The flaring torches lighting the stairs towards the poolside restaurant of the Cliffside Hotel and the strains of music coming from a guitar filled the night with a romantic ambiance, making…
Read MoreMonth: September 2007
Texting mishaps
I HAD always been piqued with people who keep on pressing or reading text messages in their cellphones while walking, crossing the street, riding in vehicles or even going up or…
Read MoreTale of the flying jeans
"NO one is allowed to go out in jeans because we will have sundown worship at the lawn after dinner," The booming voice of our octogenarian dean from the door of…
Read MoreNeedle-mania
DIGGING underneath a pile of unused clothing in my room one day last year, I came across a plastic bag containing an assortment of familiar-looking objects. I opened the bag and…
Read MoreMidnight encounter
NEXT to washing dishes, throwing the garbage out had always been a source of sibling conflict in our family.At the tender age of nine, I could no longer count the times…
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