I know most of you like me have asked yourself that question at indefinite occasions. Every day, I wake up and go out to walk on life’s street asking myself: where’s the love? Where’s my love? Will I ever get it? Even tonight, after watching this Romantic Comedy, I came back to my room and ask the same questions… Where is the love??
Now, when I stop being selfish for a minute, and don’t think about myself, and this fairy tale love, and all the pink clouds, only when that happens, I open my eyes to see the world, and guess what? I keep asking myself the same question: where is the love?
I’ll allow myself to tell you the story of this family and very quickly of what’s going on in their lives and then I’ll let you be the one to judge. Seven people living in the same place, sharing the space, the food, the blood, they are all called Mom, Dad, Brother 1, Sister 1, Sister 2, Brother 2, and Sister 3.
Mom doesn’t work, with five kids she definitely needs to stay at home to take care of them and “teach” them good manners, you know the kind of stuff our moms teach us. Dad, yes he works, a lot some times, and is in charge of “supporting” the family. Brother 1, he’s old enough to have a degree and move away from home, but he’s still there. Sister 1, ohh she’s the pretty one of the family; close to her twenties, she enjoys her beauty at the MAXIMUM. Sister 2, hmmm… I don’t know how to call her, maybe the smarter; I’ll tell you later why. Brother 2, a little rascal with a good heart. Sister 3, she’s definitely the Angel of the house. And so far, so good! A dreamy family, with enough kids not too many, not few… just enough, all healthy at some point; however something really really important is missing to them, the love!
This night Dad came back home, drunk like every day, while mom is out doing some errands. 3 of the kids were at home, Brother 1, Sister 1 and the Angel. Sister 2 had move out long time ago with her teenage boyfriend, though she keeps going back home every time she needs new clothes and stuff, isn’t she smart? And Brother 2 is just visiting his good aunt that takes every little opportunity she has to keep the youngest kids as far as possible of “home sweet home” So, Sister 1 and Brother 1 don’t even know their own names of the highest they are with this latest breathe… yeah, that kind of breathe that burns your neurons one by one, until leaving you with that neuron that says you’re beauty and the other one that says you’re strong! And when Dad comes in, it starts 'la segunda del noveno'. Daddy doesn’t find anything to eat ‘cuz the kids were too busy finding the white powder, you know it goes more and more expensive every time you want to get some. Daddy gets mad and starts yelling at them, so they suddenly “wake up” and leave that trance to start yelling back at him. Mom comes in, while they’re in the middle of a fight, just in the right time to see how things start flying over each other, and by things I mean those that can easily hurt you. And then Strong man (Brother 1) and Beauty (Daughter 1) forgot what family means and starts hitting this alcoholic, drowsy, lousy man called Dad. But hitting with our hands sometimes is not enough, so bites are welcome too, and all heavy tools that can definitely make him shout up and leave us alone. At the end of the scene, mom is in the middle ‘cuz sometimes enough is enough and this time it was enough! Dad, he’s on the floor with a broken leg (Brother 1 made sure to leave the house just immediately after he broke it), an unrecognizable face after all the brushes and bites, and definitely a broken heart. And Miss Beauty, well she needs to introduce herself and talk with these handsome guys that came into the house after hearing mom’s screams with their suitable blue uniform… sorry Beauty but you need to come with us, one of them said! Alright, I hope you’re asking yourself the same two questions I did after listening to this thriller story: Where was Angel? And where was the Love??? Angel was too busy praying in the room for those screams to stop when the police came in to arrest her older Sister and take what is left of Daddy to the nearest ER. And Love?? Love has gone away years ago, when Daddy was too busy drinking and partying to check that Strong Guy wasn’t attending elementary school, when Beauty decided to leave the house for the first time with a man that doubled her age and that kicked her away few months after, when Mommy and Daddy didn’t attend her Angel prayers for better parents.
Like this story, we have thousands every day in my country, in our continent, in our world. Governments are too busy thinking about how to rise chicken in a flat, to check those small tiny details, mom’s are always busy wondering what new trick they’ll learn this week to give something to eat to her kids, while Daddy is of course too busy spending on alcohol the money he gained with so much effort, because yes it’s not easy to spend 10 hours working under a car as a mechanic, so it’s very appropriate he spends his money in what he wants, right? And kids, where are them? Who’s really taking care of them? If it is a lucky family, these kids will learn how to take care of themselves, how to face life and they’ll do whatever it takes to break that circle they’re living in for a better future; but if there is not such luck (and that’s a highest percentage of the cases) they will eventually become Mr. Strong, Miss Beauty, and little Angel.
I guess i had nothing to else say but quoting one of my favorite groups the Black Eyed Peas:
Father, father, father help us
Send some guidance from above
People got me got me questioning
Where is the love?
