Why I love OPM, part 1

(It may really only be part one, but who cares?)

Sixteen years (as in exactly!) after moving into the metro as a young provincial lass (not exactly, but kinda), I have never and will never (not that I really want to) metamorphose into the sophisticated worldly urbanite.

For one, I will always have a soft, often gleefully enthusiastic spot for OPM! And will always do “tangkilikin ang pelikulang Pilipino!”*

Because don't you just feel that it is in OPM that one can find the sweet Pinoy soul? Our gentle and loving essence? As in! You know.

It’s like this old Rey Valera song, that goes:

Tandaan mo na lang ang sasabihin ko sa 'yo
Ang pag-ibig kong ito’y di magbabago
Kahit malayo ka sa piling ko
Umula’t bumagyo ayos lang
Wag kang mangangamba ayos lang
Kumusta ka mahal ko ayos ba
Sana’y di pa rin nagbabago…

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*As of this moment, my goal though is "tangkilikin ang pelikulang French," even just one or two!

P.S. Kumusta ka mahal ko, ayos ba? ;-)