Just recently I was able to watch a documentary on a local news channel about discovering the true identity of the infamous writer, Bob Ong, And though I am a big fan of his works, I wasn’t really aware that he maintained his anonymity through out all these years given his legion of fans and a bunch of best sellers to boast for, and I guess that made me respect him even more.

Bob Ong is a true-blue Filipino writer who writes in Filipino with a bit of Taglish for flavor, as quoted in one of his books “Kung ako ay isang walang kwentang manunulat, english ang isusulat ko, para kahit anu anu ang sabihin ko hindi na nila mahahalata.. Kaya nga ako nagsulat sa tagalog para maintindihan ng mambabasa ang lahat ng sinasabi ko.”. He has such a simple and relaxed style that makes it easy for me, who’s not very fond of reading, to get hooked and even be inspired to write as well. I’m sure many were.

It was the last day of my four-day stay with the Namoc Family at Brgy. Busao, Bohol and I was still tinkering with the possibility of extending my sojourn by filing an additional leave and re-booking a flight from Tagbilaran City straight to Manila. But alas my prolonged absence from the office would equate to piles and piles of work that needed to be done upon my return, so I decided that it was best to just stick with the original plan