Alaya ing kamumulan… Alang anggang penibatan… Alang anggang kapupusan…Alaya ing kauakasan
The
alaya is the beginning, the end and everything. Everything is Alaya even our
own existence, identity… everything.
Kapampangans
or the true Kapampangans know the alaya. But in the sands of time we,
Kapampangans, are being drifted away from the core of alaya. We are losing our
identity, our language, our culture, our heritage. We are losing everything. And
when we lose everything we lose the alaya.
Mababating
ne ing panga-ala!
Kapampangans
pride themselves as the best cook in the Philippine archipelago. Kapampangans
are one of the biggest ‘ethnic’ groups in the Philippine nation. Kapampangans
are one of the biggest chunks whose existence is at the brink of death. Death
caused by modernization, commercialization, veneration without understanding
for others, etc. But the very root cause of the death of the Kapampangans is the
Kapampangans themselves. We are embracing others which is an act of a self-flaggelation.
Language
defines one very own culture and identity. From the time when we were incepted
in the womb of our mothers we have language in our core. Even in the last
second of our life we have language in our core. However, this language may
progress and it can regress depending on how we act. Kapampangans boast to the
world that they have the ‘amanung sisuan’.
This act of self-fulfillment is nothing but an empty act of the people who have
a rotting core. How can we pride the amanung sisuan if we ourselves are
killing and shaving it off from the very core of our identity? Kapampangans do
not use Kapampangan; rather, they use the Filipino/Tagalog which is not the
language they sucked! They are on the perception that this language will unite
them but this is not the reality. The language which they perceived to be the
language of unity is the language of slavery and the language of death.
Atiu ku Sampernandu
bat king kakung kaluguran malapit St. Jude
Aku: Bayad pu pakiabut nap u.
Drayber: Saan to?
Aku: *Mepali balugbug* Keng duloris.
Sakayan SM. Balu ie pu?
Drayber: Oo.
*Naydanang draiber nini nanung pamaniabian na?!*
Kabang magbiai sinake
la reng mi-inda.
Inda: Anak, eme pupulutan ian. Dirty
ia an. Eia good.
Anak: Opu mommy.
Inda: Seat ka keni. Behave ka mu ne.
Anak: Opu mommy.
Those
who know their own history are on their way to progress. Chinese did it.
Japanese are living it. Japanese in every aspect of their life they have
integrated their rich history. For example their anime, tv shows, novels etc. How
about the Kapampangans? Do they know their own history? Do they know the Tarik
Suliman? Do they know Francisco Maniago? Do they know that Pampanga was once an
independent nation in this archipelago? They study other culture’s history.
They venerate other nations’ stories. But have they read and enrich their mind
with their own history, arts and culture? Honestly no. Kapampangans are lost.
They are losing. They will lose. And they will die.
Ing sukal ning lub ku susukdul king
banua!
Mangurus kung gamat babo ning la
mesa.
Ninu mang menakit king singsing kung
mana.
Kalulung pusu ku manginu ia keka!
Kapampangans
are on their way to the path of extinction. They can blame but they don’t have
anyone to blame except themselves. The alaya is dying and not all Kapampangans
are trying to revive it. Pampanga is no longer the Pampanga the way it was before.
Pampanga and the Kapampangans have long lost their identity. They have lost the
alaya. They have lost everything. Mate la
at mete la!
Dapot
pete de ing Siuala
Ing Siuala eia dapat mauala
Ing siuala ing mamie sala
Uling ing siuala menibat ia king
Ala!
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