Before I begin let me just say what a joy that was. To hop onto Instagram and WhatsApp and all the usual contacts I have been used to seeing in my feed just frozen. Felt like the first week of the lockdown in 2020 when we were told we would have to work from home. The joy I felt knowing I would not be listening to annoying complaints of certain coworkers whom I had allowed to turn me into their daily confessional. Well, I must admit I did the same so, the moral corrosion was mutual. But back to Facebook. … Continue reading ON THE SOFA: Facebook Shutdown; Personal Opening
If your parents were not your parents, would you have wanted to know them? If your siblings were not your siblings, would they have been your friends? Let’s take this further, if your kids were not your kids, would you … Continue reading ON THE SOFA: Family; Friends or Foe?
Do you know what it means to feel joy? When was the last time you felt it? Did it come with a memory or was it just a feeling? In that memory, is the accompaniment (person, place or thing) still accessible to you at this moment if you were willing? Now take that same memory and ask this question: At that time in your life when this feeling occurred were you also happy? Uhoh! Hold up. Where is this going? So, happiness in my view, comes with some level of coherence or alignment whereby we see or experience more than … Continue reading Xulaima on the Sofa: When we say Happiness, Do we mean JOY?
When Kobe was drafted into the NBA, I was in fourth year of secondary school in Sacred Heart College. I played on the basketball team. I was no star. I eventually became known mostly for rebounds and shot-blocking, “Rodman” as my teammates would sometimes blurt out alluding to the then reigning rebound king Dennis Rodman of the Chicago Bulls. I did not count my stats; so, I cannot say exactly how effective I was other than the nickname bestowed. At the time, as much as I enjoyed playing basketball, it seemed to me a profession I would never attain for … Continue reading Kobe Bryant: An Influence My Shadow Remembers
Quite often I lose
And it’s not about the shoes
the game is over before I choose
the gold goes to a few loose screws Continue reading GRIEVING… (a poem)
In my last piece, I wrote about my failure. I acknowledged maybe I had been a failure at real life since I did not have the wherewithal to handle the things which real life demanded while acknowledging that it was not what I had prayed for in the first place. But as I retreated into afterthought (as one does after hitting the “send” button and receiving feedback from the blog followers and friends of this blog), I wondered if I had spoken the complete truth. I tend to ask myself that nowadays because as a person of poetic orientation, … Continue reading FAILURE….. OR Incompetence, Loss then Rejection