(From the article of Malu Fernandez for the Manila Standard Today and People Asia Magazine. Enjoy folks ( Read more... )

Daming bundok,daming mga bato; pero iisa pa ring akyat. Iisa ang dahilan, ang makarating sa tuktok at makita kung ano ang nanduon ( Read more... )

The warm glow of that summer afternoon greeted me in that small airport called Cointrin. It was that nippy and crisp air that first greeted me. Summer it was, but the air and the azure skies was surprisingly different ( Read more... )

"In a cistern under a bridge were some mothers. One mother held on her head a baby that was burned all over, and another mother wept bitterly as her child suckled her badly burned breast ( Read more... )

Everyone will tell you I am not a musician. That is correct ( Read more... )

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"The Hemulen's job was to punch holes in tickets, so that people wouldn't have fun more than once, and such a job is quite enough to make anyone sad if you have to do it all your life ( Read more... )

"It was hard to remember a time when his whole personality and character had been intact, a time before the cruelty and the destruction of war had warped his soul. A time when he had been deeply in love, passionate, aching with desire, hilariously frivolous and light-hearted, or quickly depressed by love and suffering. Or blushing in embarrassment ( Read more... )

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