December 5, 2007


Filed under: Doodles, Blabs and Rants — didee @ 4:06 am

There are times when it makes me wonder how many marvelous talks and exchanges cafeteria or restaurants tables had witnessed. Reunions, proposals, gossips, comfort, confessions, confusion, all mixed together. Each of which played a wonderful drama on stage while the silent table lays there simply absorbing all of these exchanges.

Me thinks, perhaps if it can talk back it would surely silence all of us. Cause it can practically out-talk, out-experience and simply reduce us all to silent audience of his many revelations. His favorite lines would have been, “Oh I know that!” or “Well let me tell you about” or “That wasn’t what I heard”.

I love great conversations. Not just the talking side, but on hearing people talk and simply passing the hour exchanging minds, picking someone’s brain, blabbering your heart away. And the experience would simply be more wonderful when shared with an equally wonderful company.

Sharing table with foreign cultures makes me smile. There are so many things which separates one from the other: skin color, accent, beliefs, etc. But from what I’ve observed, one never failing topic which gets everyone sharing his own pick is the wonderful, delicious topic of FOOD!

It starts with awkward smiles, fidgeting a bit on your seat while your mind wanders to la la land thinking of how to connect with the other people sitting with you. Then somebody would start, “What are Filipino dishes like?”, or “You should try this Indian restaurant they have this amazing blah blah blah” or “Do you know why they name this dish as so” (which reminds me that, it’s only now that I know that Bicol express was actually named after a freight train in Bicol. Because they said that when you eat it, you would rush out like a speeding train looking for water to pacify the uber chiliness). Then it gets more juicier and yummier, when each one starts describing what makes up a particular pastry or viand or pasta. Oh food, you saved us all! 🙂

And just this lunch, from food, who would have thought that the conversation would delve into a discussion of the Philippine history. From 300 years of Spanish colonization, to the Americans, to the Japanese, to Chinese (to Aroyo!) invasions. That’s courtesy of my boss who loves to talk and can connect one far off topic to another. Which made our very silent Chinese officemate joined in and said she knows Magellan and that he’s been to Malacca!

The art of conversation is a wonderful thing, one which I imagine to be a part of till my tender years.
And words are like beads which we string together to form our life stories.



A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing?
It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives the right to dream.
~Gaston Bachelard



to my dear fairies… i miss our bo’s, handuraw and pantry conversations. 🙂

let’s talk soon!



  1. i miss bo’s!!!

    Comment by ria — December 5, 2007 @ 12:35 pm

  2. ri! 🙂

    i miss bo’s and i miss you 😀

    Comment by didee — December 5, 2007 @ 1:28 pm

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