At five feet, two and a half inches, I do not consider myself tall. Nor do I think that I am short. I tell myself that I am of a reasonable height. However, I have not stopped buying those high heels whenever they are on sale. I am yet to figure out whether I wear heels to look tall or to stay in tune with … Continue reading Sayonara Kutsū
Traversing the miles, uprooting from that distant village, he barely thinks about them all till a pungent smell brings back those years, all the same, once again. Playing one after another, the scenes zoom in his mind’s eye, never seeming to stop. A paradox towers; albeit sweet musings, they only make him see his wretched self. Moments dipped in dewey-fresh innocence carried fragrant hopes when … Continue reading The Pungent Smell
Intelligence, commitment, passion, versatility, good looks: he has them all. What tightly cements these qualities to build his tall tower of accomplishments is modesty, that admirable virtue that sometimes ceases to exist in an individual reaching his level of success. But he is different from the rest, for this powerhouse of talent is humility personified. I am talking about none other than the immensely gifted … Continue reading An Evening With the Star
In just five days, the glitz, the grandeur, the celebration will grace Mother’s Day. I believe we do not have to wait till then to honor our mothers. For all what they do for us, the invaluable role that they play in the family, and the sacrifices they make to keep the merry notes playing in our lives, EVERY DAY is actually a Mother’s Day! … Continue reading Thoughts of Love
The azure sky changed into a garment of orangish-red as the sun setting in the horizon mutely signaled the end of the day. The dogwood blossoms fell to the ground, spreading a white carpet around the trunk. They planned to exit in silence, to come back again the next year. To adorn the garden, the rose buds bloomed overnight, not declaring their transition to the … Continue reading When Silence Tells
Exaggeration at times does add that special comic flavor and spice to a conversation. However, I am not guilty as charged. In no way have I inflated any of the incidents in these anecdotes. A mom once shared how she served canned peaches and oranges to her three-year-old twin boys because she felt lazy to cut fresh fruits. To ease the burden of mopping and … Continue reading Taking Liberty to be Lazy
Groggy and jet-lagged, I tip-toed downstairs to the kitchen. Grabbing a cup of coffee to beat the tiredness, I looked out through the window. The backyard donned a new look. The camellia bush and cherry blossoms were in full bloom, signaling that spring is on its way. It was a bare landscape just a few days ago when I left home. My 22-year-old son, getting … Continue reading Silent Musings Down Memory Lane
