I arrived at the Megamall after a ten-minute walk from my place. It was uneventful except that I was stopped by an old little lady asking me to open her bottle of mineral water. But the damn bottle was so tightly sealed I couldn’t open it.
I handed it back to the old lady saying I was sorry. She just nodded, and I walked away.
When my back was turned, I heard her mumble stuff in a dialect I could not understand, Ifugao probably. I spun around to ask what it was but the old lady already disappeared.
Was it a sign? Was she cursing me for failing to open her bottle?
But by some twist of fate, as soon as I came out, a table was emptied; and my favorite spot at that! Another sign? Maybe. But my mind was just a blur I couldn’t think of anything else aside from having my coffee “right here, right now.” Besides I’ve just arrived and I want to rest my feet for awhile.
After 30 minutes or so, boredom struck yet again. “Alright!” I said. “Just ten minutes and then I’ll head for home.” I stood up, grabbed my coffee cup and proceeded to the nearest entrance to the mall.
(to be concluded...)
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