Lunes, Agosto 13, 2012

Coming Home

It's been fourteen years when i first set foot on the ground of my alma mater, although it has been a quite long time but the memories of the past still lingers in my mind, the same sweet scent of morning mist in the parade ground, generic smell of our barracks and the foul odors of our latrines. It also reminds me the rigorous trainings, countless exercises, frequent day dreaming's and keeping the faith with a hope to survive each day when they say that the only easy day for us was yesterday! 

To comply with their own version of abrupt metamorphosis, forcing us to become a man among men was not an easy task. Our Drill Instructors or A.I.'s who treated us the lowest mammal in the organization whom likewise, we treated them as our antagonizers, worst enemies other than simplest pathetic mentors who painstakingly trained us to become SOMEBODY someday.  My snappiest salute to all of you!

Now i came back and once again to seek wisdom from my alma mater who once molded me to become a good and better public servant...so i say I'm HOME AGAIN hoooorahhh!.