The news came through the radio as I was driving back to the office yesterday, cursing the high temperature outside. It was after lunch and I was yet to take eat. The long drive, the hunger, the heat, everything resulted to a terrible headache. But somehow the pain seemed to disappear as the announcement sank in — Francis Magallona lost his fight with leukemia. (more…)
At some point in our lives, we may experience unbearable pain, so unbearable that we’d welcome death to end it all. Many had succumbed, and many more will give in, to this temptation. (more…)
Death comes like a thief in the night. Man’s (and, yes, woman’s) quest for power – absolute power – is tempered by the fact that death, the greatest equalizer, comes to us all. (more…)
I recall that when I watched the last episode of CSI Las Vegas Season 6, I was struck my the statement of Grissom to the effect that he prefers having a cancer because he could prepare for his death and he could say goodbye to his loved ones. In contrast, of course, is the view that death should be more like a thief who sneaks in the night, in which case, you do away with the agony of watching your days run out. (more…)
Motorcycles. I love, and drive, motorcycles. It’s fun to feel the gust of wind against your face (that’s before the helmet requirement was strictly implemented, and before my wife banned me from driving one). The temptation to speed up and zigzag through traffic is always there. With a vehicle that twists and turns fast, reacting quickly to the driver’s tug, even a heavy traffic is a breeze. (more…)
