Bus Stop

While at the bus stop, a homeless person, carrying his plastic bag full of stuff that he carries around with him. His clothes were slightly torn. It seemed that he had not taken a shower for few days or more. I can actually smell him. He approached me and asked, “do you mind if I smoke?” I said,”Yes.”  He smoked his cigarette away from the waiting shed. While observing him, he gave me a polite smile. I thought, “he is a respectable man.”

A man in a nice suite sat beside me. He looked educated. He was carrying a laptop. Nice shiny leather shoes. Well groomed. I can even smell the strong perfume that he was wearing. He looked respectable. He looked at me. I nodded to acknowledge his gaze. He turned his head away and started lighting his cigarette.  I noticed that he put it away when another person sat beside. So, I started moving away from him. Actually, he is not alone. I’ve encountered a lot of people like him. They thought people owed them respect.

Taos Pusong Pasasalamat Po!!!

To all the mothers who carried us in their tummies for about nine months; who love us no matter how we turned out to be; who are ready to sacrifice their lives for us, thanking you is not enough for the life that we have today.

For all the mothers who had gone by, I extend all the gratitudes and graces that you deserved by being good mothers when you were still with us.

To all the mothers in the world, Happy Mother’s Day!!! 

Skin Deep II

language is one of the most direct expressions of the brain. it is so powerful that if one would examine his/her inventory of vocabularies that he/she uses, it defines who they really are.