2 Encounters

These stories happened a year ago. It was October- monday. The MRT station was busy as usual. People come and go with faces no one could absorb- as if another hell was burning in their solitary lives.

I had an interview that day.

I got up early and made myself up. Ready and so eager to have that interview. I was positive that I would nail the job.

The building which I would have my interview is situated in the heart of Ortigas.

Then, my encounters begun.