Rogue Lips

Ah, my lips. My everlasting luscious lips. For a long time, I have longed to have my lips to be as red as the purest drop of blood. Something that even the Kardashians would envy of having.

It was Friday night. I was busy applying my make-up on my pretty face. Carefully, I put some lip-gloss on my lips, wanting them to be as shiny as polished ruby.
“Hey, gorgeous!” I said to myself as I puckered my freshly-glossed lips.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was one of my girls calling.
“Hey, girl!” she said. “Where are you? We’re already in the club. Hurry up!”
“Yas, yas,” I said while wiping the excess lip-gloss from my lips. “The princess is almost done. Just applying some lipstick on my lips.”
“You always take a long time putting on some lipstick,” my friend complained. “Would ya hurry your ass up?”
“Fine, fine.”
Just as I was about to end the call, I noticed something sticking out of my lips. It was a bit of dry skin. Well, I don’t want anything sticking out of my lower lip, so I pulled it out. I know it’s just small, but damn, it hurts. It left a tiny wound on my lip, which also bled for a tiny amount. I don’t mind wiping it away if it makes my lips appear more reddish.

I hurried up and went to the club as soon as I finished putting on the last layer of my bloody red lipstick. I arrive at the nightclub after a 30-minute ride and joined up with my friends.
“Hey, gals!” I greeted with my hands raised to give them a hug. “The princess is here!”
We hugged and kissed each other’s cheeks as welcome. Each of us grabbed a drink and enjoyed the wild night beneath the darkness and the laser lights.
“What are we waiting for?” one of the girls said. “Let’s go get some boys!”
And in a moment, the night just went wilder than it already was.

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Bayang Magiliw

Isang misteryosong lalaking nakasuot ng jacket ang pumasok sa mall kanina at biglang ikinanta nang malakas ang pambansang awit ng Pilipinas. Nagtinginan ang mga tao sa kanya at ang iba ay inirecord nila ang pangyayari sa kanilang phone cameras. Nang siya’y nalalapit na sa huling bahagi ng awitin, “Ang mamatay nang dahil sa’yooo!!!”, isang malakas na pagsabog ang narinig sa isang bahagi ng mall. Continue reading

Patikim Ako, Kuya

Palagi kong naaalala ang sinasabi sa akin ng kapatid ko sa tuwing binibilhan kami ng pagkain ng aming nanay.
“Patikim ako, kuya.”
Oo, palagi kong naririnig iyan. Kahit na pareho kaming binilhan ng pagkain ng nanay namin, lalapit pa rin siya at hihingi sa kinakain ko.
“Binilhan ka na nga ni nanay, oh!” reklamo ko minsan. “Bakit mo pa kailangan humingi?”
“Eh kasi, hindi ko pa ‘yan natitikman,” katwiran niya palagi.
Hindi naman ko naman siya kayang tanggihan dahil baka magtampo siya at isumbong pa ako kay nanay. Kaya wala tuloy akong magagawa kundi ang ipatikim sa aking kapatid ang kinakain ko

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Ang Paru-Paro sa Mukha ni Mama

Linggo ng umaga. Isang ama ang gumising at nagluto ng almusal. Nagprito siya ng hotdog at itlog na paborito ng kanyang anak na babae. Kinuha niya ang bahaw na kanin sa pridyidir at isinangag ito sa kawali. Nang matapos siya ay pumunta siya sa kwarto ng anak upang ito’y gisingin.
“Gising na, anak,” sabi ng ama sa kanyang anak.
“Good morning, papa,” naaalimpungatan pa ang bata.
“Good morning din, anak. Oh, bumangon ka na; nagluto ako ng paborito mo. Bilisan mong bumangon dahil pupuntahan natin si mama ngayon”
“Talaga po ba?” ngumiti ang bata. “Yehey!”
Dali-daling bumangon ang batang babae at pumunta sa hapagkainan upang kumain na ng almusal. Masaya siya dahil makikita na niya ulit ang kanyang ina. Matagal na kasi niya itong hindi nakikita.

Matapos nilang kumain ay pinaliguan na ng ama ang kanyang anak. Binihisan niya ito ng magandang damit at tinirintasan ang buhok. Siya rin ay nagbihis ng disenteng polo at pinabanguhan ang sarili. Nang sila’y matapos sa pag-aayos sa sarili ay sumakay na sila sa kanilang kotse at nagtungo sa kanilang pupuntahan.

Tumigil muna sila para mamili sa isang tindahan ng bulaklak. Pinagmasdan ng bata ang magagandang mga bulaklak na naka-display sa harap ng tindahan. Mayroong mga rosas, daisy, at marami pang iba, Pero ang namukod tangi sa kanyang mga mata ay ang paborito niyang daffodil na kakasibol pa lamang.
“Papa, gusto ko ‘yun oh!” itinuro niya ang daffodil.
Hawak ng kanyang ama ang isang palumpon ng carnation na napili niyang bilhin.
“Ale, isa na rin pong maliit na buoquet doon sa bulaklak na tinuturo ng anak ko,” ang sabi niya sa tindera.
Kinuha ng tindera ang isang namumukadkad na palumpon ng daffodil at ibinigay ito sa bata. Tuwang tuwa ang batang babae nang matanggap niya ang palumpon ng daffodils. Inamoy niya ito at nagpasalamat sa kanyang ama na nagbabayad sa tindera.
“Thank you po, papa! Matutuwa rin si mama sa ibibigay niyo sa kanya,” ang sabi niya.
“Para kanino ba ‘yang mga bulaklak na ‘yan?” tanong ng kanyang ama.
“Para po kay mama,” sagot ng bata. “Sasabihin ko sa kanya na paborito ko ‘tong bulaklak na ito.”
“Sigurado akong matutuwa siya kapag nakita niya iyan,” napangiti ang kanyang ama.

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Hubaran Mo Ako

Hinubad ko ang aking damit na babad sa pawis mula sa aking huling workout session. Humarap ako sa salamin. Nakita ko ang isang diyosang ubod ng ganda ang katawan. Leeg na kaynipis. Dibdib na kaylaki. Beywang na kaysikip. Balakang na kaylapad. Pwet na kaytambok. Binti na kaytikas. Ako na nga ito. Ilang taon kong hinintay ‘to. Ilang taon akong nag-diet, nag-jogging, nag-sit-up, at kung ano pang klase ng ehersisyo para lang sa araw na ‘to. Sa wakas, nabawasan na ng 72 kilos ang timbang ko, nabawasan na rin ng 12 inches ang waistline ko, at higit sa lahat, maganda at malaki na ang pwet at dibdib ko! Ilang taon kong pinaghandaan ito. Sana naman ngayon, matanggap na niya ako.

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The Singing Bird

Herminio is a thrifty man. He always has his ways in making a budget meal look like a buffet. His classmates are also mystified with how Herminio survives the whole day with the tight amount of budget that he always brings to school – considering how far his school is from his home. But Herminio is clever enough to know what he is doing. He values money so much that he couldn’t even think of anything to spend it on (because he hates spending money for himself).

But there is one thing Herminio couldn’t stop spending his money for, Regina, his girlfriend. Regina does not demand too much from Herminio since she can already be happy when he gives her the simplest gifts. Regina is contented with eating street foods whenever they are having a date, and Herminio is quite happy with that because he doesn’t have to spend too much. But sometimes, Regina gets upset whenever Herminio tries to avoid spending a lot on their dates. This disappoints her and causes Herminio to spend the money he has been trying to save for himself. Nonetheless, Regina still understands the times when Herminio has absolutely nothing to share, in which she sometimes shoulders everything with her money.

One day, Herminio’s father gave him a one-thousand Peso bill, an amount of money large enough in Herminio’s standards.
“Don’t tell your mom that I gave you money,” his father said.
“Thank you, dad,” Herminio said. “I won’t tell mom.”
Herminio knows that his mother would never give him his daily allowance if she finds out that he has enough money for the week. Now, it is up to Herminio how to spend the money his father gave him.

He thought of buying the books that he had always wanted to buy. Or maybe buying game credits for the online game that he is addicted to playing. But instead, he thought about repaying Regina for what she had spent for him in the past few weeks. So, with the huge amount of money in his hand, he thought of having a date with Regina. It’s been a long time since they ate at a restaurant.

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