Why I write

One day, I woke up and my favorite author (and person) in the world had died. A Holocaust survivor, Nobel Laureate, writer for peace and tolerance, foe of hatred and…

The divine divide

When the conversation at the family table changes to one about the Philippine government, I admit I often hide behind the stoic face mastered by all apathetic teenagers. Don’t get…

Distorted reality

“Estudyante, nag-ala superman sa school, patay” When a student from our University committed suicide in January, philstar.com’s offensive headline, together with the gruesome photo of the student who died, splashed…