SOMETIMES.Life is not like being at your parent’s house where everyone implores you to “finish your cereal” or “eat your vegetables”. You may have grown up with everyone clapping their hands when you took your first step as a baby. Everyone rushed to see if you were ok offering encouraging Read more…
When I was a child, I had wild thoughts.Thoughts like,Whenever lightning lighted up the sky, In my heart, I say, “God just took my passport photograph”.Whenever thunderstruck, especially the loud scary ones, I said “angels are rearranging the chairs in heaven”.That worked, I guess because I became unafraid of loud Read more…
I have persisted in sticking to my early morning routine of walking/jogging around my neighbourhood in the wee hours of the morning. OK, it’s no biggie, just around 30mins of brisk walking. Having stuck to this exercise regime for a while, I started acquiring “new friends” . They have made Read more…
“To make money they didn’t have and didn’t need, they risked what they did have and did need. And that’s foolish. It is just plain foolish. If you risk something that is important to you for something that is unimportant to you, it just does not make any sense – Read more…
Pain added to my tears Stinging my weary eyes Drowning my frustrated soul All because a friend concluded I was going to die old and lonely. I look forward to the days when I would dress the room in pink Little dresses, skirts, ribbons and baby shoes Daydreaming of cooing Read more…
Tomorrow I would buy a balloon Fill it with all my heartaches, nerve-aches and headaches Then go to an open field to release it Then watch my pains float away in the wind. Maybe I should wait for the rain. Heavy downpours that become floods Then dump my pains into Read more…
Using sleep like a drug Just to get into the land of dreams Can’t stand my screaming conscience I need to sleep to get away from myself. ******************************* An offender desires the paradise of the faithful Yet the deep furrows of sin has its vice-like grip on him Daily he Read more…
A life of strange ironies Burial happening at one side of a compound Marriage at the other end of the same compound Men wept for five minutes and crossed over to laugh and feast for five minutes . A sober drunkard Is a drunkard robbed of his bottles If he Read more…
So there I was, standing by at 6 am in the morning pretending to be waiting for the Social Media Week shuttle. But the truth was, I was more into waiting for Anu to show up. Who is this 5 years old keeping me waiting? Suddenly there she was, on Read more…
This is a poem that speaks the truth concerning a past pain point. I dedicate it to all who have lost someone dear to them. It’s also to remember you – “Mimi“. That’s was what you were popularly called. We called you “Stainless”. I didn’t put your picture because there Read more…