Lift…

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Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending.” – Carl Bard

I watched an advert today by OXFAM titled LIFT, though they wanted donations for their charity; I connected with their vision. Most times in life, we need people to lift us up, either from a failed project, a failed marriage, a failed relationship or business.

However, there are times when we don’t need anyone to rectify the errors of our past, we only need to LIFT ourselves up mentally and make a fresh start. That was why I chose Carl’s quote; we can’t undo the mistakes of our past (except for writers who can re- edit their manuscripts and release an updated version of their works) but we can surely learn from the past and have a happy ending.

This is my first post this year, and I truly hope, life would be good to us but we can be good to life too!

How? You may ask, by being agents of hope in people’s lives. My last year at university was memorable; I once had a friend who made me sad every time we were together, she was so good at pointing out my obvious flaws and making me look stupid, even though I wasn’t anywhere near stupid. I was a bright, brilliant student. A few months before our graduation, I intentionally stopped that toxic relationship, and that was when I had peace with myself.

This new year, you can start from where you are and make the best of your life. I don’t want this post to be long, but if you’d read thus far, please take this words to heart: This year, decide to love yourself first, then you would be able to love others and make the necessary changes in your life.

My love to you all, wherever you are in the world and a word of warning: Don’t get into trouble! 🙂

Don’t be afraid to stand for what you believe in, even if that means standing alone.. – Unknown

Enjoy the rest of this week and have a fun filled 2014!

🙂

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Is It Too Late?

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It’s too late to apologise, it’s too late!’ sings a man on the radio and this thought struck me deep and I wonder if sometimes, having a perfect relationship is as elusive as trying to grasp air.

Are some sins unforgivable? Or aptly put, are some relationships beyond repairs?

Take Lillian for example, she gave her twin sons up for adoption, lived a life stoned twenty-four hours a day, then miraculously, her life changed positively. She met and married a nice gentleman who loved and adored her.

But there was a problem, Lillian didn’t tell her new husband about her past, her twin sons were conveniently forgotten. But like a sour thumb, some secrets can’t stay hidden forever. Twenty years later, the twins are grown up, knew they were adopted and wanted answers.

By now, she had other kids, and by the time the truth came out, her husband of twenty years was appalled his wife could forget to mention that she had kids! The sons weren’t that forgiving either, they wanted answers.

This kind of story happens every day, and you may say – there are worse things out there and I agree, but is it too late for Lillian? If you were in her shoes, what would you do? If you were in her son’s shoes, what would be your reaction? And if your were Lillian’s husband, would just pack your bags and leave?

These questions are not easy to answer, but I would love to know what you guys think!

On a lighter note, I wished I’d seen the eclipse of the sun yesterday, it’s one in a lifetime event, but I didn’t, so life goes on I guess! And Nanowrimo is live, but I’m afraid I would not be doing that this year, got too much on my plate as it is.

I received the edited version of my upcoming thriller today and boy, was I thrilled? It was great! I can’t wait to hold the book in my hands…

Hope you’ll read it too when it’s out guys! Counting on you!! 😉

I’m afraid I can only blog once a week now until Christmas, but I’ve been visiting blogs as often as I could, if I’ve not visited yours for a while, please bear with me, I’ll definitely pop in soon! 🙂

I’m moving house soon and coupled with my book and other office related deadlines, I’ve got my hands full. I can’t believe it’s almost Christmas (my kids are already making their lists! 😦 ) Can you believe that?

Anyway, enough rambling! I hope you’re all okay, and I wish you’ll all have a wonderful week, wherever you are in the world!

Much love, always! 🙂

Love Needn’t be…

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 Love needn’t be difficult or complex

Like these two lovebirds

Who enjoy each other’s company.

Love needn’t be pretentious or a burden.

Love needn’t be about wealth and class.

Love should be based on true feelings,

Borne out of a pure heart

Not on lust.

Do you notice the dirt in the picture? To me, it implies imperfection, loving someone doesn’t mean they are perfect, neither are you! But we should love them anyway!!

We live in a very complex world, someone once told me he doesn’t believe in love, and I failed to convince him otherwise. Recently I read a newspaper article where the author claimed that a high percentage of people in London, live alone, loveless. It’s a modern malaise and its frighteningly apocalyptic in nature. As naïve as I may sound, I still believe in love!

Have a fantastic weekend friends and live well, and… erm… love well!

Much love, always!

🙂

Liars And Casanova…

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The season of love is almost upon us and I remembered a story that happened during my undergraduate days, there was this smooth talker, he wasn’t really a great looker but he knew how to approach girls, sweep them off their feet and soon they’ll be eating out of his palms.

I knew this guy had at least three girlfriends on my street and it baffled me how or why the girls never found out that he was cheating on all three of them. Unbeknown to the guy, the girls finally found out and they planned to have their own pound of flesh. As usual, he’d planned to take his prettiest girlfriend out to dinner on Valentine’s day while he feigned sickness to the other two girls. The other girls hid inside the bathroom of the favourite girlfriend and when he came in for the date, his girlfriend pretended she was in the mood for a little ‘loving’ in the shower. Well as you can guess, Casanova agreed and undressed but when he entered the bathroom with his girlfriend, he saw the other girls and all hell let loose. I heard he walked home naked with his hands between his legs.

The guy was the butt of jokes for the rest of the semester. It’s so sad when we find out that people have lied, still lying or have lied to us! We’ve all told a fib in our lifetimes but making a career out of it would make people distrust you even when telling the truth! I love that story because I hate cheaters. Like the pink rose in the picture, we should cherish true love!

I haven’t posted  any stories or articles in a while though I’ve read a lot of awesome posts. I don’t know why but of late, I’m sort of susceptible to  the cold and flu virus, my husband thought I’ve worked too hard or rather, working too hard. Cold virus had ravaged my body for the past three days and it was so annoying! Anyways, that aside, an awesome lady, Allison Morris, kindly contacted me with a great graphic titled, ‘Why people lie,’ you can visit her website to read it fully, http://www.onlinepsychologydegree.net/why-people-lie , it examines why people lie, its effect and how to spot a liar. It was an interesting read.

Thanks for reading my post always!

Much love. 🙂

A Farce Called Honour!

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Your only crime was to fall in love.

And that was all there was to it.

What a farce called honour!

When your heart beat wildly with fear,

And you sleep with one eye open,

Then you have a lot to fear!

When the icy glares of your parents and relatives

Sends a chill to your bone and a sword to your heart

Then you’re in big trouble!

When you run wildly through the moors

With the angry face of your father behind you

The snarling breath of your brother on your face,

Be very afraid indeed.

When all you can see, is the bag on your head.

As the man who brought you to the world scream,

‘Rot in hell,’ The heavens shudder!

When you hovered over their heads,

As your lifeless body was hidden from view.

What utter betrayal!

Your only crime was falling in love…

Just another incomprehensible statistics on the

culture of evil perpetuated by hatred.

And a farce called honour!

A class system where the love of a mother ran

cold against the daughter of her breast.

Thanks for reading my poetic thoughts on parents from hell…

Love’s Eternal Struggle!

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When I was in university, I was a diehard fan of happily ever after novels, those little Mills and Boon paperback where the dashing handsome (and often wealthy) man always falls in love with the pretty, saintly secretary. I was a sucker of the phrase ”love conquers all” but my myopic views about love was to be shattered in a bizarre incident and though it was restored back, it took a while for me to fully grasp the enormity of that simple phrase. But I am not going into that today, maybe some other time.

The phrase, ” love at first sight” is flawed and that is my opinion, it should be adjudged as ”lust at first sight,” and believe me folks there is real love, because I love my husband and I know he loves me but in the world we live in now, that doesn’t seemed to be enough. Sex has taken over, and it’s been like that for a long time.

Men by nature are naturally moved by what they see, women too, are moved by the sight of a handsome man. I like the sight of a well dressed man but still, I am not moved by that because I am totally committed to my marriage and guys don’t get me wrong, I am not inferring that men can’t love truly but the percentage of men who fall by the way side is considerably higher.

The number one killer of any relationship is unfaithfulness, infidelity, adultery, you name it and human beings are territorial, nobody loved the idea of sharing the person they sincerely love with another.

One of my girlfriends once told me she was in love with three guys and can’t seemed to choose the right one. I was mortified, how can you be in love with two-three guys at the same time? That’s just not possible… I know people might consider my opinion as naive but really, can you love four people equally? Citing the case of Islam where men are allowed to marry more than one wife, four? That’s impossible, there is no way you can rationalise it, it can’t work!

Love will continually struggle to make sense of how people easily thrash it in the can, I know love is not enough in marriage, there must be mutual respect, fidelity, trust, selflessness, kindness, the list is endless, but love is an integral part of it. Without love there is no basis for any relationship in the first place.

In a society where people arrogate great importance to the physical attributes of a woman, and the financial capabilities of a man, love will continually struggle. A successful relationship will bear many scars but its workability depends on the extent of commitment  and the ability and willingness to work it out no matter what may happen.

Sadly, divorce is rampant, but many could have been avoided and children caught in the crossfire of warring parents would have been spared the agony but these innocent children through no fault of their own will be scarred by the brutality of it all. Children don’t understand, they can’t! Why is daddy moving away?, why is mummy leaving home? These are the kind of questions kids asks when their parents split.

Maybe my views is truly myopic but I think love can still conquer all…

Do you honestly believe me?