Thursday, February 14, 2008

SNIFF

Over the shoulder of some other passenger in the shuttle, I caught a glimpse of a headline in the tabloid he was reading. It said something like:

METRO MANILA BAKA BUMAHO

For a quick, headline-ish translation:

FOUL-SMELLING FUTURE FEARED FOR METRO

or

EXPERTS THINK METRO WILL STINK

Anyway.

Seeing the headline made me wonder.

What is Metro Manila supposed to smell like now?

And, since the time people thought it was a good idea to build huts along the banks of the Pasig River, did it ever actually smell good?

02/14/08

It seems like I was just wondering where my holidays had gone when, all of a sudden, people were walking around with crosses of ash on their foreheads (some of them probably with no idea why they do). And I got to have a plate of tikoy for the Chinese new year -- even if my family isn't Chinese, or, for that matter, neither was the neighbor who gave the tikoy.

And now, delivery boys bearing...well...bears and flowers are back on the streets. While the red cartolina cut-outs of hearts, victorian lovers, and winged infants armed with projectile weapons are back up on store windows.

The days sure had flown for the first few months of 2008.

The paydays, however, did not.

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