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Desolation July 30, 2008

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“’My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!’
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away”

                        - Percy Bysshe Shelley

 

From far off, the ruins stood silently, a crumbling mass of orange brick emerging from the flat green plains. A high Khmer-style prang, in the shape of a corncob, is flanked by smaller prangs in eight directions.

 

Among the half-dozen or so wats that we had visited that day in Ayutthya, Wat Chai Wattanaram attracted me the most. Built in 1629 as a memorial to a Thai king’s coronation, it has stood for almost 140 years before it was put to the torch by the rampaging Burmese invaders.

 

Now, the temple is simply a site of desolation. As I walked among its ruins, I could hear lines from Shelley’s ‘Ozymandias’ going through my head. Rows of decapitated Buddhas. Defaced walls and altars. Once magnificent prangs now shorn of their gold. Silence. Indeed, all things, great and petty, inevitably pass into nothingness.

 

 

 

Moving On July 20, 2008

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A firedrill in November last year found me joining Jay, Toy, Pik and Min in going down 46 flights of stairs! By the time we got halfway down, my knees were already shaking!

A firedrill in November last year found me joining Jay, Toy, Pik and Min in going down 46 flights of stairs! By the time we got halfway down, my knees were already shaking!

 

There! We made it! I was feeling dizzy by that time. One of the secretaries was kind enough to lend me her (ehem) personal inhaler.

There! We made it! I was feeling dizzy by that time. One of the secretaries was kind enough to lend me her (ehem) personal inhaler.

 

This photo was taken December 2006 on the last day of work of Fai and O. Also in the photo are Bell, Sawn, Pooh, Fang, Tang, Pik, Nat and Nu. Where are Jay and Em?

This photo was taken December 2006 on the last day of work of Fai and O. Also in the photo are Bell, Sawn, Pooh, Fang, Tang, Pik, Nat and Nu. Where are Jay and Em?

 

After a year and eight months, I finally left my old company, CB Richard Ellis. For almost a year, I had been on the lookout for a job that would offer me more challenges, and now that I have found one, I had turned in my papers.

I always said I had conflicting emotions about my impending departure during my last month in the company. I’m excited with the new job yet at the same time I had nagging questions at the back of my mind: Why am I leaving my comfort zone? Which is more important, the coziness of one’s old job or the giddiness offered by a new opportunity? Would everything turn out fine in my new job? Would I be able to get along well with my new colleagues?

I’m leaving the corporate world: Wireless Road, office at the top floor, cubicles and neckties and all, for NGO work: an old office building in Samsen, casual dress and fewer than a half-dozen colleagues doing multi-tasks.

I’m leaving my anonymity and isolation as the only Filipino in a predominantly Thai workplace and exchanging them for a more multi-cultural setting.

I’m also leaving behind a lot of people whom for the past 18 months have become my friends. I’ll miss our chats during lunch breaks, the EFL classes and the lazy Saturday mornings in the office.

Well, we have to move on. That’s the consolation I always tell myself. And to my friends and colleagues, I really enjoyed working with you. See you around.

My Haul July 2, 2008

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A visit to a flea market last Sunday ended up with me getting a treasure trove of books.

 

Sanam Luang Park 2 is situated along Thani Wattana, the road that runs parallel to Khlong Wattana, a major canal project in Thonburi during the reign of Rama IV. Though roads like Phuttamonton Sai 3 and Petchkasem Road have taken over the role of canals as the major thoroughfare in Thailand, Khlong Wattana still retained its value, as it irrigated orchards and other agricultural landplots along its banks.

 

This stretch of canal (and roadway) has also played host to an increasing number of middle- to high-end housing developments. Sanam Luang Park 2 is just a kilometer or so from the Phuttamonton Sai 3 bridge and Thani Wattana.

 

As a park, it is definitely bigger than its namesake in Rattanakosin Island. It has wide expanses of coconut groves, irrigated by ponds. The centerpiece is a small man-made lake with a fountain at the center. Round it runs a track. In one spot,  gym equipment are installed.

 

We spent a Sunday afternoon in the park two weeks ago. Then last Sunday, we decided to visit the weekend market ringing the park. It is said to be meant as a Jatujak Market of western Bangkok. From what we’ve seen, Sanam Luang Park 2 weekend market offers bigger and more organized commercial space than the more famous JJ market.

 

It was close to 5 pm when we arrived. Most of the stalls have closed for the day, but a lot were still open. We first had a snack of roasted chicken and pork with rice at a stall. The roast chicken tasted like inasal, once again reminding us of home.

 

We strolled along the stalls that were still open. Lizl had her hands full with Thai stuff, like wall decors. She also bought some back issues of English-language magazines. Paulo and Chubby each had toys while Leah bought both toys and learning materials for her son Arlei.

 

For me, I had a moment of serendipity. I chanced upon a stall that sells Thai books. A browse through the old seller’s stocks, however, led to a pleasant discovery: Several English-language books published in the 80s, mostly novels by Stephen King and Harold Robbins.

 

It appeared these books were distributed by Asia Books in the 80s, as they were all stamped in the first page with the distributor’s imprint. It was interesting to say that at that time, Asia Books only had two branches, one at Sukhumvit (which is still there) and another at the Peninsula Hotel. The books were turning yellowish with age, but aside from some minor creases in the spines, they are in relatively good condition. Probably they are sample books that bookstore habitués like me browse while hanging out in the store.

 

I bought a copy of Stephen King’s Carrie, Skeleton Crew and an illustrated issue of The Gunslinger. What’s remarkable is that these three books apparently are early (if not first) British editions, perhaps making them something of a collector’s item.  I also bought Leon Uris’ Trinity, also by the British publishing house Corgi. The only other book published by its American publisher is Robert Ludlum’s The Bourne Ultimatum (which 18 years after its publication and 20 years after I have read its two predecessors, I haven’t read yet, as at that time my interest in Ludlum had been starting to wane.) I believe this Ludlum is also the first paperback edition, the cover of which had that familiar rings emanating from an illustration on the upper right part.

 

I feel good getting these books. Though I have moved on in my choice of authors, these books, by themselves perhaps close-to-rare editions, also bring back nice memories.

 

Next time, we plan to be in the flea market earlier in the day. Who knows what pleasant discoveries we would find.