A Narrative of Saunters at UP Sunken Garden



It’s been almost a year since I last set my foot on UP Sunken Garden’s withered grasslands. This place gave me so much to remember. From finding a new love…back to sauntering the pavements and earth in solitude. But what seems to be a supposedly, lonely scenery became a happy, free ardor.



I used to associate Keane’s song “Somewhere only we know” to this place. I sort of claimed that that one certain person and I treasured this place a lot. Why? We first dated here. We spent our Maundy Thursday here. And I fell for him right in here. Like “Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of?”

Yes, it may have been heartbreaking. I may breakdown anytime ‘cause I haven’t done that in quite a while. But I am lucky to be accompanied by a loving friend.



Being here at UP Sunken Garden gave me some sort of a whiplash and a bittersweet reverie. Somehow, the state of freedom smothers the feeling of nostalgia. The wind coupled with some dust alleviates the yearning of being with that person who along the way got lost in translation. The disposition includes the flashbacks – I see him right on the spot where we both sat and talk about the future. He wore a maroon shirt and I donned a yellow top and brown skirt. It was all too vivid for me to remember, how can I forget? I want to go sit on the grass where we sat, but I realized it’s too far from where I stood that time – too far to go back…that it requires the wind to blow him towards my way.

But I have promised myself to never dwell on the memories that will keep me coming back for more. I have promised to pursue my goals right in this place where everything seems calm and serene. It seems like it is a place where I can lash out and be happy. It seems like this place is very conducive to me.

It’s about time to pursue my goals – to study again at UP. I missed my chance one time, now it’s all in me. Probably one of the reasons why I keep on coming back here is that I knew it’s going to be my abode in the next few years… Never mind all the heartbreak I went through. I could probably thank the moment for calling me in to make me realize that I want to study here for MBA.






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