A Kid’s Rainy Tropic Daydream

I was in a bedroom in another’s home when I heard the night news on the radio. A radio which withstood many flus, back pains, coffee breaths, and uncalled reactions. The room was cold and cozy, with happy people fondly bickering at each other. It was in between these few minutes when I vividly remembered how my Lola (grandmother in Tagalog) prepared my mid-morning snack every time classes are suspended due to a typhoon in our country. The salty scent of an instant Nissin ramen noodles mixed with egg and paired with a Pinoy favourite cracker, Skyflakes. To gulp down this high sodium duo my Lola also gave me a local loved and made orange juice, either Zesto or Sunny. These two high in sugar drinks completed my kiddie obsession for preserved goods. These pairings never fail to bring warmth inside me, even if I only take these now through my imaginative state. I also recalled the feeling I had when I

read more A Kid’s Rainy Tropic Daydream

Rainy Day Hues

Our world fell apart when we started to grow old; haven’t you noticed? As the years flew by our screen window we failed to see what was truly going on between our cold fingertips. Our untouched dinner on the table, our unkempt white bed sheets did try to give us a warning. All those seconds passed by were our tears kept and consoling words unsaid. There were numerous times when we were already on the verge of jumping into the unknown abyss, having no clue if we will survive the fall together or we will survive separately. As much as how many times there were uncertain periods in our relationship these were also the number of times that I was tempted to jump alone; to see if I can survive the fall only to be at fault or if I can walk out of the dark and cold abyss to find something new and promising. You were my lifesaver. You were

read more Rainy Day Hues