I have been reading a blog by Jackson Biko these past few days and I think he is my mule. The guy has a beautiful command of language and his articles are flowy, they sound like beautiful music to the heart, a kind of sweetness that can't be tasted..but is so profound you can almost taste it..Now I live for that blog (he is not a demi God but he has a gift!) I can't say am a writer either, am just hungry for word play and honestly enough for validation- which most people also look for but if they read this, would think am a being vain) It somehow comes with my age so forgive me :) I am inspired by an article he wrote about women and even though he is not a woman himself, he attempts to understand us in the way a man does. he gets in to our psyche and tries to redeem/condemn us from a chauvinistic/almost feminist kind of manner and I love it because it brings such a crisp picture of what we are without exploring too much. As a wom...
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I know this is the month of cheer and I am feeling like a giver right now :) So I am going to post my bucket list hoping Santa had not forgotten what I had asked for (I will be waiting at the foot of the chimney) #22. A Jaguar A certain person promised a certain car and I will not let him rest until he provides. Judging from his financial situation I will have to know this person for the rest of my life...I don't have a problem with that considering he is my #project-runaway :) #21. An AG wedding with a divine after party I don't know about you all but I think the big white wedding is just too cliche. I don't want to break a bank to have a wedding, but I will not mind breaking a bank to be unique...hence the grand after party gerrit? And a honeymoon to die for haaaaa(dreamy!) #20.Just enough money to buy me everything I want Vain right? But who does not want money? In the weekend someone told me they just make money to spend money (rat race if...
Whoever said women are their own worst enemies had made a very good observation. I am a woman, I should know but what they forgot to say is that Women are their own biggest source of strength too...and again, I am a woman I know these things. So it annoys me when women critize, disrespect and discredit other women as their source of unhappiness when it comes to men and yet its the man who is more often the one who got this woman into the intricate web in the first place. I am not going to play the blame game here, because a breed of women is coming up that is the most mutated kind the human race has seen ever since. Long gone are the times when women waited to be courted, taken for dates, told sweet nothings and drew on the ground shyly. The bionic woman of today is taking the bull by the horn..they are going for what they want and sometimes it might come off as a little too tacky. So if your man falls victim of this woman, beware she will twist your brains and your man'...
I know it is not the end of 2011 yet but I am having one of those gut feelings that this post is coming at just the right moment....I have told several people that I consider dear to me that this year was the year of epiphany. I have learned things about myself no one could ever have taught me... between struggling to find my niche and living a carefree young person's life I have come to appreciate the following things (and they are a lot of things) That is is OK to say NO See I have been involved in somethings(OK a lot of things) am not so proud of this year. I guess part of the problem is because I cared to much where I was not needed to care and as a result, I always found myself saying YES to everything. Even when it took away a piece of myself every time I partook of it.So next year am saying NO to things I feel are not worth my time. That sometimes it needs a little DARING spirit to get something done ...
I am SCARED..... Of growing up Of hitting a stagnant patch Of disappointments Of trusting too much Of letting people down I am CONSOLED.... That people make mistakes That life is a journey That hitting a rock bottom is the only way to get back UP without slipping That trust is two way That if you don't expect, you will not be disappointed In the PAST I relied on what people thought of me I doubted my abilities I sheltered my heart I focused on the shallow end I thought only as far as my vision of my nose could take me In the PRESENT I am evolving I am garnering strength I am getting a laser focus I am surrounding myself with sun I am getting rid of clutter I am NO LONGER SCARED I am beyond CONSOLED In the FUTURE I continue to seek I find I seek once more I find some more FEAR is a good thing, FEAR is a h...
I must admit I was a big skeptic of ebooks. I love me some hard copy traditional book that I can read word for word, page per page and savour the intensity of the book with every expression and every feeling, with every stroke of the pen (or,mostly computer). But this week I was given an eBook by someone I consider well...I consider nothing of and I was told it was a must read. The books were out of stock in the bookstores and I just had to read it. I was even given an ebook reader that simulates reading a real book( I thought he was really going out of his way to get me to read the book so I said why not?). I read the first page and I was officially inlove. The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel. I broke something, Old Man. How badly is it broken? It's in a million little pieces. I'm afraid I can't help you. Why? There's nothing you can do. Why? It can't be fixed. Why? It's broken beyond repair. It's in a million lit...
I just can't seem to shake the writer's block of late. I was even supposed to have a guest writer because of that but he let me down big time (apparently he was having a slow day! Yeah right! I know what you was doing :)) anyway in this writer's block's bubble, I got to spend sometime with someone last evening and we talked about a lot of things but what caught my ears and part of my heart was his take on love. I know, I know, I have been talking a lot about this subject called LOVE for a long time now but I know for a fact that its insanity is what is keeping the world sane. There are different kinds of LOVE. The love for God, for family, love for friends, love for workmates, love for heroes/heroins and love for a longtime partner.All these differ in quantity and in quality but either way we love. It is one thing God put in us that is so human, so beautiful, so refreshing BUT we abuse it, and for all the wrong reasons.I like how God puts it (or rather the bi...
I know someone, he is a good person in every sense of the word but he has all the wrong things happening to him. It breaks my heart and am helpless. I don't know what to do to console him, ABSOLUTELY nothing. Which leads me to the question, why do bad things happen to good people? I had a debate with my father dearest the other day, and I like my ol'man because he has a wealth of knowledge on almost all subjects. When this debate came up and I was waiting to challenge him (be assured I can argue*chuckle*) here is what he had to say: "God works in mysterious ways. When we have it all, he wants to be sure we keep the faith no matter what. So he allows the devil to play with our faith. Just like he did Job, and the devil will keep throwing things at us, LEFT,RIGHT and CENTER. We might handle the first few things,even ignore them but we have to reach our threshold. Even the finest piece of diamond was curved from extreme pressure. And just like Job, when we overcome and ...
Dear Anonymous, I have not met you, but I know I love you already They say everyone has a soul mate in this lifetime I know you are mine every morning when I wake up and I look for Cupid's hideaway, I hope you are down the street looking at my window...that arrow has to hit me looking at you It just has to. I saw my girlfriend dying out of pain from a broken heart, I saw my neighbour lust after another girl, I saw my teacher looking at those raunchy websites I had to wonder if I was dreaming too much Expecting the unexpected.. Hoping for a doomed course But every time I take a paper and a pen and write the sweet words streaming from my heart and try my best to make my handwriting suitable for you, Imagining your face and your gaze upon my face, I get all the warm fuzzy feelings inside and wish time would stand still My ink bleeds out this hope, not for passion but for truth I know I will meet you someday. I met someone today, they gazed at me and I ...
The ground grew darker, and every time she took a step forward, the more she sank in. There was a reeling pain in her brain and outcry by her body to think straight-She was relying on her body to do the thinking, all she felt was numb despite the excruciating pain she was supposed to feel. It was better not to feel, she had decided. She was going to thrive in her reality and try to break free from everything that had defined her. She was about to be reborn, he had robbed everything she had always held closer to her heart. Hers was a story of regression, from butterfly to Caterpillar, from leaf to bud and she did not know how she had let it happen.How now spirituality, something she had treasured with every inch of her being, seemed so foreign to her. How God had ceased being all knowing and all present and now was just a word so easily spoken off, God. What kind of God would let her sink in so deep like she had? What God would let so many demons dwell in her h...
I have a confession to make, I have had a writer's block ever since I hit the 1000th mark! Sad but true...I tried to write something everyday *and I have had good days* but nothing!! I just kept having stuff on drafts and deleting them completely. I guess I am driven by inspiration and I was not feeling inspired until the weekend happened to me! I have got to say last week was my week. I was in my element alright... I felt happy,needed and loved. I killed some demons I have been facing for a long time now and it felt darn great! My munchkin Chris once told me, NEVER SELL YOURSELF SHORT and I realized I have been doing exactly that. Over and over I had been selling myself short, letting other people's needs come before mine, forgetting my worth along the way...but this weekend I got it back...ALL of it! I don't mean to have a sad mopey story here but I just had to remove that piece of shrapnel from my mind and breathe the fresh air once again:) This post is dedicated to al...
It is Monday mid morning and I absolutely have nothing to do at the office shocker but true-one of those days I use to discover my niche. Like all the people who go with the flow, I hate Mondays.I have never liked one Monday one bit...today's is particularly not my favorite. I woke up and paid my daily dues to God ( I forget sometimes but not on Mondays) *Don't judge I need Him more today than most days*- Moment of weakness. Well in my Monday woes I realized most people probably think like me...once they are done with the relaxing or not so relaxing weekend they hate the fact that they are going back to their humdrum lives- whether its school/work/vocation/ commitment Monday acts as the reminder that things have to be done and they have to be done good.The attitude with taking up this challenge is what matters...Today I choose to ignore it, so sue me :) I choose not to change my mindset on that because it would be easier to pretend am deep and intelligent bu...
I was home for a brief moment (OK well, from Thur to Sunday).... I loved the feeling! I soaked every drop of rain, took in awe every scenery, listened in admiration at every sound....what can I say? It had been a minute since I had gone home.It's the first time going home that I did not snooze the whole way going. Well blaming two things, an awesome read, and the music I had on me...too too good ( I can still not get over the Maroon 5 new album- I am in awe). I have to write about the book I was reading a book by a lady I was recently introduced to-thanks to my avid reader BFF. She can write...for the first time in a long time (seems I have had a lot of firsts *chuckle*) I have been soaked on every page of a book I have read....Oh my God I lived to survive the war she was writing about, I knew the characters on a personal note, I cried with them, laughed with them fell in love in a span of 4 days...I could not put the book down. The author am talking ab...
I enjoy writing. Plain and simpe .I would say its the easiest thing that comes naturally to me next to breathing. I write about everything and anything that inspires me. It has always not been the case, mine has been a scalable process. If you have been an avid reader to my blog you would notice my writing tends to shift from style to style, sometimes am witty and funny, sometimes I employ sarcism, sometimes I write like a girl my age would and sometimes...well most of the times now I write deep stuff. During these moments I search my soul for that voice that would not normally come out. I realize I have multipal personalities...all of which play well with my environment. Today I have been inspired by a man I have never met. A man I have only heard about. A man who put all this creativity into good use early in life and made sure he had paid God his dues. This man might be a cliche name today but be as it may, he reperesents so many things in my life that I have not been able to figu...
criticism [ˈkrɪtɪˌsɪzəm] n 1. the act or an instance of making an unfavorable or severe judgment, comment, etc. That is what the English dictionary makes of criticism. The act of making an unfavorable or severe judgement, comment...harsh huh? I don't think so. As human beings we thrive on praise. When we do something we expect people to clap and beam at our magnificence, to melt at or ingenious self, to bow at our awesomeness because we think we have outdone ourselves. But it is those who value criticism who prevail in this life. It requires being beyond human to accept and embrace criticism and to pick what is good critism and what is not. I am a 20 something year old who is still very inexperienced in a lot of things in life. I still go for the bad boy instead of the nice boy even after being hurt, I still hurt my friends without knowing how to be sensitive to their needs, I still think my mother is being obnoxious when she tells me I need to be presentable...
It has been ages since I blogged! Well not entirely my fault now is it? Well in this period of time some changes have been effected in the company :) Employees who have been spending time on the net 'developing their social and writing skills' were nabbed and yes, you got it right I was among them :) Lets take a journey to the beginning,...a month ago, the networking department installed a firewall called cyber-roam, naive IT birds like me asked why this was being made mandatory and I was told it was just so that the company would protect itself from harmful internet content, because I am a loyal employee ;) I supported this move to facilitate efficiency for the organization-after all we are working to get recognized out there and am a hardworking employee- After that, life continued and smoothly :) Fast forward to one month later, I get off from a meeting and head home at around mid-day, I was not feeling so well and therefore the detour was necessary. The meeting had gone ...
Love thy neighbor as you love thy self. Simple rule of life..that for you to love your neighbor it has to start with the attitude you carry for yourself. Many people say they love, they are in love and they have fallen, but with what? looks, money, the arrogant flair he does things with? Easy to say but rarely easy to achieve in totally. In this journey of life I have embarked in finding out what it really means to love thine self....so I will try and break it down:) When you love yourself you think highly of yourself I don't mean that you treat others with disrespect, that you look down upon them because they don't have what you have..what I mean is that you learn how to assert yourself, that you learn to differentiate between respect and humiliation, that you know your capabilities and you work on them, that you know your flaws and embrace them with the mindset of making yourself a better person, that you learn to face your demons every waking day with the support systems...
I love this new blogger template so clean and clutter free and has a white background!(If you know me you would know I have a self proclaimed OCD for white and anything that reminds me of clean :$ ) Anyway not the agenda of the day. Yesterday I had a very interesting conversation with a friend of mine who decided to deport himself to Pakistan. I sought to find out if its anything I hear on CNN, Like Africa is commonly stereotyped as having people languishing in poverty, yet Nigeria has someone on the Forbes 100 most richest and influential people in the world~shakingmyhead~ some serious poverty that is (not saying we don't have problems). Turns out Pakistan is the place to be, even has a beach to die for...next holiday destination once I get my pay check Yes I just rolled my eyes :) so shoot me!!! He was bored and sleepy so he attempted to engage me in a rather interesting conversation on general things but what struck me most is our conversation on religion and homosexuality.....
Another day, another Friday...been an eventful week and I loved every bit of it considering I had two Mondays in one week! I have been postponing this post for the longest time, creating drafts then deleting them then telling myself that's not the right story to tell and what not but hey, I can write whatever I want, what comes from the heart...that way I remain true to self and I get to let the rest of the world in to experience things the way I see them in my eyes :) So I have been home alone from yesterday and in that daze I get a phone call from someone I did not expect! Considering ours is a business relationship, I picked the call and leaned back on my seat waiting to hear the progress of our business..shock horror! guy starts his own stories, at first am still trying to stabilize myself to hear if am having things play in my ear right and YES i was right, he goes on and on and on about how he likes me and all this time am reading in between the lines thinking fool! When am...
So yesterday, I was talking to a friend of mine whom I have not spoken to in ages and he tells me, 'sup madam blogger???' Imagine the surprise on my face! I have kept this blog confined to a select few, so for him to have told me that he even had bookmarked it almost moved me to tears.....(ok am exaggerating but I was touched) and two of my friends' girlfriends have been reading every time I update:) .The response to my blog and the comments keep me going on with the writing; not the response I expected and I love it,like one person said, I must be on to something!....Enough of that, today am taking a trip down memory lane... Way back when I was a tot, we moved around a lot, *clearly pointing fingers at my dad's job*. I hated moving around because it meant I had to leave so many friends behind and start afresh. So in this case we devised ways of coping..... I have already established that my mama is a strict one, hence the insatiable need for us to break loose and jus...