Contentment

Heading to the polling precinct, I was trying to recall the candidates whose names I'll be shading in the ballot. I made up my mind and only four names made it to my list of senators and the rest of the local positions I'm sure I will be filling up completely.

 I was on my clandestine purple shirt paired with washed-out jeans and my comfortable slippers. I was looking ahead of the place and I really feel the excitement that has been sending me shivers through my spine. I know, even the modest vote of mine will surely be a part of the change we have been trying to call for. 

I hurdled the long lines under the beating heat of the sun. At around 11:30 in the morning I was holding the ballot and I was so eager to fill it up with the name I have in mind. I started to shade the small circles across the candidates name. The feeling was surreal, I checked my ballot several times before heading to the PCOS machine. It was even more liberating seeing the screen flash a congratulatory message after successfully reading my vote. It was the beginning of my success. I candidly head out of the voting place with so much delight seeing my right index finger with the purple ink.

Seven in the evening when the voting precincts had called it a day! Now the counting begins and my faith relies on the right decisions made by the people and the system. Now I am hoping that at the end, the battle shall be won not by the politicians but by the people who rallies for genuine reform and  favors the best and suited individuals for the position. We owe it to our vigilance, we owe it to our determination and our  conscience to deliver the righteous decision. I faithfully believing and praying for the best results. This time I'll find the best contentment!