In the tropical island by Webbielady

In the tropical island  by Webbielady

It can't be true! It can only be a dream.  

Hmmmmm... how relaxing.. how lovely... Mmmazing... The warm white sand soothing my naked body feels like ecstasy. At arm's length lies my fresh coconut juice in its own dehusked shell. I took a couple of sips out of it, slowly savoring the fresh sweet juice. It's sheer pleasure. Sitting like a Roman against the sun-bathing rattan chair, I could completely enjoy the view of those coconut and other palm trees casting the shadows of their dancing leaves against the warm white sand.


And I said to myself, "I love this dream".


I continued to "devour" that marvelous situation as the scent of salty waters filled my nostrills while the sea breeze, fresh, mild and aromatic at the same time, hit my naked physique like a mild Shiatsu. I inhaled deeply feeling the healthy oxygen the breeze was offering to my physical being for nourishment and for my soul to survive.


I affirmed to myself, "it can't be real".


Ohh how relaxing, how pleasing, how mind-relaxing. I almost moaned out loud with the moment's pleasure as three perfectly shaped and tanned ladies passed by, smiling at me sweetly. Oh those inviting smiles! And those glorious skimpy bikinis made me whistle out of tune. Those warm eyes seem to challenge my masculinity. "What a paradise it is here," I thought and I repeated for the last couple of times, "it can only be a dream. It can only be a dream." 


I slowly opened my eyes and turned my head in the direction of my office window. There's no hope outside, it's gloomy, cloudy, drizzly and windy as always in my EPO office location in Rijswik, Netherlands. What else can I expect in the middle of winter? I can only dream. Or worse, I can only day-dream! 

The Fish Is Caught From Its Mouth

"Don't tell tell them about what I did yesterday", Pepay said.

"I am not telling anything," replied Aika.
But what possibly I can tell them?

Pepay and Aika are colleagues. It was early morning chit-chat in the office when they had this conversation about their drinking escapade the day before. The two are known to us all to be very close buddies and party goers. They also do a lot of bar hopping at night when they are not so busy at work.

That day, they were laughing about their experience the prior day. They are however seated apart for about five meters in the in our department's area/office so they had to make their voices louder when they have to converse and that loud conversation attracted the attention of everyone listening around. Then, everyone got curious about the thing that Pepay was telling Aika but she was so sure that it must not be known by anyone else aside from the two of them.

I was one of the curious ones. There are 16 of us in the office and aside from me, there are 13 more people who are curious about what they were talking about.

Suddenly Pepay answered, "Don't tell them that I got so drunk and threw up so much".

We all laughed because Aika need not tell us anymore what happened to Pepay. We just discovered the truth from Pepay's mouth. Indeed the fish is baited in its mouth. Funny!