Opinions « S. S. David

‘Love is slow to suspect but quick to trust.

Slow to condemn but quick to justify; slow to offend but quick to defend.

Slow to expose but quick to shield; slow to reprimand but quick to emphasise;

Slow to belittle but quick to appreciate; slow to provoke but quick to help.

Slow to demand but quick to give; slow to revenge but quick to help.

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I hope everyone had a glorious Valentine celebration yesterday! I sure did, I couldn’t even lift the lid of my laptop, I was that busy. My office had an avalanche of calls, I was inundated with unforseen circumstances which demanded my utmost attention! It was around midnight when I finally saw the tip of my nose. I’d prepared a fantastic post, which unfortunately now seemed belated. But like I used to say, love should be celebrated daily not once a year, though it’s commendable to us as humans that we actually set a day aside to celebrate love. I read the above poem on ‘Word For Today’ and I’m sure it aptly described what love truly embodies.

I wish everyone love, peace and blessings, not just on Valentine’s day. May love continually reign in our lives!

🙂

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I want to give you my readers a few nuggets to chew on my book, aptly titled, ‘’Tales Of Five Lies.’’ And for the record, nobody can predict the end of the world, so why not enjoy yourselves, tuck into your turkey and march into your glorious future! This is an updated version of the book.

Excerpts:

Time dragged on. I contemplated returning to my comfortable bed, and that was when I saw a man darting behind a tree. He was eight meters away. My senses came alive as I watched with apprehension, my hand on the gun my dad gave me before he died. It’s always with me as a safety measure.

I stood still, watching the man’s movement. I noticed how he glanced around like a rabid dog. Satisfied he was alone, he whistled. Two men emerged from the shadows, dragging a bulging bag between them. I peered at my wristwatch to catch the time, but it was too dark. My mind went wild with all kinds of theories. What are they dragging off that night? How did my best friend get a whiff of their plans? This was wrong. It wasn’t right. I felt it deep in my bones.

The cold night air wrapped around me like a second skin, sending shivers down my spine, and the thick canopy of trees made the moon barely visible, casting ghostly shadows across the forest floor. The pungent odour of decomposing leaves blended with the fragrance of moist earth. The rustling of nocturnal creatures and the occasional hoot of an owl were the only sounds that broke the silence. As I watched the men, I noticed their dishevelled appearance. Their clothes were tattered and stained, and their hair was unkempt. The man who whistled had a scar above his eyebrow, making him appear menacing. I was proud of my night eye; spotting a scar that far away was no mean feat, yet I couldn’t see the time on my watch. It was blurry. The other two were hefty men, with arms that looked like tree trunks. I cursed my short-sightedness. I wished I’d taken my reading glasses.

They got to a secluded spot and began to dig…

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Stepping Into Greatness!

That’s it dear friends, hope you’ll put a big smile on my face this Christmas by letting me know what you think of my book, I value your opinions Greatly. 2013 would be a glorious year, just step into your greatness because if you believe it, you would certainly have it! Happy holidays and a Merry christmas! Remember, Life is What You Make of It.

Merry Xmas Everyone!