Before dash-cam became fad, there was reverse sensors. I
have both in my car. I came to the Heritage Park to pick up my wife who visited
her sister’s grave. It was past midnight. If the traffic is light, it is 10-15 minutes drive from Maharlika Village.
My reverse sensor went haywire as I
shifted the gear to reverse as in really “rapid warning” as if I am about to
hit someone. I didn’t see anyone on my side-mirrors and on my back dash-cam
view. After the third time, I stepped out of my car and walked around the back
expecting to find a cat, a dog, a rabbit or a hamster pet that someone may have
taken to the cemetery…a favorite pet of someone departed but there was nothing.
I returned to the driver’s seat then Nishreen who sat right
behind me in the back seat retorted; “mga spirit lang iyan dad” (they are just
spirits dad), she laughed, “…patay na sila.” (they are already dead meaning
they cannot die again even if I run them over).
The spirits of the dead didn’t cross mind. I laughed!
“Makikiraan lang po,” (just passing through) I said loudly
and ignored the sensor’s warning.
