Dang! It’s been ages here. Forgive me. Just concluded my internship and resumed for school immediately. You missed me? Yea I know, it’s alright. So I’m back to school and so much happened through my internship period and the few weeks in school. Fear not! I will keep you posted. On the other hand this post is a reawakening! So prepare your minds for something mind blowing . Ladies and Gentlemen please have a great time reading. Grace and Peace.
What does Life mean? What do we have to offer to live? What does it take to live life? Through the few years on earth, I have known life to be a competition.
We compete to have a good grade, compete to have the best social status, we compete to be the best sportsman or build a career to fetch us billions.
We pursue after every latest trend in fashion…
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I know many of us tend to feel overwhelmed during the holiday season, strapped for cash, and unable to get into the spirit. I’ve always felt that doing something good for someone else is one of the best ways to feel better and improve your own mood. To help inspire you, here are 25 different acts of kindness you might be able to commit (and only a handful involve spending money).
- Send a card to a soldier overseas.
- Send a card to a terminally ill child.
- Let the person behind you have the parking spot you’re both driving around looking for.
- Bake some cookies and drop them off at places where people have to work on Christmas — hospitals, firehouses, police stations, subway stops, etc.
- Know someone going out of town for a few days? Offer to water plants or feed the cats.
- Offer to shovel snow for a neighbor.
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Death. Even just the word gives you the shivers, doesn’t it? Death, on which many, many poems have been composed, thousands of essays written, tons of metaphors invented. Death, the great equalizer, the leveler, in the face of which the kings, so also the beggars, are equal. Death, which the three Peverell brothers wanted to thwart. Death, which was Voldemort’s greatest fear. Death, which lurks around the corner. Death, which comes as a surprise to some, while others go to meet him. Yet, no matter how much is said and written about death, there’s always something to be added, someone else’s views to be noted, someone’s story to be heard.
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When I got home that night my wife served dinner. I held her hand and said, “I’ve got something to tell you.” She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking about divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, “Why?”
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, “You are not a man!”
That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore, I just pitied her.
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So four consecutive days of watching romantic films, series made me reflect about L.O.V.E. And have I really define it?
How deep is my definition about love? How deep would be my understanding about love? Am I ready to love? As in have this romantic relationship with my oppose? As in opposite sex? How ready and how prepared am I? That moment I really wanted to write about it means I am open for someone not to hook, not to date but to know and to slowly fall in love with.
LOVE. What does it really mean to me?
CORINTHIANS had perfectly define it. And I totally agree about it. Friendly advice, make it as your basis. 🙂
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking. It is not easily…
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This post turned out different from what I intended. I was going to tell you a light-hearted intro about where I live now and what I am working on. Instead what you are about to read forced it self to the forefront. It’s grim, but it’s real. Today is a better day, but no day is really good.
Yesterday was a bad day. Woke up with this strange feeling of being locked in and isolated from everyone and everything. This place does that to you sometimes. Going for a drive down south to Khan Younis just reinforced that sense – I have never before travelled anywhere, where the sense of foreboding and imminent catastrophe were this strong. The coastal stretch is empty, abandoned buildings and bombed out shells everywhere, the stench of sewage so thick you could cut it with a knife. In places the sea is dark brown instead…
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As we grow older there are times when we must face how we define ourselves. We question our goals, achievements, dreams and our journey to attain them. Yet most times we never stop to look at and appreciate what we have achieved. As a 21 years old male, my journey is just starting.
In the past few months I feel as though I did a lot of my growing up, more than I had to at any other period in life. I faced more issues and decisions that have really opened me up to scrutiny of my peers and superiors. I have had to reconsider my priorities as well as my definition of who I am as an individual; and just when I thought “I can’t do this.” I realised that I really don’t have that luxury. I have goals and aspirations. I, like everyone else, want to be extraordinary…
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