will not bother understanding you anyway, so they can have the opportunity to curse at you.
4. People can read minds and they know exactly what you’re thinking of, this is supposed to be true all the time.

I wonder what drives another human being to hate another person in a very destructive way. I don’t recall ever offending her, nor do I recall any interaction with her.