Tara na, samahan mo akong tumaliwas sa agos, dahil
ako’y tulad ng usok na mula sa sasakya’y bumubulusok ; tulad ng ulan na
walang pakundangan ; tulad ng sigarilyong unti-unting nauubos, o ng
liwanag na lumalaban sa dilim, o tutubing walang direksyon. Tara na,
samahan mo ako. Padayon!”
I stepped on the escalator, took my
jacket off, and walked few steps as I made my way out of the door. It
was for me just another afternoon, or so I first thought. I thought it
was just another end of my shift where the moment I stepped out of the
building where I worked, is a taste of freedom, a refreshment of a tired
body. I thought I would just cross the street with equally bored and
tired climbers of the corporate ladder to hail a bus that would bring me home where I would then force myself to sleep. I was wrong.
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