Despite the seemingly randomness and endless misfortunes of the world, there are still some instances or chance occurrences wherein you sense with your heart that fate had conspired to lead you towards something you were always meant to find.
It was a hot day in the summer of 2017 and I was about ready to leave with my small haul of old books from our local bookstore when I took one last look at the counter and saw a large red book sat atop the shelf—the biography of Che Guevara.
I was then a member of the Philippine Collegian and deeply interested in leftist politics and revolutionary ideas. I immediately dropped Ayn Rand, Ernest Hemingway, and John Steinbeck in exchange for a Communist. It felt dangerous—and that was exactly what I was looking for.
I skimmed the preface and discovered that Che was born on June 14th — the same day I had discovered this book at the last second. I then had a gut feeling that this book would lead me towards something special. In hindsight, it absolutely did.
One of the most impressive things about Che Guevara was his desire for the written word even amidst their jungle campaign against the Cuban government. Even after a tiring day running patrols, he would sit in the grass or under a tree to read novels and books on poetry and every so often he would bring out his typewriter to type out letters to his family in Argentina or to document his campaign. I knew then that I absolutely needed a vintage typewriter.
Fast forward three years, we have now sold hundreds of units to our three major islands. We are the only ones in the country to provide a Lifetime Service Warranty for all of our typewriters.
All this would not have happened if I had not read the book. Initially, I had also no intention of starting a business, but Che would never have become ‘Che’ if he had never taken a leap of faith; I was now emboldened to take mine. Fate had conspired.