Goodbye, Jolo—for now.
Fear was my companion the first time I set foot in Jolo in September 2008. It was never a place I had dreamed of visiting, not even for adventure. But work demanded my presence there, and so I went.
For the past twelve months, my job required me to travel to the island every month, fulfilling the responsibilities assigned to me. Each visit was marked by restless nights, shadowed by an underlying sense of unease. The echoes of past conflicts lingered in the air, and danger felt ever-present. One particular night, as I slept, an explosion shattered the silence, a stark reminder of the reality I had stepped into.
At first, I thought the dangers lurked only in the cover of darkness. I soon realized how mistaken I was.
Last month, a bomb exploded, killing two people and injuring forty others. The blast occurred on a street I walked along every morning. It detonated at 7:30 a.m. I usually passed that very spot an hour later, at 8:30. The thought of how close I had come to tragedy sent a shiver down my spine.
I heard the explosion clearly from where I was staying. At that moment, I was preparing to leave for work, unaware of the chaos unfolding just a short distance away.
One of those restless nights turned out to be more than just a feeling of unease. The phrase "haunted night" was not merely metaphorical for me—it was literal. One night, in the room where I slept, I experienced something truly unsettling. I was never told of any spooky stories about the room I stayed until I shared what had happened to me. Only then did I learn that others, too, had felt an eerie presence there.
This month marked my final trip to Jolo. Upon my arrival, I was met with yet another unsettling report—there had been another explosion the night before.
And yet, something within me had changed. The fear that once gripped me so tightly had loosened its hold. The island, with all its challenges and dangers, had taught me resilience. I had faced uncertainty time and time again, and I had emerged stronger.
No more fear. I am not afraid anymore.
be safe lagi...
ReplyDeletegood to know you are ok and that you are blogging again.
welcome back, sir..namiss ka dito..
Thank you very much geek..., Thank you for the warm welcome. :)
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what an adventure, huh
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ReplyDeleteUNANG INTINDI KO SA JOLO EH, JOLO REVILLA...HAHAHA...ADIK NA TALAGA AKO SA MGA ARTISTA..
ANYHOWS, LAKING MINDANAO AKO EH..
SO PARANG IMMUNE NA KAMI SA TERRORIST STUFFS NA GANYAN..
ANONG MAGAGAWA KO, EH TERRORIST-FRIENDLY UNG PLACE NAMIN..
I MISS U FRIEND!
****VANVAN
wow you're back. what happened kasi.
ReplyDeletewelcome back boss! i come to know of your new post because your link was on my page, meaning: die hard follower! sayang at di tayo nagkita, i was so occupied during my vacation. anyways, this is more fun... to ponder what face is behind of elyong.
ReplyDeletea reader from dubai...
@Raft3r, thanks for pushing me... hhehehe
ReplyDelete@vanvan, anonymous ka na naman, been to your place din.. diba marawi ka? hahaha
@Ming Meows, medyo na busy konti sa work... dami kasi reports
@MrCens, anonymous ka rin... at anonymous ka rin the last time you came home... di ka nagpakita.. hahaha