Concealed Sentiments

When I was a little girl, my grandmother used to tell me that butterflies bring luck to those who see and care for them. I believe her in my naive mind. I learned to love butterflies. I was fascinated by their colors, their cocoons and most of all, their metamorphosis. I felt I was an ugly caterpillar transformed into a beautiful butterfly. As I grew up, butterflies brought me so much luck. Every time I see one inside our house or in my room, I'll have money after a few days. It may be a coincidence, but honestly I don''t really care for butterflies signify money for me (based on my experience). Yesterday, a big butterfly entered our room. It's bigger than my palm with a mixture of orange and brown colors and I guess it belonged to the "mariposa" family. I was so excited after having thoughts of money...hehehe.... I really enjoyed the world of wings and symmetry. By the way, the butterfly (as seen above) died after 6 hours. It can't fly due to damaged wing

I love watching the Kapamilya, Deal or No Deal game show every night. It's like a mind-boggling exercise after dinner. In this show, I have seen a number of triumphant winners with high spirits but mostly went home sad and wondering why fate has turned its back on them. Deal or No Deal involves a contestant, a host/presenter, a banker, and a number of briefcases (or boxes), with each having a different (and initially unknown) value. Each game starts with the contestant selecting one of the cases—this first case's value is not known until the game ends. During the rest of the game, the contestant opens the rest of the cases, one at a time, revealing its value. Each time after a specified number of cases are opened, the banker offers the contestant a certain amount of money to end the game. If the contestant takes an offer, the game ends, otherwise the contestant ends up with the money from the first case. Deal or No Deal had almost 50 international versions all over the world. I

"Money talks, nobody walks." Who wants to to know? Everyone. But who wants to talk about it? No one. Even in a business magazine, money is seldom mentioned. Value is mentioned. Profits are mentioned. Savings. Even compensation. Rarely money. Which is no surprise. Ask someone about his sex life and you might get an answer. Ask someone about his salary and, dollars to doughnuts, you'll get an icy stare. Money is a singular thing. It ranks with love as man's greatest source of joy. And with death as his greatest source of anxiety. With money in your pocket, you are wise, and you are handsome, and you sing well too.They say money can't buy happiness, but it can facilitate it. Money is a stupid measure of achievement, but unfortunately it is the only universal measure we have. It translates work (what you do) into value (what you're paid). It is a short story that speaks of success (or the lack thereof), accomplishment and ambition. It is a vehicle that transfers t