We are engrossed in each others eyes.
Cannot see the flaws nor any lies.
Conversations are filled with giggles and laughter.
As it is life cannot be any better.
Happy second month anniversary.
Aawwww You dint have to baby.
Yes I did because your my lady.
Life is sweet and dandy.
few months down the line we realize we are different.
What you like and what I want are different.
We start arguing because our opinions are different.
Our ideals, our lifestyle, our virtues all different.
Things are not as they were.
We were friends, we were at par.
Now the fights are a common occurrence.
Arguments our usual indulgence.
a new lease of life can be lived
the difference, likes and dislikes inter weaved
When you think you know someone and a different side is shown
just means there's more to learn and add to what's known
we don't have to find middle ground in everything
we are not raw material waiting for processing
we are whole individuals with different personalities
with you I know there are harmonious possibilities
When living as out natural selves
we express love's boundless and harmonious qualities
When we pick demands from the shelf
we risk corrupting our mentalities
Our possibilities are endless if we live from our true nature
not about getting our own way but of understanding with compassion
Timeless love is endless, creative and prolific - beautiful picture
Deep love is more than just romance or passion.
No one is perfect and we reap what we sow
We receive what we are willing to give
When conflict knocks may the love remain
When all is lost may love hold us together.......
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
The Flower......
The flower from the bud grows
It gradually but surely produces petals, pretty fragile petals
Grows tall above the ground in knew for a while
away from the zone of mediocrity to a higher conformity, the unknown.
It's is not afraid to be seen by the world despite the repercussions
It's not afraid of the bee that may feed from its nectar
It's not afraid to be trampled on or plucked from its stem,
It blooms as if it boasting of its colors, its beauty, its fragrance and elegance
The flower from the bud grows,
It does not take a day or two to bloom
Its much longer, time is of the essence
Its parts are carefully intertwined and woven
the grand finale is a treasure to take for pleasure
with no equivalent measure, you can stare for leisure
The flower from the bud grows
Without time taken, thats faking the beauty in the making
It needs the water, the sun, the care, the pamper.
To be embraced in its totality, the beauty for the world to see.
Love like the flower needs time to grow
It needs to be pampered, shared and embraced
Not afraid of the repercussions of vulnerability
It holds fast to trust and mutual respect
Love like the flower........
It gradually but surely produces petals, pretty fragile petals
Grows tall above the ground in knew for a while
away from the zone of mediocrity to a higher conformity, the unknown.
It's is not afraid to be seen by the world despite the repercussions
It's not afraid of the bee that may feed from its nectar
It's not afraid to be trampled on or plucked from its stem,
It blooms as if it boasting of its colors, its beauty, its fragrance and elegance
The flower from the bud grows,
It does not take a day or two to bloom
Its much longer, time is of the essence
Its parts are carefully intertwined and woven
the grand finale is a treasure to take for pleasure
with no equivalent measure, you can stare for leisure
The flower from the bud grows
Without time taken, thats faking the beauty in the making
It needs the water, the sun, the care, the pamper.
To be embraced in its totality, the beauty for the world to see.
Love like the flower needs time to grow
It needs to be pampered, shared and embraced
Not afraid of the repercussions of vulnerability
It holds fast to trust and mutual respect
Love like the flower........
Monday, September 8, 2008
So far....
She calls just to say hi
I miss her too, she knows,
Everyday i realize the compromise that closed my eyes
there lies the miles, the distance between us and how time flies.
her eyes, the smiles, her hair, the style, her face all the while no bile
I remember like yesterday, the way she came to pay,
not a visit but a home stay, to portray not betray
the love deep inside, the love I couldn't hide,
the love that may cost us the rest of our lives.
Why did she leave, though she had to.
Why did she go, she knew she ought to.
To be with me one day once more is the creme dream, the prime thing
I will see her I know and its not about the cash, the benjamins or the dough
Its her H-E-A-R-T for Eternity.
she knows or knows not, the thought or plot.
A little information will go along way in due time.
The essence of my being, I cannot verbalize but i strategize as i spit the cool vybes
as i contemplate and appreciate the entirety of her soul, the quality of a her as a whole
She is the one i know for sure.
The one I would one to spend the rest of my life with the one i will
maybe, perhaps...marry? Will she have me?
So far........
I miss her too, she knows,
Everyday i realize the compromise that closed my eyes
there lies the miles, the distance between us and how time flies.
her eyes, the smiles, her hair, the style, her face all the while no bile
I remember like yesterday, the way she came to pay,
not a visit but a home stay, to portray not betray
the love deep inside, the love I couldn't hide,
the love that may cost us the rest of our lives.
Why did she leave, though she had to.
Why did she go, she knew she ought to.
To be with me one day once more is the creme dream, the prime thing
I will see her I know and its not about the cash, the benjamins or the dough
Its her H-E-A-R-T for Eternity.
she knows or knows not, the thought or plot.
A little information will go along way in due time.
The essence of my being, I cannot verbalize but i strategize as i spit the cool vybes
as i contemplate and appreciate the entirety of her soul, the quality of a her as a whole
She is the one i know for sure.
The one I would one to spend the rest of my life with the one i will
maybe, perhaps...marry? Will she have me?
So far........
Saturday, August 30, 2008
The end......
The end of the month is here. She waited for it.Yes indeed. For other reasons other than the remuneration benefits too. With the end comes the beginning. The beginning of of additional tertiary education, the beginning of another month, the beginning of new goals to set and others to achieve.
The end is only the beginning, so they say.So it shall be then. A beginning.
The end is only the beginning, so they say.So it shall be then. A beginning.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Happiness.......
Whether bliss or contentment,
it delights the human soul.
Be it the joy emotion,
Gladness is its goal.
A dose of it motivates you,
Inspires and elevates your spirit.
Denoted by smiles or laughs,
quite contagious, you will definitely feel it.
Happiness,
it's source disputed by quite a few.
Material or status,
An argument not new.
For some it is religion or ethics;
For others it is health or genes.
Yet others being optimistic,
just get it by whatever means.
Whatever your reason may be,
the circumstance or situation,
Choose to be happy and pass it along.
Then you are on the way to self actualization.
Monday, August 11, 2008
R.I.P Bernie Mac.............
Born Bernard Jeffery McCullough in Chicago in 1957, the actor began his showbiz career as a stand-up comedian in the local Cotton Pickin' Club. He starred in Transformers, the Ocean's Eleven films and his own Award-winning sitcom The Bernie Mac Show, which is based on his own life as caretaker of his sister's kids.
The 50-year-old comedian, passed away on Saturday morning at Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago, Illinois, a week after being admitted to the medical centre. Bernie Mac's family had expected him to fully recover from the bout of pneumonia that put him in a hospital three weeks ago, his daughter said Sunday. However, Je'niece Childress said that as time passed she and her mother braced for the possibility that he could die.
News of the actor's illness emerged at the start of the month, but his publicist Danica Smith released a number of statements earlier this week playing down reports of Mac's deteriorating health.
At one point, Smith had to dismiss claims Mac had died, and on Thursday she said the actor was "in a stable condition" and was "responding well to treatment". She even predicted he would be released from hospital within weeks.
But the star - who had also been suffering from sarcoidosis, a tissue inflammation disease, since 1983 - died on Saturday after experiencing complications from pneumonia, reports TMZ.com.
In a statement issued hours after his passing, his representative said, "Actor/comedian Bernie Macpassed away this morning from complications due to pneumonia in a Chicago area hospital. No other details are available at this time. We ask that his family's privacy continues to be respected."
Je'niece Childress said Mac, who maintained a home in the south Chicago suburb of Frankfort, was a loving father, husband and grandfather. Childress, 30, is Mac's only child. Her mother, Rhonda McCullough, and Mac were married for 32 years, she said. Childress has a 1-year-old daughter.
"He was a hard man and he made no apologies for that," Childress said. "When it came to me and my mother and my daughter he was the softest."
Bernie Mac will be remembered as a comedian that refused to change his image for Hollywood and as a mature comedian who is very intelligent, very engaging in his TV, movie and stand-up appearances.
Again, The Bernie Mac cause of death seems to be complications of pneumonia, and at 50, it is sad that we have lost one of our edgy comedians.
Friday, August 8, 2008
08-08-08.......New Beginnings.....
The great divide, the toil has almost ended. Seven days have gone by. She was in the brink of giving in. Giving up. It was too tiring. She grew weary by the day. The sun that shone mercilessly above her did not relent as she worked the land. She almost passed out. She heaved, sighed, and looked up as if her pleading eyes could pull a cloud over the bright sun.
She thought of it no more. She wanted no more. It began with a purpose, with a reason. Now it was hopeless and of no use. Resigning to her humble makeshift shaft was the best she could do for herself and her little ones.
“Gold they said. We would find gold. How could I be so stupid as to believe them? All they wanted was cheap labor,“ she soliloquized.
She sneered and spit in the ground and went on digging. They had travelled far and wide in search for wealth. She was easily lured by the dangling dollars that were cast in her face. They told her she would be so rich that she wouldn’t have to work again. They said it would only take a few hours. But seven days were not a few hours. They were days, many days. Her hunger new no bounds. She had been able to ignore herself and feed the little ones. They did not need to suffer like that. She resolved to make it better for them.
The sun was finally going down in the horizon. She was glad now. She even managed a smile. She knew she was close. But she could only hope. They were told to retire to their homes. But she stayed on. She went on digging. So they left her behind on her own and in the dark. It seemed that nothing could stop her now. The little ones were in bed. She heard them playing no more. She dug on as she hummed an old hymn to herself.
Her arms ached but she did not rest. She worked through the night until dawn. She was down almost eight feet. Beads of sweat dripped from her face. She wiped her brow with mud stained hands. She thought of her little ones. They were alone in the shelter. In the makeshift house. But soon she would be with them. It was almost day break. She dug with more urgency, like a new strength had overcome her.
CLANK! Finally! She dug around the object. It was a stone. A big stone. She took a hoe and broke the stone. There was nothing in one half. She disintegrated the other half and a gleam in her eyes could not express the joy in her heart. She had struck gold.
The people joined her in the hole, the dug around for more. That day, the eighth day, excitement was in the air. For the lady that had worked all night had paved the way for new beginnings.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Young love...............
Young Love is one subject that affects all.
Old and young, big and small.
It comes with indescribable feeling.
Words to explain can reach the ceiling.
Those who have felt it can tell.
For those who haven't, it's a spell.
Young Love dispels all fear.
Any doubt that may be near.
It may blind those who see.
And disarm the powers that be.
It causes one to melt inside.
To wave and move like the ocean's tide.
Young Love is vivacious and alive.
In a hateful world it can thrive.
It may last beyond Cupids arrow.
If pierced in the bone marrow.
It may be a genuine mistake.
Or a feeling that is quite fake.
Young Love do not despair.
Is catching on in the air.
Striking all who come its way.
Embracing those who are at it's bay.
Welcoming the old and the new.
In it's fold are many not few.
Old and young, big and small.
It comes with indescribable feeling.
Words to explain can reach the ceiling.
Those who have felt it can tell.
For those who haven't, it's a spell.
Young Love dispels all fear.
Any doubt that may be near.
It may blind those who see.
And disarm the powers that be.
It causes one to melt inside.
To wave and move like the ocean's tide.
Young Love is vivacious and alive.
In a hateful world it can thrive.
It may last beyond Cupids arrow.
If pierced in the bone marrow.
It may be a genuine mistake.
Or a feeling that is quite fake.
Young Love do not despair.
Is catching on in the air.
Striking all who come its way.
Embracing those who are at it's bay.
Welcoming the old and the new.
In it's fold are many not few.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Young love...............chapter 12......
What I feel can be described in color,
it's Red.
What I feel can be described in shapes,
it's a heart.
What i feel can be described in symbols,
it's *&^%$#@"
What i feel can be described in gestures,
it's in my eyes.
What i feel can be described by voice,
it's my giggles.
What I feel cannot be described by words,
it's young love.
it's Red.
What I feel can be described in shapes,
it's a heart.
What i feel can be described in symbols,
it's *&^%$#@"
What i feel can be described in gestures,
it's in my eyes.
What i feel can be described by voice,
it's my giggles.
What I feel cannot be described by words,
it's young love.
Young love...............chapter 11......
I don't want to go,
yet I should.
I don't want to leave,
but I must.
I won't forget the memories made.
Reminisce about time spent together.
Your gaze in my eyes so clear.
Your blush at my look so dear.
I love you and always will.
Until we meet again,
Let young love hold still.
yet I should.
I don't want to leave,
but I must.
I won't forget the memories made.
Reminisce about time spent together.
Your gaze in my eyes so clear.
Your blush at my look so dear.
I love you and always will.
Until we meet again,
Let young love hold still.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Young love...............chapter 10......
Your eyes,
twinkle like the sun when I see you.
Your face,
Turns cute red when you look at me.
Your feet,
making circles on the ground of.....
Your smile,
Melting. Gripping. Undeniably beautiful.
Your touch,
Soft and tender.
Your laugh,
Contagious.
Your love,
Young and unpretentious.
twinkle like the sun when I see you.
Your face,
Turns cute red when you look at me.
Your feet,
making circles on the ground of.....
Your smile,
Melting. Gripping. Undeniably beautiful.
Your touch,
Soft and tender.
Your laugh,
Contagious.
Your love,
Young and unpretentious.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Young love...............chapter 9......
You are that kind of girl,
The kind that others would envy,
The kind that other men would chase,
Please say yes to me.
You are that kind of girl,
The kind I don't want to say bye to,
The kind I want to be with always,
You will say yes won't you?
You are that kind of girl,
The kind that I propose to,
The kind that takes my breathe away,
Thanks for saying yes.
You are that kind of girl,
The kind I want to walk with in the streets,
The kind I want to blush at.
Am glad you said yes to me.
The kind that others would envy,
The kind that other men would chase,
Please say yes to me.
You are that kind of girl,
The kind I don't want to say bye to,
The kind I want to be with always,
You will say yes won't you?
You are that kind of girl,
The kind that I propose to,
The kind that takes my breathe away,
Thanks for saying yes.
You are that kind of girl,
The kind I want to walk with in the streets,
The kind I want to blush at.
Am glad you said yes to me.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Young love...............chapter 8......
Young love thrives in his heart
He takes her out
beautiful restaurant
all she deserves
He is mesmerized by her beauty
She elegantly seats,
Eats gracefully
Smiles breathtakingly.
A picture so beautiful
Must have taken time to create
He thanks God for his treasure
Magnificent beauty
Confident posture
Welcome Humor
Lovely company
Attentive too to what I say
All in One package
hard to find
The best to keep.
He takes her out
beautiful restaurant
all she deserves
He is mesmerized by her beauty
She elegantly seats,
Eats gracefully
Smiles breathtakingly.
A picture so beautiful
Must have taken time to create
He thanks God for his treasure
Magnificent beauty
Confident posture
Welcome Humor
Lovely company
Attentive too to what I say
All in One package
hard to find
The best to keep.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Young love...............chapter7......
The things he does for me
From a willing heart.
Makes me smile within
and know I have a special part
to play in his life.
She looks at me with tender eyes
I cannot resist her stare.
Her smile makes my heart bleed for her.
I have reason to make excuses
just to see her one more time.
He is handsome.
His beautiful eyes.
His soft silky hair.
Her looks could kill.
She is beautiful in every way.
She brings the best out of me.
From a willing heart.
Makes me smile within
and know I have a special part
to play in his life.
She looks at me with tender eyes
I cannot resist her stare.
Her smile makes my heart bleed for her.
I have reason to make excuses
just to see her one more time.
He is handsome.
His beautiful eyes.
His soft silky hair.
Her looks could kill.
She is beautiful in every way.
She brings the best out of me.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Young love...............chapter6......
Look into my eyes,
Look into my heart,
Deep down in my soul,
You will see
You will know
Its all there.
No doubt about it.
I can almost shout it.
What I feel is real.
What I feel is true.
Defined and sure.
In you I find myself.
With you I am free.
Look deep down.
You will see.
The love that grows.
It grows from deep within.
Look into my heart,
Deep down in my soul,
You will see
You will know
Its all there.
No doubt about it.
I can almost shout it.
What I feel is real.
What I feel is true.
Defined and sure.
In you I find myself.
With you I am free.
Look deep down.
You will see.
The love that grows.
It grows from deep within.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Young Love..............................Chapter 5
Depart not from me,
Be near me all the time.
I miss you lots you see,
My love for you is prime.
Not one day goes by,
When thoughts are not of you.
My heart my oh my,
Beats as a tom tom does too.
This young love don't die,
It glows on and on.
Not just coz your fly,
but also no con.
Be near me all the time.
I miss you lots you see,
My love for you is prime.
Not one day goes by,
When thoughts are not of you.
My heart my oh my,
Beats as a tom tom does too.
This young love don't die,
It glows on and on.
Not just coz your fly,
but also no con.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Young Love ..........................chapter 4....
Looking into her eyes.
Gazing deep within.
Into her soul.
Young love lies in there.
Untamed. Alive.Intense.
Gazing deep within.
Into her soul.
Young love lies in there.
Untamed. Alive.Intense.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Young Love ..........................chapter 3....
She cannot stop thinking about him.
He is so close yet so far.
Cupid really outdid himself that time.
Shot right through the right place.
They had feelings for each other for a while.
Non told the other.
They each hoped they would feel the same.
One day the beans were spilled.
Their bond only got stronger.
Everyday she is glad for the love shared.
She gets excited at meeting him.
Cannot hold herself back from him.
She is smitten.
Each moment together is treasured.
She misses him and he, her.
He is so close yet so far.
Cupid really outdid himself that time.
Shot right through the right place.
They had feelings for each other for a while.
Non told the other.
They each hoped they would feel the same.
One day the beans were spilled.
Their bond only got stronger.
Everyday she is glad for the love shared.
She gets excited at meeting him.
Cannot hold herself back from him.
She is smitten.
Each moment together is treasured.
She misses him and he, her.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Young love ...........chapter 2.......
young love is super
every minute counts
every conversation is important
every kiss
every gaze into each others eyes
every moment spent together
its like a taste of heaven
a fragrance so sweet
a time to be treasured
every minute counts
every conversation is important
every kiss
every gaze into each others eyes
every moment spent together
its like a taste of heaven
a fragrance so sweet
a time to be treasured
Young love ...........chapter 1.......
He stares at the TV screen and loves it. He has found new love.
He stares and cannot stop smiling, the effects of young love.
Budding from a tiny seedling
Growing gradually yet steadily to a blooming flower.
Such is young love.
Of similar interests they are.
She loves the TV scene.
Working all day is no object.
The product of young love.
She makes him have something to look forward to.
He makes her want to see him again.
The effects of young love.
He stares and cannot stop smiling, the effects of young love.
Budding from a tiny seedling
Growing gradually yet steadily to a blooming flower.
Such is young love.
Of similar interests they are.
She loves the TV scene.
Working all day is no object.
The product of young love.
She makes him have something to look forward to.
He makes her want to see him again.
The effects of young love.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
freiends forever?.......
If theres one thing that has puzzled me is my inability to hang onto friends.......Don't get me wrong. I have the friends.. in different categories...
Take for examples the iCoolers. I hang out with them most Sundays...... we are tight n everything ...they have plot. I am definitely having fun when i am with them.
Then there are my girlfriends. They are guys for starters. heheheh. but are very cool to hang out with. When am with them i am engrossed in discussions on relationships or am in a salsa dancing session :-)
Then there are the girls. I have had various girls for tight friends at different points in my life. When I am with her or sometimes them, we are an ice cream joint or watching a soapy movie. If we are talking, we are discussing guys.....lol
There is the cell group. We hang out Friday.ours is more of a spiritual bond than anything else.
There are the workmates. We are sort of the same age and everything. We may have lunch together. But we mostly hang out in the office everyone doing their own thing and yet we interact cracking jokes and laughing;making our time in the office as "enriching" as possible.
There are the schoolmates. Mainly ex-school mates, since I graduated. They......we had this discussion group which held us together till we graduated. Do we still link up? Well.....
Then there are the rest.......whom I have not really categorized. These guys are the flavor i need to go through everyday. They are random therefore we meet randomly! I can hala at them anytime of day or night and they are there.....
So yer i guess i'll have friends forever.....
Take for examples the iCoolers. I hang out with them most Sundays...... we are tight n everything ...they have plot. I am definitely having fun when i am with them.
Then there are my girlfriends. They are guys for starters. heheheh. but are very cool to hang out with. When am with them i am engrossed in discussions on relationships or am in a salsa dancing session :-)
Then there are the girls. I have had various girls for tight friends at different points in my life. When I am with her or sometimes them, we are an ice cream joint or watching a soapy movie. If we are talking, we are discussing guys.....lol
There is the cell group. We hang out Friday.ours is more of a spiritual bond than anything else.
There are the workmates. We are sort of the same age and everything. We may have lunch together. But we mostly hang out in the office everyone doing their own thing and yet we interact cracking jokes and laughing;making our time in the office as "enriching" as possible.
There are the schoolmates. Mainly ex-school mates, since I graduated. They......we had this discussion group which held us together till we graduated. Do we still link up? Well.....
Then there are the rest.......whom I have not really categorized. These guys are the flavor i need to go through everyday. They are random therefore we meet randomly! I can hala at them anytime of day or night and they are there.....
So yer i guess i'll have friends forever.....
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
What was, now is not......... :-(
Born May 6th 2008, she was light but just right. Her beautiful eyes filled with ambition and possibilities. She got accustomed fast to my touch. I cared for her. Washed her. Fed her.
Day by day we grew closer and closer. Whenever our eyes met, I could feel the bond between us. I would imagine a thought and she would make it happen for me.
At a very young age she surpassed my wildest imaginations. She brought gusto and life where there was none.She made everyday worth looking forward to.
Our love for each other grew with every passing moment.
One fateful day, June 14th 2008, she died. Just a little over a month old. She had so much potential stored within her. So much zeal. So much, yet she was no more............
As much as she is not with me physically, she will always be part of me...........R.I.P
Day by day we grew closer and closer. Whenever our eyes met, I could feel the bond between us. I would imagine a thought and she would make it happen for me.
At a very young age she surpassed my wildest imaginations. She brought gusto and life where there was none.She made everyday worth looking forward to.
Our love for each other grew with every passing moment.
One fateful day, June 14th 2008, she died. Just a little over a month old. She had so much potential stored within her. So much zeal. So much, yet she was no more............
As much as she is not with me physically, she will always be part of me...........R.I.P
Thursday, May 22, 2008
LOVE.............
Love isn’t always courteous. Don’t expect it to knock on your door. If it barges in welcome it all the same;
Love may not always gently sweep you off your feet. It may roughly pull the rug from under your feet - don’t be mad, let it sooth your sore behind;
Love may not always ask for your permission, it may cunningly and stealthily warm its way in to your heart. When it does don’t b surprised, pretend you were expecting it and make some room;
Love will not always beg you to take it in, it’s up to u to take chance, take your time but remember someone else may take the claim;
Love will not always be a smooth road, but remember there's two of you to bear the course;
Love may not fulfill your expectations. It is for u to tell the difference between fantasy and reality;
And as someone once told me - just because someone doesn’t love you in the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they’ve got;
Love is love and when we look beyond the uncertainty, it’s a beautiful thing.
----Nicole Agness Gichuhi
Love may not always gently sweep you off your feet. It may roughly pull the rug from under your feet - don’t be mad, let it sooth your sore behind;
Love may not always ask for your permission, it may cunningly and stealthily warm its way in to your heart. When it does don’t b surprised, pretend you were expecting it and make some room;
Love will not always beg you to take it in, it’s up to u to take chance, take your time but remember someone else may take the claim;
Love will not always be a smooth road, but remember there's two of you to bear the course;
Love may not fulfill your expectations. It is for u to tell the difference between fantasy and reality;
And as someone once told me - just because someone doesn’t love you in the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they’ve got;
Love is love and when we look beyond the uncertainty, it’s a beautiful thing.
----Nicole Agness Gichuhi
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Moving out.......
The nudge is strongly felt by the eaglet as her mother tries kicking her out of the nest.....ok not kicking out, excuse me. As her mother tries helping her grow to a mature eaglet who fends for herself.
The eaglet though little, has already grown the wings for flight. All she needs to do is to take the first leap and fly into the open sky. She is scared. Perhaps terrified. Though she will be known as the queen of the sky for her fierceness, she is apprehensive of the uncertainties that lay ahead.
She trips on the edge of the nest and almost falls. She quickly grabs hold of some twigs with her grown talons. The mother nods her head in despair. When will the daughter begin to fly she wonders? She nostalgically remembers her first flight. She was forcefully pecked (not kissed because birds have beaks- so this is painful) by her mother on her head repeatedly until she took it no more and fell off the nest. Then in a panic she lifted her wings and the wind lifted her off the ground as if in response to her wish.
Her daughter still in the nest is undecided. But the mother is patient; she won't force her to leave if she is not ready to. She won't result to pecking on the head as was done to her. She will gently nudge.
Then one day the eaglet looks over the nest for the very first time. Maybe in anticipation, maybe in fear. She decides that her time has come to take the first leap. She tries to stretch her wings but the nest constrains her. She takes one step forward toward the edge of the nest. Her mother looks on, tears beginning to fall on her cheeks (or whatever it is birds have). The eaglet looks back at her mother. She searches for reassurance. The mother whispers that everything will be ok.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Paradigm Shift........
Waiting ... still waiting. Days have come and gone. Weeks, Months, almost a year now. She waits patiently for the day that it will all happen. Hanging on the last sea weed for what she has known as her life. She inquires. She probes. She requests. She begins to think that she is nagging and begging. She stops. Gives up. Let's go of her hold in life- the sea weed.
In despair, she gasps for air. The water fills her lungs. She does not want to go down this way. The eyes sting when she tries to open them to see how far down she has gone. There is something else falling with her. Her hands grope around to feel what it is. OUCH.....maybe a sting. Hopefully not fatal. She reaches out more cautiously. Just to feel it. She touches it and recoils waiting to feel another sting. No pain. She touches again. It’s rough. Not as hard as a rock though. Slowly moving toward the object filled with mixed emotions. She is scared but exhilarated. She reaches out again. It's not there. She must have moved in the wrong direction she believes.
After a few more tries of identifying the mysterious object, she gives up and so do her lungs. She collapses in a tiny heap on the sea bed. She was so close yet so far. She could have found the object but she did not.
The waters frown at the face of death taking its toll on weary beings. However death does not blame itself.” It’s not my fault that hope was lost", it says. The waters tremble as if breathing heavily. Gradually lifting the heap from the bottom of the sea. Now it feels like it’s a storm brewing. The body has been spat out of the water and onto the land.
All along the sea weed was on the edge of the land. The sea weed was a branch that sprouted from the rocks. The girl coughs and spits to remove the water within her. She opens her eyes. The bright light causes her to squint. Its day break and she is alive. Out of the water and onto the land. She looks behind her and sees the sea weed. Her sea weed. While holding on to the sea weed her back was turned to the land. She dint see it. But she is glad the water did.
Standing shakily she decides to take steps forward. Steps of faith. Not knowing what lies in the land she was thrown into, but knowing there is hope. She is not drowning any more.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Great turn offs??????
HE : Can I buy you a drink?
SHE : Actually I'd rather have the money.
HE : I'm a photographer. I've been looking for a face like yours.
SHE : I'm a plastic surgeon. I've been looking for a face like yours.
HE : Hi. Didn't we go on a date once? Or was it twice?
SHE : Must've been once. I never make the same mistake twice.
HE : How did you get to be so beautiful?
SHE : I must've been given your share.
HE : Will you go out with me this Saturday?
SHE : Sorry. I'm having a headache this weekend.
HE : Your face must turn a few heads.
SHE : And your face must turn a few stomachs.
HE : Go on ,don't be shy. Ask me out.
SHE : Okay, get out.
HE : I think I could make you very happy.
SHE : Why? Are you leaving?
HE : What would you say if I asked you to marry me?
SHE : Nothing. I can't talk and laugh at the same time.
HE : Can I have your name?
SHE : Why? Don't you already have one?
HE : Shall we go see a movie?
SHE : I've already seen it.
HE : Where have you been all my life?
SHE : Hiding from you.
HE : Haven't I seen you some place before?
SHE : Yes. That's why I don't go there anymore.
HE : Is this seat empty?
SHE : Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.
HE : So, what do you do for a living?
SHE : I'm a female impersonator.
HE : Hey baby, what's your sign?
SHE : Do not enter.
HE : Your body is like a temple.
SHE : Sorry, there are no services today.
HE : If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.
SHE : If I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing..
SHE : Actually I'd rather have the money.
HE : I'm a photographer. I've been looking for a face like yours.
SHE : I'm a plastic surgeon. I've been looking for a face like yours.
HE : Hi. Didn't we go on a date once? Or was it twice?
SHE : Must've been once. I never make the same mistake twice.
HE : How did you get to be so beautiful?
SHE : I must've been given your share.
HE : Will you go out with me this Saturday?
SHE : Sorry. I'm having a headache this weekend.
HE : Your face must turn a few heads.
SHE : And your face must turn a few stomachs.
HE : Go on ,don't be shy. Ask me out.
SHE : Okay, get out.
HE : I think I could make you very happy.
SHE : Why? Are you leaving?
HE : What would you say if I asked you to marry me?
SHE : Nothing. I can't talk and laugh at the same time.
HE : Can I have your name?
SHE : Why? Don't you already have one?
HE : Shall we go see a movie?
SHE : I've already seen it.
HE : Where have you been all my life?
SHE : Hiding from you.
HE : Haven't I seen you some place before?
SHE : Yes. That's why I don't go there anymore.
HE : Is this seat empty?
SHE : Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.
HE : So, what do you do for a living?
SHE : I'm a female impersonator.
HE : Hey baby, what's your sign?
SHE : Do not enter.
HE : Your body is like a temple.
SHE : Sorry, there are no services today.
HE : If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.
SHE : If I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing..
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
So its over.....
When a relationship that you thought would be long term comes to an end.....or you bring it to an end, there mixed feelings are they not?
I cannot speak for the lads, but lassies would totally feel me when I say that at the moment you feel you want to break up with your guys u are soooooo sure that is it. That is what you reallly want, that is your final decision. Its almost as though there is no love there......
Then as soon as you say the words........ The words that lead to damnation on the part of the guy........the words that break the heart.........the three dreaded words........" it is over" ; as soon as those words are uttered in probable finality, you start wondering." OMG, is this eternal termination? Will I get another guy? Do I really want to end this?"
The question that follows is not totally a suprise but it is still not expected. To your dismay your guy about to be Ex'd asks you ," are you sure?"
For some reason that question is even used in tv game shows such as deal or no deal, who want to be a millionaire, etc. In my opinion, it is used to instill doubt in the statement or answer given. Secondly, Is a girl ever sure about anything......that is not a question that should be asked!!!! Ofcourse she's not sure, and the more you ask her, the more she doubts a decision that she took months making. ok enough with the ranting, but you get my point right??
So at the end of the conversation the Ex'd guy says he is ok with whatever decision you make. You decide to stick to your guns. You just want to be friends you say. He accepts without as much as throwing a tantrum. You are impressed at his composure. However, you wish he tried a little harder to make you stay. To be able to change your already undecided mind.
You part ways rather solemnly and wonder whether that is what being friends means.
I cannot speak for the lads, but lassies would totally feel me when I say that at the moment you feel you want to break up with your guys u are soooooo sure that is it. That is what you reallly want, that is your final decision. Its almost as though there is no love there......
Then as soon as you say the words........ The words that lead to damnation on the part of the guy........the words that break the heart.........the three dreaded words........" it is over" ; as soon as those words are uttered in probable finality, you start wondering." OMG, is this eternal termination? Will I get another guy? Do I really want to end this?"
The question that follows is not totally a suprise but it is still not expected. To your dismay your guy about to be Ex'd asks you ," are you sure?"
For some reason that question is even used in tv game shows such as deal or no deal, who want to be a millionaire, etc. In my opinion, it is used to instill doubt in the statement or answer given. Secondly, Is a girl ever sure about anything......that is not a question that should be asked!!!! Ofcourse she's not sure, and the more you ask her, the more she doubts a decision that she took months making. ok enough with the ranting, but you get my point right??
So at the end of the conversation the Ex'd guy says he is ok with whatever decision you make. You decide to stick to your guns. You just want to be friends you say. He accepts without as much as throwing a tantrum. You are impressed at his composure. However, you wish he tried a little harder to make you stay. To be able to change your already undecided mind.
You part ways rather solemnly and wonder whether that is what being friends means.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Valentine .....saint or sinner?
All who want to shoot cupid in the head say I......wow....those are many hands......(mumurs)
Poor chap, what he do? Yes, uhuh, what was that? Arrows not being shot at the right heart? uhuh. ok......You there, what is that? Speak up please. Pardon me? Gladness from the gods? No? ooh u mean.."MADness from the gods? hihihi, i see. ok Let us carry on.
Cupid stories spread far and wide, he has been connected to valentines day but he generally is active in and out of season. Shooting arrows where hearts are.(curses from crowd)
Ahem! We proceed. The roots of St. Valentine's Day lie in the ancient Roman festival of Lupercalia, which was celebrated on Feb. 15. For 800 years the Romans had dedicated this day to the god Lupercus. On Lupercalia, a young man would draw the name of a young woman in a lottery and would then keep the woman as a sexual companion for the year......Clearly that did not urger well with Pope Gelasius the first, who changed the lottery to have both young men and women draw the names of saints whom they would then emulate for the year. And the patron of that feast was changed from Lupercalia to Valentine...
So the Roman men would use Valentine's name in love letters they wrote to those they sought affection. Hence the tradition of exchanging valentine cards, presenting flowers and offering confectionery.
And so the day .......huh? was that someone with a question? you disagree with this? ok so what do you think are the origins of Valentine day? yes.... uhuh ok . You think it was named after a priest in the Roman Empire who helped persecuted Christians during the reign of Claudius II, and was thrown in jail and later beheaded on Feb. 14? ok. Anyone else differs? ok . Speak up now. uhuh. You say it was named after someone who secretly married couples when marriage was forbidden, or suffered in Africa? Was this guy beheaded too? Maybe? ok that is an interesting perspective.
Anybody else? uhuh? yes? A martyr you say? a Catholic bishop of terni? ok...i have noted that.
Somebody else?............. anyone....?
Ok You probably are all right. We can correctly conclude that Valentines day was named after some guy and that it has to do with the love emotion. And that ends the session "Valentine...saint or sinner" .Thank you for your participation. Have a good one.
Monday, February 11, 2008
This Valentine.......
When she walks away from you mad
[ Follow her ]
When she stare's at your mouth
[ Kiss her ]
When she pushes you or hit's you
[ Grab her and dont let go ]
When she start's cussing at you
[ Kiss her and tell her you love her ]
When she's quiet
[ Ask her whats wrong ]
When she ignore's you
[ Give her your attention ]
When she pull's away
[ Pull her back ]
When you see her at her worst
[ Tell her she's beautiful ]
When you see her start crying
[Just hold her and dont say a word ]
When you see her walking
[ Sneak up and hug her waist from behind ]
When she's scared
[ Protect her ]
When she lay's her head on your shoulder
[ Tilt her head up and kiss her ]
When she steal's your favorite hat
[ Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night]
When she tease's you
[ Tease her back and make her laugh ]
When she doesnt answer for a long time
[ reassure her that everything is okay ]
When she look's at you with doubt
[ Back yourself up ]
When she say's that she like's you
[ she really does more than you could understand ]
When she grab's at your hands
[ Hold her's and play with her fingers ]
When she bump's into you
[ bump into her back and make her laugh ]
When she tell's you a secret
[ keep it safe and untold ]
When she looks at you in your eyes
[ dont look away until she does ]
When she misses you
[ she's hurting inside ]
When you break her heart
[ the pain never really goes away ]
When she says its over
[ she still wants you to be hers ]
- Stay on the phone with her even if shes not saying anything.
- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go
- When she says she's ok dont believe it, talk with her because 10 yrs later she'll remember you
- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her
- Call her before you sleep and after you wake up
- Treat her like she's all that matters to you.
- Tease her and let her tease you back.
- Stay up all night with her when she's sick.
- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid.
- Give her the world.
- Let her wear your clothes.
- When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.
- Let her know she's important.
- Kiss her in the pouring rain.
- When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is;
"Who's ass am I kicking babe?"
......so its a forward...but its great don't you think?
[ Follow her ]
When she stare's at your mouth
[ Kiss her ]
When she pushes you or hit's you
[ Grab her and dont let go ]
When she start's cussing at you
[ Kiss her and tell her you love her ]
When she's quiet
[ Ask her whats wrong ]
When she ignore's you
[ Give her your attention ]
When she pull's away
[ Pull her back ]
When you see her at her worst
[ Tell her she's beautiful ]
When you see her start crying
[Just hold her and dont say a word ]
When you see her walking
[ Sneak up and hug her waist from behind ]
When she's scared
[ Protect her ]
When she lay's her head on your shoulder
[ Tilt her head up and kiss her ]
When she steal's your favorite hat
[ Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night]
When she tease's you
[ Tease her back and make her laugh ]
When she doesnt answer for a long time
[ reassure her that everything is okay ]
When she look's at you with doubt
[ Back yourself up ]
When she say's that she like's you
[ she really does more than you could understand ]
When she grab's at your hands
[ Hold her's and play with her fingers ]
When she bump's into you
[ bump into her back and make her laugh ]
When she tell's you a secret
[ keep it safe and untold ]
When she looks at you in your eyes
[ dont look away until she does ]
When she misses you
[ she's hurting inside ]
When you break her heart
[ the pain never really goes away ]
When she says its over
[ she still wants you to be hers ]
- Stay on the phone with her even if shes not saying anything.
- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go
- When she says she's ok dont believe it, talk with her because 10 yrs later she'll remember you
- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her
- Call her before you sleep and after you wake up
- Treat her like she's all that matters to you.
- Tease her and let her tease you back.
- Stay up all night with her when she's sick.
- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid.
- Give her the world.
- Let her wear your clothes.
- When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.
- Let her know she's important.
- Kiss her in the pouring rain.
- When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is;
"Who's ass am I kicking babe?"
......so its a forward...but its great don't you think?
Friday, February 8, 2008
Hand in cookie jar...
"I didn't take any sugar", the child smiles. Half of his face is covered in crystals of sweet stuff (read sugar). The mother cannot help but smile as she wipe his face. She tells him, "It's okay to take some sugar baby. Just don't lie about it."
You cannot help and look back at how sophisticated your lies have become. Now you smile with yourself.......in satisfaction? I hope not.! :-) ......
"Hand in the cookie jar" will soon become a cliche (if it isn't already). It is synonymous with scandalous affairs, bribery, corruption, drug trafficking as well as many other situations that were not meant to happen or be noticed.....Seen by somebody while trying to take a thing that he/she was not entitled to.
Being caught with the hand in the cookie jar is almost similar to being punk'd only that its not as funny! because being busted is more like a red cheek event.
Lately, politicians are more frequent visitors to the cookie jar. Saying one thing and doing another. Preaching water and drinking wine. That kind of thing. However, bold citizens are coming forward to uncover acts of corruption and prejudice in their leaders. Whether or not eating a cookie is wrong, is upto the people. Being open about eating a cookie.........thats something else.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Katherine Heigl Biography ....................
She is ranked 1 in top 99 women 2008 edition.
You have probably seen the half-irish half-german model in popular flicks like ," My father the Hero", "Knocked Up", the most recent "27 dresses" or in the tv series "Grey's Anatomy" or the popular sci-fi drama "Roswell".
Born in Washington DC in 1978 to Paul And Nancy, Kathrine Heigl's time in the spotlight began when she started modeling as a child. She rose steadily to the top by getting coveted roles in various movies including "100 girls" and "the ringer".
The green-eyed blonde became engaged to singer Josh Kelley (2 years her junior) in June 2006. They met on the set of his music video for "Only You."They were married on December 23, 2007 in Park City, Utah and escaped to the plush Esperanza resort in Cabo San Lucas for their honeymoon.
In the pictures: Katherine Heigl and Josh Kelly.
Friday, February 1, 2008
Alvin and the Chipmunks......my review
DISCLAIMER: This review might contain spoilers if u haven't already watched the movie!
First that title should be Dave and the chipmunks....coz Alvin is a chipmunk right?
Anyway that's besides the point....... i really liked the flick except I think the Dave character should have been a bit funnier....
The chipmunks stole the show fer real.... i absolutely loved their shrill voices rapping to the sound of the beat..." Christmas is here"
Alvin...a little geeky for a chipmunk......but hey gotta love the guy...Theodore...i think hes kinda like blonde...Simon....hes very mischievous....saying things like " You're hot.... or ..."She wanted you..."
So moral of the movie ( this is my review) is that Dave learns that even chipmunks can become your family. The chipmunks discover that being loved and cared for by Dave is better than being treated like overworked rock stars by uncle Ian.
I think uncle Ian has pretty cool taste in terms of employee royal treatment......:-)
Crime of Passion.....
A husband discovers his wife is having a glamorous affair with his BEST friend.....errrr no thats tooo wrong.....ok ...the wife is cheating on him with some random guy and they are busted in the marital bed.....err ok this is not working....Theres a true story here........courtesy of of timesonline.com
"Mr Too was driving from Nairobi to his constituency of Eldoret when the policeman recognised his travelling companion: it was the woman with whom he shared his home.
Colleagues said that the unnamed officer already knew his girlfriend was having an affair with Mr Too and chased them on his motorcycle when he saw them together.
“He drove toward the side of the woman and shot her in the stomach twice,” said Gabriel Kuya, deputy police chief. “Her partner pleaded with the officer not to kill her but he turned his pistol on him instead, hitting him four times in the head.”
...Heat of passion is a defense to the mens area (most times anyway), or intent element of murder, the rationale being that a person whose passions are suddenly provoked is incapable of premeditation.I don't know about you, but as much as killing as a result of jealousy and rage is not the same as premeditated crime, murder is murder.Thursday, January 24, 2008
Ray of Hope
I received this from a friend..............
In the midst of the hopelessness that we have watched helplessly, there are rays of hope. This morning at a meeting, a friend who is Kikuyu but was born and brought up in Lugari (an area where the Kalenjin and several dialects of Luhya are dominant and borders Eldoret), shared with us a story that I wish could be heard on national radio and TV as we have only been treated to the negative aspects. After the major eruption of violence on Dec 30, his mother's two buildings including the granary with the year's produce was burned and her 8 cattle and 20 goats stolen. This was horrifying as she had always been assimilated into that community though she is of a diffrent tribe.
Their local MP, Hon. Cyrus Jirongo who was voted in the small KADDU party, however decided to give leadership to his constituents. He put away his limousine and rode a bicycle to every village speaking to the people and showing them the folly of what they had done. They took the cue! They invited back the Kikuyu lady (as well as others who had been chased away) and different members of the community, in remorse and as a sign of their repentance, took their own produce and animals and restored what the lady had lost!
This is the only way for Kenya to heal back into a nation after the divisions we have seen! We need more of these kinds of transformational leaders!
In the midst of the hopelessness that we have watched helplessly, there are rays of hope. This morning at a meeting, a friend who is Kikuyu but was born and brought up in Lugari (an area where the Kalenjin and several dialects of Luhya are dominant and borders Eldoret), shared with us a story that I wish could be heard on national radio and TV as we have only been treated to the negative aspects. After the major eruption of violence on Dec 30, his mother's two buildings including the granary with the year's produce was burned and her 8 cattle and 20 goats stolen. This was horrifying as she had always been assimilated into that community though she is of a diffrent tribe.
Their local MP, Hon. Cyrus Jirongo who was voted in the small KADDU party, however decided to give leadership to his constituents. He put away his limousine and rode a bicycle to every village speaking to the people and showing them the folly of what they had done. They took the cue! They invited back the Kikuyu lady (as well as others who had been chased away) and different members of the community, in remorse and as a sign of their repentance, took their own produce and animals and restored what the lady had lost!
This is the only way for Kenya to heal back into a nation after the divisions we have seen! We need more of these kinds of transformational leaders!
Friday, January 18, 2008
Playing hard to get......
If you thought this phenomenon was a thing of the past, think again. I have received numerous complaints from guys who wonder why the girls play hard to get and act disinterested and yet they are. The girls on the other hand, enjoy the attention of an interested guy and wonder why after a while he looses interest in her, when she is trying to be mysterious.....
The art of playing hard to get is a more or less natural fall back of the primitive ways of our ancestors (females), who when a simple hair compliment was thrown her way would run all the way home and lock herself up until the guy came and proposed at her door literally begging.......maybe i have exaggerated a wee-bit.
The sense of mystery or unfamiliarity brings a natural thrill of "the chase". Look at it this way- you’re the owner of a luxurious brand who wants to confer an image of superior quality to a buyer. You are not going to achieve this by using “open house," or "I’m desperate, I will take anyone". On the contrary, you are aware that your brand is off the hook and so you make it look like its the buyer missing out on it...
So we see that self-awareness is key. Why you behave the way you behave, why you fear what you fear, why you believe what you believe and do what you do etc. You need to have a degree of unpredictability. Not to be too rigid or controlling, desperate or too eager. An individual who is going to chase you wants to be almost certain that you are worth every stride. To be sure that they are pursuing what is only offered to the privileged few and not what they can easily get on the street corner.
PS: Playing hard to get, done the right way, can be the most powerful form of seduction there is!
PPS:::: i did not encourage you...:-)
The art of playing hard to get is a more or less natural fall back of the primitive ways of our ancestors (females), who when a simple hair compliment was thrown her way would run all the way home and lock herself up until the guy came and proposed at her door literally begging.......maybe i have exaggerated a wee-bit.
The sense of mystery or unfamiliarity brings a natural thrill of "the chase". Look at it this way- you’re the owner of a luxurious brand who wants to confer an image of superior quality to a buyer. You are not going to achieve this by using “open house," or "I’m desperate, I will take anyone". On the contrary, you are aware that your brand is off the hook and so you make it look like its the buyer missing out on it...
So we see that self-awareness is key. Why you behave the way you behave, why you fear what you fear, why you believe what you believe and do what you do etc. You need to have a degree of unpredictability. Not to be too rigid or controlling, desperate or too eager. An individual who is going to chase you wants to be almost certain that you are worth every stride. To be sure that they are pursuing what is only offered to the privileged few and not what they can easily get on the street corner.
PS: Playing hard to get, done the right way, can be the most powerful form of seduction there is!
PPS:::: i did not encourage you...:-)
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Blind date...part 1
Blind dating is only recommended for people who have a sense of humor and who have confidence in themselves to handle any situation that might come along. It is not recommended for control freaks, anxious personalities or individuals that don't handle disappointment or rejection well. If you fear going on a blind date, then don't.
I had an opportunity to go no a blind date sometime back. I found that many fear a blind date because they fear that something will go horribly wrong or that they will be made fun or that they will spend all night at the mercy of a psychotic stranger. I am included in the "many" category.
Under normal circumstances, galz would go on blind dates with backups (read her girlfriends). In my peculiar case, I went solo. Clearly for me, nervousness was taking its toll. Meeting at a public joint was key and so that was arranged.
On arrival at the meeting place, I could not hold my surprise. You see, I did not have high expectations so the little that I had was not met...
The guy I met was tall and cute to say the least. Ok.....he was really tall. probably 6 feet. yeah...i am vertically challenged and hence anything taller than me is pretty tall. but i digress.
The discussion that ensued consisted of common interests like design and animation.
In overall, my rule for blind dates lies in paragraph 1.
Next attraction: Tips for blind dating?
I had an opportunity to go no a blind date sometime back. I found that many fear a blind date because they fear that something will go horribly wrong or that they will be made fun or that they will spend all night at the mercy of a psychotic stranger. I am included in the "many" category.
Under normal circumstances, galz would go on blind dates with backups (read her girlfriends). In my peculiar case, I went solo. Clearly for me, nervousness was taking its toll. Meeting at a public joint was key and so that was arranged.
On arrival at the meeting place, I could not hold my surprise. You see, I did not have high expectations so the little that I had was not met...
The guy I met was tall and cute to say the least. Ok.....he was really tall. probably 6 feet. yeah...i am vertically challenged and hence anything taller than me is pretty tall. but i digress.
The discussion that ensued consisted of common interests like design and animation.
In overall, my rule for blind dates lies in paragraph 1.
Next attraction: Tips for blind dating?
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Alone not Lonely.....
Aloneness is a state of being.....like i am alone typing away on the computer, there is no one here with me. Loneliness on the other hand is a state of mind. Loneliness manifests itself in feelings like sad, unwanted, disliked.....etc.
The degree of sadness that the individual feels may vary. When one sits in a crowded room, one is not "alone", but one can still feel "lonely" because loneliness has nothing to do with physical proximity with other people. When one is "alone", one needn't feel lonely.
Because feeling lonely may have dire consequences, the worst of which is suicide, steps need to be taken to keep the feeling at bay:
Find a hobby, if you already don't have one.... Join a book club, or get into a sport...don't be idle and wallow in a miasma of despair....
Secondly, live in the real world....its pretty easy to fantasize about the perfect life from TV, movies n the like....but the imaginary world is very different from the real world...
Another thing, no one can "complete you". Even after marriage to Mr. or Miss perfect, they won't always meet all of your emotional needs. You alone can satisfy urself with good things, good thoughts and thus be less expectant of others to do it for you....
Point to note.....you are not the only person feeling lonely, it's said that 25% of the people around you are also feeling that way so make the first step.........
The degree of sadness that the individual feels may vary. When one sits in a crowded room, one is not "alone", but one can still feel "lonely" because loneliness has nothing to do with physical proximity with other people. When one is "alone", one needn't feel lonely.
Because feeling lonely may have dire consequences, the worst of which is suicide, steps need to be taken to keep the feeling at bay:
Find a hobby, if you already don't have one.... Join a book club, or get into a sport...don't be idle and wallow in a miasma of despair....
Secondly, live in the real world....its pretty easy to fantasize about the perfect life from TV, movies n the like....but the imaginary world is very different from the real world...
Another thing, no one can "complete you". Even after marriage to Mr. or Miss perfect, they won't always meet all of your emotional needs. You alone can satisfy urself with good things, good thoughts and thus be less expectant of others to do it for you....
Point to note.....you are not the only person feeling lonely, it's said that 25% of the people around you are also feeling that way so make the first step.........
As elusive as..................commitment!
I think the reason why my grandma and grandpa's relationship has lasted for so long (over 40 years) is the fact that they have a special trait of commitment to each other that is uncommon in couples of today as it were in couples of say yesterday. For one, my grandma and grandpa have always had a willingness to communicate with one another. They have always been able to talk things out. One hand always knew what the other hand was doing. There were no secrets.
I think today’s couples are not willing to conform to the commitment of communication. There's so much individualism, so many secrets. My granparent’s relationship has not always been a smooth one. There were some bumps along the way. There were the arguments and the fights, which eventually ceased and patience, understanding, and trust took over. And with that a beautiful friendship blossomed into a strong, healthy relationship.
Thanks to their bond these old folks enjoy the simple things in life, sitting on the porch watching the sun go down, no one says a word but they come away like it was the best conversation they had ever had..........Credit goes to the commitment they made.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Cupid.....Fact or Fiction
Anyone nursed any cupid injuries? Or did the mischievous little archer strike the wrong heart by mistake?
Fact: Cupid is the god of erotic love(to the Greeks at least).
Fiction: Cupid's arrow makes people fall in love. If the arrow makes people fall in love, what makes them fall out of love? Lack of sustaining the arrow in its place? An arrow thief? Someone in the way of true love?
The issue with love is that it is a complex phenomenon, said to work like a fundamental emotion e.g. fear.
Fact: Romantic love is primarily a reward system, which leads to various emotions, rather than a specific emotion.
There is no facial expression that can be uniquely linked to being "in love".
Fiction: Once in Love always in Love with the same guy. If lovers swear their feelings to be everlasting, the hormones clearly tell a different story. Like a friend of mine puts it, a time will come and "there is no Ummph in the relationship". So what will you be feeding on when the the cupid arrow's effect dies out? Yeah, u may say that your great grandpa n great grandma are still in love but that's not cupid, that's like brotherly love or agape love.....not Eros or romantic.
So what was that you were nursing again? Maybe not Love......maybe like....or infatuation....
Fact: romantic phenomenon persists, and no human culture on Earth, has been proven not to know of romantic love.
Fact: Cupid is the god of erotic love(to the Greeks at least).
Fiction: Cupid's arrow makes people fall in love. If the arrow makes people fall in love, what makes them fall out of love? Lack of sustaining the arrow in its place? An arrow thief? Someone in the way of true love?
The issue with love is that it is a complex phenomenon, said to work like a fundamental emotion e.g. fear.
Fact: Romantic love is primarily a reward system, which leads to various emotions, rather than a specific emotion.
There is no facial expression that can be uniquely linked to being "in love".
Fiction: Once in Love always in Love with the same guy. If lovers swear their feelings to be everlasting, the hormones clearly tell a different story. Like a friend of mine puts it, a time will come and "there is no Ummph in the relationship". So what will you be feeding on when the the cupid arrow's effect dies out? Yeah, u may say that your great grandpa n great grandma are still in love but that's not cupid, that's like brotherly love or agape love.....not Eros or romantic.
So what was that you were nursing again? Maybe not Love......maybe like....or infatuation....
Fact: romantic phenomenon persists, and no human culture on Earth, has been proven not to know of romantic love.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
New years resolutions........
One thing that comes with the wonderful new year is the need to make resolutions.....and not just any resolutions but ones that SHOULD last the year through.
Looking back at last year, I can confidently say that I lived up to all my resolutions.....ok.....I tried. I said i wanted to live life without regrets and make the best of every opportunity.
I made the best of all the opportunities I got to study harder, read more, get good grades, laugh with my friends etc etc.
the real test came when I was to live life without regrets? Is that even possible? I mean, something goes wrong and I go like " Aarrrgh, i wish i never did that!!!!" That is sooo regretting right? so that is the part that I tried.
This year my resolutions surround one of my favourite songs(We live) sang by one of my favourite bands (Superchick)
The lyrics of the chorus
" We live, we love, we forgive and never give up
Cuz the days we are given are gifts from above
And today we remember to live and to love"
deep song.....remember to live and to love because life is such a gift. That sums up my resolutions for 2008! Hopefully that will go well ;-)
Looking back at last year, I can confidently say that I lived up to all my resolutions.....ok.....I tried. I said i wanted to live life without regrets and make the best of every opportunity.
I made the best of all the opportunities I got to study harder, read more, get good grades, laugh with my friends etc etc.
the real test came when I was to live life without regrets? Is that even possible? I mean, something goes wrong and I go like " Aarrrgh, i wish i never did that!!!!" That is sooo regretting right? so that is the part that I tried.
This year my resolutions surround one of my favourite songs(We live) sang by one of my favourite bands (Superchick)
The lyrics of the chorus
" We live, we love, we forgive and never give up
Cuz the days we are given are gifts from above
And today we remember to live and to love"
deep song.....remember to live and to love because life is such a gift. That sums up my resolutions for 2008! Hopefully that will go well ;-)
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Eddie Murphy New year's Celebration..........
LOS ANGELES, California (AP) -- Eddie Murphy celebrated New Year's Day by tying the knot with film producer Tracey Edmonds.
Tracey Edmonds and Eddie Murphy were married in French Polynesia on New Year's Day.
The pair exchanged vows Tuesday on a private island off Bora Bora in French Polynesia in front of a small group of family and friends, their representatives told People magazine.
Tracey Edmonds and Eddie Murphy were married in French Polynesia on New Year's Day.
The pair exchanged vows Tuesday on a private island off Bora Bora in French Polynesia in front of a small group of family and friends, their representatives told People magazine.
A call to Murphy's publicist, Arnold Robinson, wasn't immediately returned early Wednesday.
Murphy and Edmonds began dating last year and were engaged in July.
Murphy, 46, has five children from his marriage to Nicole Mitchell Murphy, who filed for divorce in 2005. He also has a daughter with Spice Girls singer Melanie Brown.
Edmonds, 40, has two sons from her 13-year marriage to singer Kenneth "Babyface" Edmonds. As head of Edmonds Entertainment Group Inc., she has produced the film and television series "Soul Food."
Murphy's film credits include "Dreamgirls," and the "Beverly Hills Cop," "The Nutty Professor," "Shrek" and "Dr. Doolittle" movies.
Happy NEW Year........NOT!
Happy New year to all of y'all.........
Kenya aint so happy this new year though. With the election being the event to end the year, many concerts that were set to happen on 31st were canceled.
So 31st- 1st was spent in the confines of the safe walls of our homes .... for many of us at least.
According to the nation newspaper "Our beloved country, the Republic of Kenya, is a burnt-out, smoldering ruin. The economy is at a virtual standstill and the armies of destruction are on the march in the Rift Valley and other places."
That is basically the situation at it is currently... Whats more, 70,000 plus people have been displaced and over 200 people killed in clashes.
That is sad news people.... if there is anyone out there who prays....this is definitely the time.
Kenya aint so happy this new year though. With the election being the event to end the year, many concerts that were set to happen on 31st were canceled.
So 31st- 1st was spent in the confines of the safe walls of our homes .... for many of us at least.
According to the nation newspaper "Our beloved country, the Republic of Kenya, is a burnt-out, smoldering ruin. The economy is at a virtual standstill and the armies of destruction are on the march in the Rift Valley and other places."
That is basically the situation at it is currently... Whats more, 70,000 plus people have been displaced and over 200 people killed in clashes.
That is sad news people.... if there is anyone out there who prays....this is definitely the time.
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