Turtles rescue drowning human beings and bring them back to the shore. Their shells were hard enough to protect humans from the razor-sharp shark teeth. I used to believe that story from my mother when I was a kid. And I found comfort at the thought that if I accidentally fall off a ship, a turtle will come to my rescue. I grew up near the mountains, far away from the sea so I believed in this all my life until I found my way to an island. Continue reading “Turtles Don’t Rescue Us”
She stared at her screen, lips pouted, and arms crossed over her chest with a feeling of defeat after reading the winning short story of the week. Frustrated, not because she didn’t win, but by a story so well-written it made her twinge, by an author probably ten or fifteen years younger than her. Continue reading “Daily Battles”
Sleep eluded me for two straight evenings. My body temperature rose as I tossed and turned and tossed and turned between my blanket and mattress, I thought I could already ignite a fire. Continue reading “Sleepless”
I was waiting for one particular announcement from the morning news – class suspension, that is. My eyes shifted between the TV to my plastic plate with faded pink flower prints that contained steamed rice and fried eggs which I could not call sunny side up as that would be ironic when even the faintest beam of light couldn’t get past the thick, dense, dark gray clouds. Light rain produced mellow sprinkling sound on the roof, remains of the relentless downpour the previous night. I was done with my breakfast when the news presenter declared class suspension for primary and secondary levels only so, I quickly made my move before all college students like me who waited for the same announcement could flock to the streets. Not getting a space in jeepneys or FX and getting stuck into heavy traffic was the last thing I wanted on such a day.
It is not only the mandatory use of mask when going out to guest areas that makes me feel strange but everything about the new normal. Adapting to change takes time. Just the same, the world will take its time. Continue reading “Love, Hope and The Color-Changing Fish”
We are in the most interesting of times. Not that it’s good but we are in a time of uncertainty. Nobody knows what’s gonna happen next.
At times, I feel like I’m in a movie. Or in a Déjà vu, except that I have seen the real life scenarios in movies I’ve watched before instead of dreams. Continue reading “Life in the Time of Corona Virus”
This was my first New Year in the island.
Since I worked in the Maldives, I always got the chance to go home for the New Year except this time because of the changes on our leave plans.
Our team had a dinner around 8:30pm. A lot left the table about 9:30pm and four of us stayed until midnight, discussing about the the wrongs and rights of our festive season and where and how else can we improve. Continue reading “My First New Year in the Island + Rico Blanco’s Nostalgic Video”
I’ve already posted a 2019 Recap as I thought, the year was over or almost and we’ve got like two weeks to the new year and then something happened.
One of our stalls burned down. Continue reading “Just When I Thought The Year Was Over”
2019 has been good to me. Not perfect but I guess it was better than 2018. I had less drama but I still had a lot of fights. I met a lot of people. I learned a lot. Continue reading “2019 Recap”
After a year of being a Sales Coordinator, I was asked by the previous Corporate Head of the Sales Team if I would like to be promoted as a Sales Executive. I politely declined telling him that I am more interested in a position related to PR, Marketing and E Commerce and he frankly replied to me saying that these positions will only be Head Office based so I won’t get this chance and I could just stay where I am, in the island, since I don’t want to get the promotion that he offered. Continue reading “It’s Time for the Year End Appraisal”