Monochromatic Dream (End of Chapter 1)


It was one of those regular days to work. He had to get in line to get to the bus. He gets off the usual bus stop to get a cup of coffee. He had to wait to get to the entrance of the building when suddenly, he noticed something different. In his peripheral view, he saw a different color. It made him feel uneasy. In a blink of an eye, he saw blurry images flashed right in front of him. He couldn’t believe it. He felt his heart stop. He couldn’t drink his coffee.

The man behind him, who was wearing exactly the same as he was wearing: black suit, a black bag in his left hand, and a cup of coffee in his right hand, called his attention.

“Time to move.”

“Sorry. Thanks, man.” Was his reply.

“No problem.” Said the guy.

He looked at the people standing there waiting and he noticed that everybody was looking straight forward. Noone was looking to the left or to the right. He also noticed for the first time that all of them were dressed exactly the same way. He noticed that all of them were holding the black bag in their left hand and the cup of coffee on the other. As he was sipping his coffee, he noticed that no one else was sipping their coffee. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Suddenly, everything felt weird.

He started to look around. He saw people walking and passing by just like normal people.

He was nudged by the guy behind him to move again.

And then a cold wind suddenly blew his way and his eyes were redirected to where the wind came from. And then, he saw her. He saw a pair of gold gladiator sandals, a blue skirt and a white top. She was shimmering and shining in his eyes. He couldn’t see her face at first because of the sun behind her but when the shadow allowed it, he saw that she was looking straight at him.

At that very moment when their eyes met, he couldn’t tell what he was feeling. All he knew was he grew pale and felt so powerful at the same time. He had not seen such vivid, vibrant, beautiful colors for a very long time now, it would seem.

She stared at him as if she’s waiting for him to say something. But then something caught her attention so she looked to his left side and when she looked back at him, he saw her worried eyes.

Before he could even see what was going on at the direction where her eyes were, he was knocked down by a couple of men.


He opened his eyes. He felt the pain of his body but his mind was scanning the place where he is. He remembered the girl. He took a deep sigh.

“How are you feeling?” Asked a man’s voice.

He looked to the direction of the voice and realised he was a doctor.

“I’m feeling okay, doc. What happened?” He asked.

“Do you remember anything from what happened?” The doctor asked him back.

“No, actually. I didn’t see anything. All I remember was I was knocked over by some men before I could even see what was actually going on around me. Was there a fight? What did they say happened there?”

The doctor answered, “It’s not that important. Not sure what happened there either. But what’s important is you’re okay now. You sure you don’t remember anything there? Nothing unusual?”

“Nothing unusual. I really didn’t notice anything different there. I didn’t hear anything at all. Can I go now? I’d like to get back to work if I can.” He said.

“You can go, sure. You’re fine. But nothing? How come you didn’t notice anything?” The doctor enquired some more.

He grabbed his bag and as he opened the door he said, “Well, you can say that I was a bit distracted.” He answered with a smile.

“Oh? Distracted? How?” The doctor asked.

“I was distracted by a beautiful girl. Unbelievable how they can distract us.” He said shaking his head. “Thanks, doctor!”

“I see. You take care then.” Said the doctor.

As soon as he closed the door, the doctor called someone in the phone and said, “He remembered the girl.”


As he was walking down the steps of the building, a man called his attention. “Mr. Delaney? Mr. Daniel Delaney?”

“Yes, that’s me. Can I help you?” he replied.

“My name is Inspector Winston Roman, FBI. I was wondering if I could talk to you for a minute? We just wanted to ask you a few questions about what happened earlier today?”

“Sure. No problem. I don’t think I can tell you anything. But okay.”

“Step inside the vehicle, please, sir.”


“Can you describe to us what you saw earlier today on your way to work, sir?” Asked the inspector.

“Oh, well, on my way to work? I saw the line to get to the bus. I saw the line to get my coffee. I saw the line to get inside my work building. That’s what I saw on my work to work earlier this morning. If you’re asking if I saw anything before I was knocked over by a couple of dudes? Nope. I didn’t see or hear anything. I asked —”

“It’s interesting when you said you ‘saw the lines.’ Has that been unusual for you? Is this the first time you ever encountered standing in line to wait for the bus? For your coffee? To get to your work building?” The inspector interrupted him.

“It’s funny that you should ask but no. I seem to remember… that’s… how… it’s always… been.” His words were slowing down. Again, he was seeing blurry images flashing right before his very eyes. This time, he can hear laughters.

“Mr. Delaney? Sir? Are you alright?” Asked the inspector.

“Yes, yes. I’m alright. I just thought I remembered something else, that’s all.”

“You remembered something else earlier today?” Said the inspector.

He was quick to say, “No! No, something else. Something else that had nothing to do with what happened earlier. A dream last night, I think. It’s nothing. I’m sorry.”

“You sure, sir? You sure you don’t remember anything else this morning?”

“I remember seeing a beautiful girl.”

“What did she look like? She might be who we are looking for?” Said the inspector.

“What do you mean? What happened earlier today?” He enquired.

“Sir, there was a group of people who caused some trouble in the city today. We have a reason to believe that the girl you saw was one of them. Can you describe to me how she looked like? What was she wearing?”

“She was dazzling like the sun. She was wearing a blue skirt.”

The moment he said the word, blue, he noticed the inspector and the two other men in the room, looked at each other.

Finally, the inspector said, “Mr. Delaney, I have no further questions. Thank you. For your safety, may we ask you to continue to cooperate with us.” As the inspector was standing up, he said, “We would have to keep you here for a while.”

“What does that mean?” He asked. “You can’t keep me here. I have nothing more to tell you.”

The inspector made his way to the door and looked back at him before stepping out and said, “Sir, you’ve given us a valuable information. We need to make sure you’re protected. You’ll have to stay here.” Then he shut the door behind him.

“Hey, you can’t keep me here for seeing a beautiful girl! For mentioning blue!”

He couldn’t figure out what they said to him. He went to the mirror and demanded that he be released. But noone seemed to have heard him.

After five hours, a man entered and told him he was now being released.

He asked for explanation but he got none. He was so pissed with how he was treated but everyone around seemed deaf with all that he was saying.


He was walking on his way home. It was late in the afternoon when he saw the beautiful woman with her blue skirt. But she was fighting the men in black suit. It was more than ten men fighting the one beautiful woman with the blue skirt. He yelled, “Hey! What’s going on? What are you doing to her?”

“Danny!” She called out his name. He was stunned. He couldn’t believe what he heard.

“Danny! Look out!” She yelled again. And then she threw her sword and it hit the guy behind him who was about to attack him.

He was even more confused. “What?! What the hell is going on?!”

“Danny! Come on! Get my sword.” She called him.

She was able to kill everyone that attacked her.

They ran together.

“What’s going on? How do you know my name? Who are you?” Danny enquired while they were running.

She, in the meantime, just gave her a look of disbelief.

“Why are you looking at me like that? We need to get to the top. We have to go to the rooftop of any of these buildings.” He said.

In hearing that, she stopped. He looked back at her, confused.

“Why did you say that?” She asked.

“Said what?” He answered.

“Why did you say to go to the rooftop, Danny? Why?!”

Suddenly, they heard gun shots. The men were shooting at them.

“Get in there!” She shoved him.

They entered a small door of a building. And made their way to the rooftop.

“I don’t understand what’s going on? What have you done? Why are they shooting at us? Why do you know my name?” He asked.

“Don’t ask me, Danny. This is your dream.” She said very simply.

He stopped at the bottom of the stairs. And asked her, “What?”

*****Gun fires*****

She grabbed him, dragged him up the stairs while she said, “We don’t have much time, Danny. We have to go. You lead. I will follow. This is your dream. I wouldn’t know how to navigate here. You do what you have to do.”

They opened the door to the rooftop, exhausted.

“Now, what?” Asked Danny.

“You didn’t bring us here for nothing, did you?” She answered him.

“What?! What does that mean?”

“Let’s go, Danny! We’ll do the jump.” She said as they were running to the edge of the roof.

“What?! Are you crazy?!”

“This is what you wanted, Danny! Let’s go!”

She grabbed him as they jumped while the men in black suit were shooting at them.

“Noooooooo!!!” Cried Danny.

As they jumped, she spread her wings. They were so big, it looked as big as the two of them.

“Aaaaaahhh!!! We’re flying!!! Oh my God!!! We’re flying!!! You have wings!!! What kind of creature, are you?!”

She smiled and then asked, “What are you doing? Why are you grabbing my legs? Get to the right position, Danny.”

“In case, you haven’t figured it out, I don’t know what you’re talking about!!!”

She shook him off her legs.

“What?! No! No! No! You’re gonna get me killed!!!” And he was floating in the air.

And then she made a dive. She came from underneath to catch him and position him by her back so he can hold her wings.

“Oh God! Did you say this is my dream?” He yelled at her.

“Yes, Danny. This is your dream. You asked me to be here, remember? Look around, Danny. This is your monochromatic dream.” She replied.

“That is so weird.” He said to himself.

She smiled as they flew.

What’s With The Hair?

imageWhen I was younger, the trend was all about ‘straight hair.’ I was part of a youth choir at church at age 15. All of the girls had straight hair. Some naturally straight. Some straightened. We would all sit together in one row when attending the service and the “oldies” would laugh at how “hideous” my hair was.

It was one of those bad memories. I still remember how I felt about how “older, mature” people would laugh about it like it’s the most ridiculous thing they’d ever seen. There was even a time when I would always have my hair on a ponytail just to hide it.

Thankfully, I had great friends who knew how to comfort me and a mom who couldn’t care less about what “ugly” people had to say. Hahaha! My mom had a way of dealing with things and a unique set of skills to comfort me. My mom is incredibly beautiful. And she’d always tell me that I look very much like her. It was always an ego boost to hear that from my mom. So when she notices I’m sad or when I talked to her one day about how I feel about what other people at church were saying about my hair, she told me, ‘It’s because they’re all ugly that’s why they are laughing at your hair. They’re jealous of you because you can afford to have beautiful crazy curls like that and it goes well with your face, they don’t. They need straight hair otherwise people would call them the crazy Sisa.”

Mothers, truly, are amazing! 😄

I’m still working on a blog about imagination and I’m nearly done but I thought of putting this one up first.

They say that a woman’s hair is her crowning glory. Some people believe that to be true. Others don’t. In my opinion, with hair or without, a woman is beautiful. I’m writing this one for all the girls out there – and lately I found out for some grown women too – who feel insecure about their hair.

I’ve decided to put together a list of advices on how to take care of your beautiful locks. This isn’t a fashion blog. This is not a list that will give you products and costly solutions to have the “perfect wavy” hair. On the second thought, the list maybe costly but not on a material note.

Here we go:

1. Clean it good.
It starts from the beginning. You have to take care of it by washing it well. Take care of your scalp. Don’t use your nails to rub it. Use your finger pads instead. Rubbing the scalp with your fingernails causes the scalp to be flaky and you don’t want that. Be sure to rinse it well. Let it dry properly.

2. Choose the best shampoo and conditioner
. Some shampoo have such harsh ingredients and instead of helping your hair stay beautiful, they can ruin it. Be careful of shampoos that promise ‘light and flowy feel’. They could just make your hair like a hard broom.

3. Don’t put it up when wet
. Never. Never put it up when wet. Best to let it dry properly. Besides the fact that it makes for an awful smell, it causes tangles. And we all know what happens with tangled hair.

4. Ready a hair cuticle coat.
With the kind of weather we have here in the Philippines, it’s best to have something like it handy. They can help greatly if you get a hair emergency. Emergency, like sitting on a coffee shop writing a blog. You never know, a cute guy could walk in and see you as you are busy writing. Best to put some on before sitting there. Hehe..

5. Wear it confidently.
Because when you do, it will come out beautifully no matter how messy it looks like.

6. Never be boring with your hair.
Put it up. Let it down. Go for a clean bun. Don’t – never – forget to have a messy bun. If you have a wavy hair, learn the different styles & tricks with “working” the hair. Maybe I should blog about that too. Hahaha! Maybe not.

7. Never say “healthy hair.”
Scientifically, hair is made up of dead cells. So never say those two words and be confirmed as “something” by intelligent people. Just say “shiny, beautiful hair.” There’s no need to say it’s healthy.

So there. I hope this is helpful, ladies. Work that self-esteem and know where your confidence lies. Now, be careful. You can be confident without being arrogant. And never let insecurity get in the way of dealing with your hair. 😉