Japanese Lost Such Feelings

Gerardo’s family has their own way to enjoy Christmas. Each member of the family is obliged to buy a present for only one of family members. At this time, I was included as one of them. Three weeks ago, we decided who would buy a present for whom by picking up a paper on which was written a name from the box. I picked up the paper on which was written Javier’s name. Javier is Gerard’s oldest brother. My name was picked up by Jorgito. As a matter of fact, Gerardo and I went to Santa Fe to buy Christmas presents five days ago, and it took us over three hours to choose presents!

Yesterday at 8:00 p.m., Gerardo’s family and I gathered around the small Christmas tree that was surrounded with presents at his parents’ house. I gave Javier elegantly designed shirts and a perfume set. He was happy as a child when I gave him his presents and gave me amiable hugs three times in a row, since he could not repress his surprise and delightedness.

Jorgito gave me a mobile phone and two shirts with an expectant smile on his face. While I was opening the presents, his enthusiasm overwhelmed him, and he bellowed, “Shogo, tear them up! I told you, it’s very useful. Now you have a mobile phone. Let me call you. Oh my God, it’s very nice, man. You have fifty minutes free credit. Gerardo, here is Shogo’s mobile phone number – save it, save it! Shogo, do you like these shirts? Try them on right now because I want to see if they fit on you. Oh my God, they fit you perfectly!”

In point of fact, it was a superb feeling to exchange presents sometimes. In Japan families are not as close as Mexicans. Japanese lost such feelings long time ago because of their hectic daily activities. I think that Japanese had better learn from Mexicans how to show their emotions unrestrictedly and how to enjoy such family bonds sometimes if they want to remain as human beings.

My Alarm Clock Is Always Exact

The following morning after the Christmas party at Leticia’s sister’s house, I am woken up at noon by Gerardo’s unimaginable loud fart, louder than human beings have ever produced yet in the history. It is literally so loud, I am almost jumping out off my skin, it is a sheer explosion. I am exasperated with his rude way of waking me up and shout, “Son of bitch! I thought someone threw dynamite at me. What time is it? I don’t need your fucking alarm clock in this morning!”

“Ha-ha-ha, sorry, man. I couldn’t control it. I must’ve forgotten to turn my alarm off yesterday. It’s noon sharp. My alarm clock is always exact, you know. You can sleep more if you want. Don’t worry; it’ll never explode again, I promise. Really sorry man, ha-ha-ha.”

The party had ended past 5:00 a.m. last night, so naturally I am still a wee bit sleepy and in a dreamy mood. I am lying down on the bed, and a single sunray is beaming in from the chink of curtain. The greeting of sunray makes me cheer up and makes me feel that today should be a glorious day. I am falling into reverie….

One More Drink, Man!

He uttered sarcastically, “Shogo, I have to teach you everything, ha-ha-ha. Anyway, you’re interrupting my story. I just wanted to tell you that fucking Luis didn’t fuck any girls in Cuba, too.”

I was resentful because of Luis’s stupidity and exclaimed, “What? Sissy didn’t want to get laid in Cuba as well! How come? I’ve started considering that he might be gay, you know.”

He was laughing at my remark.

“You’re on the right track, man,” he said affirmatively, “I’ve suspected it for a long time. I believe he is gay. Anyway, I told you that he is inclined to do opposite things from other people; these nights in Cuba, everyone wanted to get laid, so naturally Luis wanted to show us that he, Luis Lopez, is different from mediocrities and doesn’t need such an empty pleasure because he is occupied with more important things, ha-ha-ha. I don’t care about that gay anymore. Let him do whatever his fancy dictates. I wish to Christ that he can leave this earth as a virgin, ha-ha-ha. That is his lot!”

I was getting tired and said, “Let’s go home, my friend. I am a little sleepy. But don’t forget he is your friend, so you should give him another chance, okay? Even if he is gay, he is your best friend, you know.”

His anger was alleviated somewhat, and he was getting drunk. And he started jabbering, “What? You want leave your friend alone here, who still wants to talk with you more, you, selfish son of bitch, ha-ha-ha. But, Shogo, we must go to Cuba, okay? Even if nobody wants to go there, we must go. Who cares if there will be only two of us? The essential thing is that we have to enjoy, you know. In April, perhaps? Wait, man! Fucking Luis wants to be an eternal virgin, pufi! It makes the invoice maker filled with loathing. One more drink, man! Shogo, you can fuck many girls in Cuba, you’ll see. I am really sure that fucking Luis is gay, you know.”

 

 

Ignorant of The Politics

Here I couldn’t refrain because my curiosity overwhelmed me. I asked excitedly with a cigarette in my left hand, “But how, man? It’s difficult for me to believe what you’ve just said. Why women are willingly to open their legs? Why is it so easy for us to get laid in Cuba? Give me some explanations to make me understand, Gerardo!”

He gave me an indulgent smile and explained to me joyfully, “Because they are so poor, so naturally they are willingly to offer their vaginas for money. As I told you, you just go to any night club, and as soon as you sit on a sofa, over twenty women will surround you. You can see any kind of women such as blonde, brunette, blue eye, green eyes, tall, short, huge ass, magnificent teats, and so on and so forth. Believe me, Shogo, and they are so beautiful. You have to choose who you want and simply tell her that you want to fuck her tonight – that’s all, man. Of course, you have to pay, but it’s so cheap like twenty or thirty American bucks – that’s nothing, my friend. And they can stay with you all night if you want.”

I had still not been persuaded yet. I was shaking my head, “No, no, I still can’t believe you. Really, my friend? If it’s true, we must go!”

“Of course, my friend, you’ll see, you’ll see. If you go to Cuba, you’ll see every policeman will protect you and support you. They are over generous to foreigners, since this is the Cuban law. Women can’t go to a hotel with foreigners due to the law as well; therefore, we rented a house that time and brought vaginas there. But I’m not sure if they still have the same laws like three years ago. Furthermore, it doesn’t matter what sorts of professions they have, they get paid the almost same salary, you know, it doesn’t matter if he is a policeman, a lawyer, a baker, a banker, a businessman, and so on… because their way of thinking is that everyone should be equal. Cuba is the communist country, you know, the politics. I think as long as Fidel Castro dictates the country, it will remain the same. As a result, we must go to Cuba before the Cuban mustache dies, ha-ha-ha.”

“I didn’t know such things still happen in the world. Maybe, I am a little ignorant of the politics, ha-ha-ha.”