Washed away

The constant rains and winds for the past week have finally taken its toll on the weak entities of this world. People are now getting sick, trees and electric posts have fallen, mountains and roads are being washed away. Just yesterday, the inevitable happened.

The soft soil behind the UPV New Administration Building in Miag-ao fell on the beautifully engineered and ingenuously positioned New Admin Building, bringing with it trees, rocks and grave danger to the staff and personnel of offices located above what we fondly call Mount Olympus. Fortunately, none of the gods or the mere mortals that were there that time got hurt. Physically, at least. Because on my bus ride this morning, I heard tales of terror and traumatic experiences caused by the incident.

Today, affected offices were relocated in order to clean up the debris.

Maybe when the offices are cleaned up, the staff and personnel will go back there and perform business as usual. But will it be so easy to forget the time when your life was literally at risk because of an incomprehensibly located office building? Will people there continue to work knowing the fact that (God forbid) another rain or perhaps a tremor can possibly cause more damage? Will they be so lucky again next time?

Maybe the gods atop Mount Olympus can do something about the risks that their subjects, and they themselves, face each day. After all, they're not exactly immortal.