The weather today is volatile. One minute, you need umbrella, the next minute, you don't. I was walking along Mortola Street and the people were staring at the brazen skies. The personnel of Ororama Superstore were not minding the summery feel and the springy breeze, instead they were either preoccupied with their appearance, break, or work. (There was a delivery truck parking by the entrance--for receiving boxes, crates, applicants; the opposite direction is the Ateneo gate!) Then, when I was aboard on Pier liner, the heavens blessed us with light showers. Umbrellas, up! Some raindrops caught on my back, on my face, at the kid's book.
Volatile means change suddenly. Weather today. Clouds and winds and umbrellas and "paypay" and mango shakes and congee and you wonder the temporariness of the weather. Very volatile. Your wetness has two interpretations: rainshowers and perspiration. The old days are grinning at us: Your time is fast. This is the price!
The rain stops and the road begins to gather dust. Please fold your umbrella and think about what volatile means.
One of the passengers looks at me. She holds a basket full of "paypay" ! I hear myself asking, "Tagpila?" (How much)...
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