“If you could be anything else but yourself, what would you be?”
That was your question while we were walking around Bonifacio Global City in Taguig one weekday after work.
“I would be one of those cranes,” I said while pointing to the construction in front of us.
“Why?” you retorted.
You stopped walking and faced me puzzled.
“Cranes aid you in building that dream skyscraper. It helps you work on the reinforcement better. It facilitates the otherwise complex task of completing that tower, ” I answered.
I paused for a while to take a deep sigh.
“But when the tower is already complete, when everything in the blueprint is realized, when each details of the structure is done, you are not needed anymore. That’s when you are dismantled and disassembled.”
There was silence as we continued walking. We already passed by the tower being constructed when I said:
“I am that crane. And I know one day, I will be dismantled and disassembled from you. But I will be happy knowing that when you were being built into what you will be in the future, I was a crane in your life.”
“No, you are not that crane. You are something else for me.” Your eyes met mine.
You smiled and we continued walking.