Gadget Grace

Ever had those rocky road ice creams with strawberry on top? Or any of those sweet and sour fish balls spiced up with some fruit salad? (geee..guess my stomach will have to mix that for me) Imagine all these contained inside your stomach…and suddenly..YOU ARE TO GO RAPPELLING FROM THE 4TH FLOOR OF ATENEO BUILDING?! Hahahhahahaha! I never had so much fun and a challenging time recently but tonight!

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ATENEO FIESTA rocks!

I thought it’s gonna be one of those ordinary days when you have to sit down, jot a little, speak up awhile and listen to whoever is speaking his thoughts out about a certain matter. A routine when I must behave myself in front of professional people, you know. Ok, Marggg. I give up. I am manifesting a second childhood then! Hmmp!

I rarely find people intriguing, really. But this one did. Matter of luck, i guess. How on earth could this have been true and happening at that very moment? I just can’t help but smile at the irony. So there we were. The facilitator’s names for the groups for next day’s activity were called up. ‘Uh-oh,why him?’ - there, i have written those words. This didn’t come from me for sure. I don’t even know the guy? ‘He’s very strict.’ There goes the next line; not from me too. Hehehe.. that got me curious but i only have his name. New faces abound the next day – the facilitators were there. Hushh..honestly, in the morning, i did ask who could he be among those seated? But he was nowhere at that very moment.

The Encounter. I was left alone in our table minding my own salad. My friends have to finish their papers. Delegates were walking around. At a distance, I noticed this tall guy ,in his middle forty’s perhaps, was looking at me holding a pack of cigarettes and an ashtray. Walking..walking..and oh..he stopped. I never had a clue he wants to sit adjacent to me in that square table..to my table..until he did so. I don’t mind. I didn’t mind..was busy with my salad. Before i noticed it, I was having a great time talking to him about youth, life, learning and its philosophies. We chatted for about an hour and i had no idea..until I asked him – ‘what is your name,sir?’… - OOOPPSS! - HE HAPPENS TO BE THE GUY I ASKED ABOUT IN THE MORNING! WAAAHAHHAHA!!! The ‘He’s very strict’ one, remember?!

Yep, i was dumbfounded!

Do people just have to pop up in front of you like that? Well, i think i have come to a circumstance when life has convinced me not to look for people and surprisingly, they will just find their way to you? I guess it’s supposed to be different after all. I am bound to adopt a new definition to ‘being strict’. For him, it’s knowing your own game It turned out absolutely unimaginable and quite of the extraordinary. I undoubtedly found Marius in him! Many thanks for that wonderful day. I learned so much from you,sir.