Our company Football League started a week ago and today is the last day of screening. Whoever wins today will go through the semis. I apologize in advance if I won’t be able to write the way sports writer do, but anyway, the whole point here is not about the sport itself. Continue reading “Winning, Losing & Trying”
Category: Personal
Mga Kaganapan at Mala Exorcism na Hilot
Andaming ganap sa buhay ko. Kape sa umaga, kape bago magtanghali, kape matapos mananghalian, kape bago magmeryenda, kape ulit ang meryenda. Sa sobrang dami ng kaganapan sa buhay ko, kape na lang ang nasa utak ko. Nasaan na ang paghihirap ko nung Oktubre na halos maipasok ako sa Coffee-holics Anonymous para lang maiwasan ang pagkakape? Pero heto na naman ako.
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Island Guys – Doctor Quail
It was a slow and easy Sunday and my mind was wandering while I was in the morning briefing.
It was the ‘around the table’ time and it was our time to bring our news or any info to the table. My turn came and I didn’t have anything important to say. I then listened to what my other colleagues had to say. Continue reading “Island Guys – Doctor Quail”
The Privileged Ozzy
Nasa airport ako no’n at nakapila na para magcheck-in sa counter ng Singapore Air (inemphasize ang airline dahil gusto ko magmukhang sosyal) ng marinig ko ang usapan ng mag-asawang Puti at Pinay. Naisip kong taga Australia ang lalakeng iyon dahil sa accent niya at isa pa, halos lahat ng nasa flight na iyon ay mukhang sa Australia talaga pupunta kasi madaming taga-Australia sa flight na iyon at maraming Pinoy na may Australian Passport. Hindi naman ako niyan masyadong usyosera. Continue reading “The Privileged Ozzy”
Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Ifemelu and Obinze are young and in love when they depart military-ruled Nigeria for the West. Beautiful, self-assured Ifemelu heads for America, where despite her academic success, she is forced to grapple with what it means to be black for the first time. Quiet, thoughtful Obinze had hoped to join her, but with post-9/11 America closed to him, he instead plunges into a dangerous, undocumented life in London. Fifteen years later, they reunite in a newly democratic Nigeria, and reignite their passion—for each other and for their homeland.
source – chimamanda.com
Magpapahiram na nga lang, Pipila Pa
Nagpunta ako sa bangko para panandaliang ipahiram ang aking perang pinaghirapan sa napakayaman nitong may-ari nang sa ganoon ay patuloy pa itong makapamili ng madaming lupa at makapagpatayo ng madaming mall.
Pagdating ko sa bangko ay ga-sawa ang pila. Bilang nagtapos naman ako sa unibersidad na tinawag na Pila Uli Pila ay mani na lang ang pilang ito. Continue reading “Magpapahiram na nga lang, Pipila Pa”
Mga Patay Gutom sa MOA
Bagong taon kaya’t nagdesisyyon ang mga patay gutom na mag Enchanted Kingdom. Kaso matapos magsigising ng pasado alas otso, nag-almusal lang at nagsitulog ulit hanggang alas dose media.
Magaling! Magaling! Continue reading “Mga Patay Gutom sa MOA”
A Strange Filipino in a Filipino Gathering
I saw an invitation card on our dining table. It says, Ninong (followed by my husband’s full name) on the envelope, and inside is a card with the baby’s photo, name, the date and time and venue of the event. I looked at my husband and said, another inaanak.
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Hello There!
It is 23:54 already and my husband is now fast asleep.
I sit here beside him, wide awake, reading Modern Love and catching up on some of your posts, my only literary activity since… I don’t know when. Continue reading “Hello There!”
Sixty in the City
“Habang maliliit pa ang mga anak mo, parang gusto mo, lumaki na sila agad. Kasi, ang harap mag-alaga ng bata. Pero pag nagsilaki naman, halos gusto mong ibalik ang panahon, ibalik sila sa ‘yo. Kasi, pakiramdam mo, ang layo na nila. Hindi mo na sila maabot.
Pero wala kang magagawa. Sinasabi lang natin na ang anak ay karugtong ng buhay ng ina pero ang totoo, oras na pinutol na ang pusod ng sanggol, nagiging hiwalay na tao na sila. hindi na sila karugtong ng isa.”
