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A FATHER’S EXCESSES

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This beautiful piece was written by a friend, someone I have so much respect for when it comes to writing and living.
I read this and it broke me. Once I again I’m reminded that TO WRITE IS TO REJECT SILENCE. Read and think.
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What 2015 Taught me.

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Pain, if you let it, can be the best thing that could happen to you. That was what I learnt last year.
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HOW MUCH OF YOURSELF HAVE YOU ABANDONED?

Fine baby, kedu? I just read your blog. First let me apologise, for not reading it until now. That said, I am so very proud of you Chi. You’re so talented. I found the blogs both educating and intellectually stimulating. I see myself perusing your blog from now on. Please keep on writing and I’ll keep on reading.

(Note from my childhood buddy, CHIZI…) Continue reading “HOW MUCH OF YOURSELF HAVE YOU ABANDONED?”

THOSE WHO BOUNCE

I like people who have scars, are dirty, rough around the edges, scuffed up and smudged. It’s the shiny people who worry me. I don’t know what to make of them. Individuals who are always trying to convince others they have it all together, always giving advice, always have the right answer. Those who look pretty, act right, speak eloquent words dripping with condescension are the ones who scare me.

I want to be around people who have hit rock bottom. I want to hear their story. However, these are the ones who are reticent to talk of the path they’ve traveled for fear you may be overwhelmed at the depth of their depravity. The shiny ones are always ready to tell you something about them, ready for you to be impressed when you they whip out their credentials, all polished and glowing.

I like being around people who say the wrong things at the wrong time. Someone who isn’t comfortable with the shiny ones, who stands in the corner knowing they don’t fit in, is the person I want to hang out with, become friends with, share my life with.

I don’t want to journey with the satisfactory, adequate, reasonable, quite good, fair, decent, good enough, sufficient, sufficiently good, fine, not bad, all right, average, tolerable, passable, middling, moderate folks.

I want to be with those who are more like me.

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