Category: Personal
Yoga without a mat: How a Filipino kid thrives amid COVID19
An 8-year-old from a remote area joins a Kids Yoga session streamed live. Nicole doesn't have a yoga mat.
Manila lockdown: the upside and lowdown
Getting past the stark realities of our uninspiring leaders, and giving up the urge to hoard or pass on juicy but unverified news are actually opportunities to self-examine
The full story of why I yoga
When I'm not writing or managing newsrooms, I am on a yoga mat. I'm sharing here my parallel journeys as a journalist and as someone who process my human frailties...while I practice yoga.
Central bank gov Nestor Espenilla Jr, my kindred spirit gone too soon
We had several things in common: powerful foes, health woes, and more
About Lala Rimando
I’m a business journalist focused on explaining wealth
Jack Ma (#JackMaXDLSU): Find a good boss, not a good company
"Don't be discouraged when people don't help you. Why should people help you? You should earn the right to be helped."
Goodbye….
Two were lost last weekend: Filipino boxer Manny Pacquiao's bout with Floyd Mayweather, and Evangeline Escobillo's life. "Tita Vangie," as I have called her after we have moved on from our source and reporter roles to being friends, was always full of life that it is hard to imagine she is no longer alive. I consider her one of my most memorable mentors, the kind who have contributed to the shaping of my career as a business journalist.
Timelapse: Sun sets on Makati, Global Fort
Enjoy this feast for the eyes – the changing colors and moods I was blessed to enjoy everyday
Lonely at the top
Having lunch buddies is not a deal breaker, but it does help to have not just a warm body but a friend at the top
Before Thursday
I'm supposed to give my doctor an answer: yes or no.
She’s leaving, too
It is never easy to physically lose anyone. I'm guilty of instinctively giving in to making these milestones in their lives about me.
Airport moments
I let out a big sigh to calm a bit of heartache when I was writing a straight news about Singapore's new terminal facilities.
Struggling not to hate my Blackberry
My Blackberry has been driving me nuts since I first held it in June 2011. It feels old, it's clunky, unintuitive, and lacks battery power. It's a smartphone that does not make me smart.
I miss my best friend
One of my fears is starting to creep on me: losing my best friend. I truly hope and pray you are in good hands and happy -- and that I was just crazy to have even imagined otherwise.
Letting Go
When we first broke the story that former President Cory Aquino was suffering from colon cancer, I made up my mind to let her go. Her strength and integrity as a person far overwhelms her shortcomings as a transition leader in the 80’s. She has lived a full life and her place in history is assured.
Status Update
I navigated around and deleted the “Single” from my Facebook profile page. Immediately, my profile page noted, “Lala is no longer listed as "single." Good. I then sent quick hellos and how-are-you’s to old contacts. I finally went to sleep. Three hours after, I woke up to about 6 unread text messages in my phone. Five of those texts were asking who my new boyfriend is.
Marriage-ready
I read an interesting article a month ago on the phenomenon of inter-marriages between Korean men and Vietnamese women. It read like the 21st century version of mail-to-order brides, except that instead of exchanging snail mails for months or years and pictures thereafter, the whole deal is sealed within five days.
Fish Heads
It was fun looking at my foreigner friend, who visited Manila lately, get uneasy about the sight of a fried milk fish during a dinner in a restaurant at the Greenbelt Mall. He twitched, grimaced, and looked at me as if waiting for a clue if he should call to berate the restaurant manager or grab my hand and dash out the door.
Intimidation
It was an interview that lasted for more than four hours—10am to 2:15pm, to be exact. The first hour was spent with the former general and the talkative lawyer basically taking over. The reason for their presence was obvious: to intimidate us.
Getting away with it
I was driving home my friend at almost midnight when a taxi from the right lane swerved in front of me to make a left turn. As I instinctively pressed the brakes, I noticed that a motorcycle driver was speeding on the left lane and would most likely hit the swerving taxi. I held my breath as I feared for a collision.
