On the Rolando Mendoza Hostage-taking

The most important question is "what could have driven a person to hijack a bus-filled with tourists and actually kill people?"

Rolando Mendoza could have been you or me on a bad day. Our only advantage is our psychology is more resilient to stress and inner or external conflicts than his. We should consider ourselves lucky.

At this point, it is not about what the globe would think of us. It is about what we should think of ourselves, about our flaws as human beings.

Rolando Mendoza could have been you or me on a bad day.

And as long as we remain sane despite everything else that may haunt us everyday, we should consider ourselves lucky.

This I learned the other day...

You cannot teach another person how to act professionally.

Professionalism is something which a person teaches herself. Unfortunately, not everyone has what it takes to learn the essence of the P-WORD.

Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane

The world can continue revolving without me.

And even if it does revolve with me in it, no one needs to notice that I am taking up space. And that I am doing everything I can to make myself matter--to make my existence mean something.

I am not requiring the universe to see me. I am resolved to accomplish things from my little corner. I need no praise from anyone. I just need me to smile. I just need to know that I was able to do what I expected myself to do.

I do not ask much from the universe. I do not ask for security, love or happiness. I do not ask for rewards.

But today, it seems, so many is being asked of me....

Something is wrong. Because this time, I notice. This time, I get to feel the universe' demands. Ripping me so I can serve what it is requiring from me.

The universe used to be a cellophane. I used to look right through it and walk right by it.

But today it hits me in the head.

I can choose to be a cellophane but the universe...choose otherwise.