LOVE AND LIFE NETWORK

The more I want to leave,  even more I want to stay.   With memories of blown fuse,  I find those of cheer I want to keep.   Though I couldn't stand some of your quirks, I miss them with a smile.   Though I said I didn't care, that was a terrible lie, When I said go to hell,  I meant please don't go. I know I said you were a thorn,  I realized you had a rose. Thoughts of getting even always seemed sweet, even more sour it's taste afterwards. Even though you are gone,  I'm waiting, hoping you return.                                                                      ...

Hanging out with buddies is always a good time for me. Nikki is one of my best buddy’s, whom our history spans as far back as primary school. Being that he is new in town, every moment we meet seems like catch up time and the conversation always seems to beg for more time. When I bumped into him, He was on his system doing a few things, so I asked what he was doing he said he was gathering some materials for a friend. He said I ran into a college class mate a few days ago and he talked about an exam he wrote and how he met other class mates.  He said in particular I saw Hillary, with excitement he asked about him and he replied he didn’t look good. He said things didn’t quite pan out well for Hillary like we thought it would, having graduated with a first class

I had just moved out of my parents house and was sharing a room with my "friend". I had no idea he smoked weed, despite his suspicious movements and signature weed scent(abi na odour?) barely two weeks after moving in with him, my worst fears were confirmed as he started bringing home his weed smoking buddies and they would occasionally roll a wrap and smoke it right there in the room or mix the weed with beans or spaghetti. Being a very curious person i always wondered what made them happy after smoking, so i decided to find out for myself(wrong move) It was a very hot day in February, a Saturday i think it was, my friend was out as usual. I searched everywhere for his stash but couldn't find it so i decided to go and get mine. I arrived the weed joint all sweaty and nervous, half expecting to get mugged but nobody seemed to be aware of my presence there, they were all on different planets all expect one i concluded that he must be the seller so i approached him an...

Life's waves washed me ashore, strange lands to explore.     The hand of fellowship you offered took advantage of me.     For I was only a stranger.         My voice they disregarded,  my silence they gave words.    My good intentions they judged, my best effort they condemned.               For I was only a stranger.        My ease they troubled, my quiet chuckles they probed.       I was cheated, for they were the accuser and judge.         I became their mirror, yet they looked not upon me.         I longed for home, for I was only a stranger....

As my wandering gaze fell on Ali and his friend, trickles of their words filtered to my ears amidst the noise around and my heart sank a bit. Lest Ali sees me staring blankly at him, I  turned my eyes and wondered how a boy a little over 10 years had so much confidence. He made the little ones scared and they avoided him except for Malik who was by far the biggest guy in our Primary Six class. Having bruised a few noses and mouths of his peers, Ali was the terror of the class. He would threaten to beat anyone - friend or foe- who annoyed him, except for Malik whom gave Ali that look that said "WATCH IT" and it made him stay put around him, since he knew this was more than he could chew. The fact that he was a bully who was also intelligent made everyone avoid him, but he still had a way of coming after someone.         One spring morning, as we all filed into class from assembly, it was strange to notice Ali's seat empty. The class felt lighter and happ...

I wrote my goals for 2013 and i was bursting with energy and excitement as i knocked off one item after the other on the list. by October the list was exhausted so December was just full of thanksgiving for me as i looked forward to 2014.  The celebration of the new year was over and i was getting set to work out my goals, oh my! i was in for a shock as one challenge came on the heel of another. there were good times to laugh, there were moments of encouragement, but as my effort fell short on target repeatedly i was largely discouraged, lost interest on some but as a weary soldier i trudged on taking each day as it comes.

As an itinerant engineer, I spend time on projects from planning to execution and it has afforded me the opportunity to travel and spend time varying from months to weeks and days in different locations. I’ve been able to see various cultures, traditions, festivals etc. also, I’ve met very good people that have inspired me by their stories and more, I’ve also met bad habits too, as well   people of different faith and varying levels of commitment. Working out on locations comes with its pros and cons, but I see them as opportunities and i appreciate each one of them and the people I have to work with.  The events you are about to read, is a true story that had me a bit rattled when I was asked for help, I wonder if u will be able to help me here… In one of my trips I met this tall ebony skinned young man with a deep and appealing baritone and whose smile reveals his sparkling ivory dentition, definitely a good looking guy in his mid or late thirties’ I guess. We...

With much persuasion, i joined the solemn procession to the front of the altar undecided if I should look into the beautifully designed box, as my unsteady steps approached the box my eyes gave in to the voice that said just have a peep. With sullen faces all around and the view in the box, the reality dawned on me that that this humble and committed brother was no more to tread the surface of this earth.

My darling,           You are one amongst many, You are the present truth of a dream from long ago.                    Heaven smiled on me the day i met you.                      The beauty of your kindness is irresistible,                    your compassion toward the weak is undeniable.          Like rain waters the earth, the fragrance of you brings cheer to my heart,              for your words bring strength and in your care is safety.                            your devotion drowns my pride. ...

As 2013 winds up, and I looked at my goals and confessions I wrote at the beginning of the year, I realize I have a lot to be grateful for, its not like some bad stuff didn’t happen in d year but when I look at them now, I’m still thankful. Some years ago I used to write goals for the year and by the middle/end of the year, my plans would have gone the trajectory opposite of what I wrote, leaving me sad. Then  I had a couple of intimidating friends that would call me on the 1 st of January of the new year to ask me what my plans for the year were and what God is saying? Etc, etc. I barely had anything to say, hmmn…then they’ll go ahead to tell me some long and very grand things they had for the year, so I would keep quiet and listen to them and say to myself  “ Chaii, God when would you change my story or even tell me this kind of big things so I can tell this my friends?” lol, so I stopped writing or planning anything... before i fall into the temptation of saying...