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What would you expect from someone who is alone in a far away land? Oh, he is just seated in his computer doing some office works up to the dead of the night.


Hey, today is love day! I am tempted to ask what is love? I never thought I still know what love is. It has been this way since I came.


This morning when I arrived at the office, there was still no one. That means I came before the others. As each one entered, I greeted them with all vigor a Happy Valentine's day. Almost all of them laugh at the greetings. When the last expected person came, I had the same reaction.


Wondering why, I asked one of my colleagues, do you celebrate Valentine here? Then that I thought that I am not in a Catholic country. But Valentine is supposed to be a celebration of love. I just thought that love encompasses everything - belief, religion, color, race.


As the day went by, I was telling everybody that today back home, most, if not all, but I guess all of them, hotels, moviehouses, restaurants, parks, even jollibees and mcdonalds, are more than full to capacity. How Filipinos celebrate Valentine is incomparable to none other. There would be no roses or chocolates to buy during the day. If ever there are still, wow, the price has already skyrocketed. There are even no spaces for parking anywhere.


Romantic as they are, we, Filipinos are great lovers. We have this a great way of expressing love.


I hope, just hope, that this love will even come to think of someone not home at this time.


I am here. Waiting...to love and be loved.

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