Today I attended a very interesting sharing session with a group of students, and a veteran healthcare management professional, Mr J. G. We were sitted in a circle, and he shared stories. This one, remained etched in my heart and it goes like this. The speaker’s elder son, asked him about his profession in the […]
Dead in a daze, alive reliving those days. Daphne Melodia
“How have you been?” Would only be possible with Jack’s magical bean.
Kindness comes in all forms, and today I’m grateful for these people who stood out from the norm. The Antagonist. I’m actually pretty annoyed with myself today. For out of nowhere, a sharp pain, of all tummies, chose mine to stay. Abrupt it came, I was caught unaware. I clutched my stomach, waiting for the train […]
I really salute accounting students. They have much to remember, all for the sake of being prudent. I’m at the verge of flipping my study desk to the other end of the earth. Balance sheets, income statements, trading and profit and loss, cash statement… Whoever gave rise to these accounts’ birth?! For one who studies […]
Life is all about choices, and priorities. What is more important to you?
There’s nothing much left to fuss for she’s resigning, from this Farce. via Daily Prompt: Farce
It’s difficult to comprehend, why others say the things they say. It’s difficult to understand, why they can only do things their way. It’s difficult to communicate, when they don’t hear your reason. And you try your best to self-motivate, the brain just won’t listen. And you wallow in depression. But my dear, don’t sink […]
A mistake I’ve made, a terrible one indeed. It left me in despair, inside me, it planted a seed. As the coat broke, the roots emerges quickly. It waste no time to feed. The roots of despair, they penetrate deeply. I worried endlessly on the repercussions, I chided myself every second. I worried about the […]
She, who nags – “Please stop!”, I’d beg. She, who rearranges my desk – “Where’s my pen?!” I’d scream in distress. She, who forces veggies down my throat – “It taste terrible..”, I’d croak. She, who uses a pillow to cover my face when I snore – “Leave me alone!“, I was feeling sore. She, […]