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junbrioso
Riyadh
Still trying very hard
Interests: reading and writing, writing and reading
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CHANCE MEETING
Posted Mar 17, 2012 at junbrioso's blog
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CHRISTMAS EVE
Posted Sep 21, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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MANILA CITY HALL
Posted Sep 11, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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PACQUIAO
Posted Apr 23, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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ELECTRONIC DREAM
Posted Apr 13, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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CLASS REUNION
Posted Apr 11, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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LUNETA [Part III]
Posted Apr 1, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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LUNETA [Part II]
Posted Mar 9, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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LUNETA
Posted Mar 5, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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THE DECISION
Posted Feb 28, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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ISLA PUTING BATO [White Rock Island]
Posted Feb 16, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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THE GIFT
Posted Feb 5, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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TREE
A LONG TIME ago in a far away land there once lived a tree. It was not just an ordinary tree; it was “a tree of wonder.” It was, in fact, considered as “the tree of life” for it yielded produce that proved beneficial to almost all creatures in the forest. Bountiful sweet-tasting, delicious-smelling fruits that grew from it provided nutrients to whoever ate them. Its roots were medicinal; once they grew and protruded to the ground, they could be used to cure all kinds of ailments. Not only that; it likewise bore plentiful fragrant flowers that shone with strikingly... Continue reading
Posted Jan 18, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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FLESH AND BLOOD
AT A CORNER Starbucks. Somewhere along Makati Avenue. They arrived there an hour earlier after they had left a posh Greenbelt restaurant where a mutual friend had treated them to a sumptuous dinner meal. It was there, their favorite hang-out, where they decided to spend the rest of the evening facebooking their friends. After a while, feeling somewhat tired and sleepy, he told her it was time for them to leave. It was half past eleven in the evening, already quite late. She said he could go ahead as she was waiting for someone. He looked at her, telling her... Continue reading
Posted Jan 12, 2011 at junbrioso's blog
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THE BOSS
“HERE HE COMES,” she says as she immediately stands up. “The Boss!” She leaves her son who remains sprawled in the corner. The Boss has just come in. He shuts the steel gate behind him and walks across on his way toward the house. He notices her; she was approaching, her feet making delicate, graceful steps. “Boss? Boss? You have some food to give to us?” she says, her voice mellow and sweet. “We’re hungry! Boss, oh please, can you spare us some food? Please?” she looks up at the Boss with pleading eyes. There is a grumbling voice that... Continue reading
Posted Dec 4, 2010 at junbrioso's blog
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LOVE AND DESTINY
A portion of the narrow street, from one corner block to another, runs a distance of almost one-third of a kilometer. It is actually a two-way street; vehicles can travel in both directions. What, however, happens is that the residents in the area occupy the space along the edge of the street; they park their cars there as if they own the area: this makes this part of the narrow street even narrower. It thus becomes a one-direction-way street---allowing only one vehicle going in one direction. When cars from opposite directions happen to meet in the street, the yielding driver... Continue reading
Posted Nov 12, 2010 at junbrioso's blog
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MERRY CHRISTMAS
HE LAY STILL. He just lay down on his bed the whole afternoon. He rose only when nature called. He barely touched his meals. He felt he was sick. He turned to his side, his hand reaching for the blanket to cover himself. He felt it was unusually cold. From somewhere, he heard some noise, some music, a festive song. A Christmas carol. He hummed. He loved that song. Ang Pasko ay sumapit Tayo nang mangagsi-awit Ng Magagandang Himig Dahil sa Diyos ay pag-ibig [Christmas has come Let us all sing Festive songs For God is love] It brought back... Continue reading
Posted Sep 25, 2010 at junbrioso's blog
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HE
SHE COULDN’T TAKE it. Just couldn’t. It was as if her life itself had already ended. Her world blew up, disintegrated into pieces. She cried her heart out when the realization hit her. A savage realization. Her husband, her true love. He’s now gone. Suddenly, a black hole of the past swallowed her up. The first time she saw him. She fell in love right away. Madly in love. No, not only her; rather, almost all the girls in school did, too. They wanted to get a piece of him. Well, just who wouldn’t be? Tall, dark, handsome. Dashing, debonair.... Continue reading
Posted Mar 17, 2010 at junbrioso's blog
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SHE
THERE SHE WAS. He saw her, there, she was standing at the corner stop light, waiting to cross the street. That’s her, he could not be mistaken. He pulled up at the edge of the road, leapt out of the car and dashed to where she was. It took him only five or so minutes. When he got there, she was gone. He got back to the car and sped away. He couldn’t believe it. Just how fast she disappeared. He decided to grab a snack at a nearest 7-11 convenience store. As he was about to go inside, he... Continue reading
Posted Mar 2, 2010 at junbrioso's blog
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FACEBOOK: HAZARDOUS TO ONE’S WELL-BEING
Facebook. She met him there. Or rather, she stumbled upon him, there, that social networking site ranked nowadays as the most used worldwide. It was more like serendipity, she liked to think it that way. It happened around the time when she was exchanging some posts on Facebook with a friend, about a guy her friend had met days before. “OMG, diz iz it!” her friend had posted on her wall. “Gud 4 u, sis,” she had replied, adding, “Gud luck, Gurl!” It was already midnight, another late night sleep for her. She was about to shut down her laptop... Continue reading
Posted Feb 28, 2010 at junbrioso's blog
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LOVE LETTERS: SOME COLLEGE STUFF
Posted Feb 22, 2010 at junbrioso's blog
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"CHARGE IT TO EXPERIENCE"
The area was somewhere within the least trodden part of the city. Except for the residents there, no one would dare venture going to the area. Some said the area’s residents were “squatters”; the residents, however, claimed that they had been given permission by the local authorities to live there. The area’s first generation dwellers, back in the ‘70s, had now improved their abodes: sturdy-looking concrete structures that boasted of terraces on their second floors. Late comers’ houses consisted of crudely built wooden structures that would leak and sway and dance during strong typhoons. Several dirt roads connected the blocks... Continue reading
Posted Feb 14, 2010 at junbrioso's blog
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THANKS TO JOJO
Jojo. A great guy. Really tough. He had this knack of doing difficult things too easy. Facing tough problems? Ah, Jojo was the guy to run to. Some time ago, I almost figured in a vehicular collision in one of the traffic-clogged streets of Manila. The driver in the other car just wouldn’t budge. As I had the right of way, I refused to yield and held on to my place. The other driver went out of his battered Toyota Pick Up truck and stood just beside the driver’s door of my car. He was bawling at me, with the... Continue reading
Posted Feb 8, 2010 at junbrioso's blog
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A MONDAY NIGHT SCENE AT FRIDAY'S
Martin was trading some MP3 tunes with another crew member at the entrance when a couple got in. “Good evening, Sir, Ma’am. Table for two?” he asked. “Yes, ah,” the man replied, adding, “you have a table near a corner?” “Sir,” Martin was pointing to a table at the far end near the corner wall, “this way, Sir.” Friday’s bar and restaurant at the Glorietta Mall in Makati on Monday evenings usually attracted only a trickle of customers. Were it not for the couple, Martin and the rest of the crew would have spent the whole evening “bluetoothing” MP3 tunes... Continue reading
Posted Feb 6, 2010 at junbrioso's blog
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