ni starst1949 Nuong mga taong 2008 to 2013, pa grabe ng pa grabe ang sitwasyon sa dakong yun ng Cubao, partikular sa kanto ng EDSA at Aurora Blvd…sa bangketa mula sa may Act Theater hanggang Puregold (dating puwesto ng nasunog na Uniwide). Duon matatagpuang ang mga sinasabing latak ng lipunan. Mga patay na buhay. Nagkalat …
by H.O. Santos BY the time I got to Bora Bora I wasn’t shy anymore about asking strangers for favors. I always offered something in return and almost everyone seemed to appreciate that although I knew they mostly didn’t need what I had to offer. Like yesterday. I spent a wonderful day on Motu Moute …
Lahat tayo may pangarap, pero hindi lahat ng pangarap natutupad. Lalo na kung mataas ang pangarap na gusto mong abutin. Tulad ko na matayog kung mangarap; Lahat tayo may pag-ibig, pero hindi lahat wagas kung magmahal. May panandalian, may pangmatagalan at meron din namang nananatili habang buhay. Yung tipong tunay at totoo. Paano kung maipit …
by ppinoy (A reader asked me to put her experience in story form, so after several interview sessions I finally got the gist of her story, and with a few embellishments here it is. Names have been modified as per her request. She hopes you enjoy reading it as much as she did. – author) …
PART I “Ayan na ako….Aaaaahhh…” pumulandit ang maalat-alat na katas ni Ruben sa loob ng aking bibig. “That was great honey. O sige ligo lang ako sandali.” Bumangon si Ruben sa kanyang kama at kinuha ang kanyang tuwalya, itinapis sa kanyang beywang at dumiretso sa banyo. Naiwan akong humihingal na nakatitig sa kisame. Inabot ko …
By Percival Campoamor Cruz 1. He came to interview the self-proclaimed restorer of lost libido, this bespectacled young man who just got a writing job for an Asian newspaper. Madam Yin had earlier talked to his publisher for an advertising deal. She was offered an editorial write-up, gratis. She was no doctor nor psychiatrist. She …
by Bienvenido N. Santos AS soon as Fil woke up, he noticed a whiteness outside, quite unusual for the November mornings they had been having. That fall, Chicago was sandman’s town, sleepy valley, drowsy gray, slumberous mistiness from sunup till noon when the clouds drifted away in cauliflower clusters and suddenly it was evening. The …