Thursday, May 30, 2013
Monday, May 27, 2013
Amid a Confluence of Cultures in McLeod Ganj, Dharamsala
Monday, May 27, 2013

From where I was seated in that nondescript noodle house, I could see some women in woolen chuba or in Indian sari, Tibetan monks in maroon robes and travelers in head-to-foot Gore-Tex pass each other along the store-lined streets surrounding the square. Used to hearing the mantra om mani padme hum reverberating through the town, I felt delighted when, in the middle of tasting my first ever hot momo soup, the Black-Eyed Peas’ Bebot started playing. "Filipino, Filipino. Filipino, Filipino. Hoy pare, pakinggan n’yo. Heto na ang tunay na Pilipino." How surreal, I thought. In that place, at that moment, I never felt more alive.
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Left with the liberty of all those books
Saturday, May 25, 2013
I realize that lust stands
high in the list of deadly sins. And yet lust--the tightening throat, the
flushed cheeks, the raging appetite--is the only word accurate to describe the
sensation I felt that morning, as the painted door closed and I was left with
the liberty of all those books.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Lately
Thursday, May 23, 2013
I’ve been rather preoccupied with several things lately – my Nihongo classes, our trip to the island of Boracay, my changing jobs and the never-ending travel plans, that always acts as my pick-me-up.
I did not expect the amount of time that learning Japanese demands. I have to study incessantly for if I don’t I would fall back and it would be impossible to catch up and relearn everything. The amount of words to memorize is just staggering. I study almost every day, but I still cannot understand the dialogue in Japanese movies without English subtitles.
I am still trying to adapt to my new workplace. I’ve been here for a week now and the culture is way different from the old one. The funny thing is that was mistaken for a fresh graduate.
My siblings and I recently went to Boracay where we celebrated the 18th birthday of our youngest sister. Spending several days on the beach made me yearn for the mountains. Climbing a volcano in Indonesia is next on my list.
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