Some things I’m unlearning praying with my eyes closed seeing God as just male eating beans, and milk farting too carefully not having time for my hair and nails crying all by myself not indulging in more cake and chocolates and fruits not running consistently wishing passed time back being lazy and becoming guilty … More Things to X
let’s cook gourmet and one-ladle it out to the centre of 10-inch wide white china and sprinkle over it, with what kind of deliberate carelessness, whatever sauce in striking colour- black or red or yellow, even green indulge in this food, you can understand the poetry on your tongue when you’ve learnt to mention … More gourmet.
I know you believe you’re a river I know you believe your soul is fluid and that when life turns up the heat, you’d only change states and float in the air and collect yourself back into the form you think you’re made to be when the temperature feels like home the parts of you … More Staccato
Few years ago, the word “conscious” was customized by millennials to give the idea of levelheadedness and intellectuality a fashionable hue. The term has now evolved to a more fetishized one – “woke”. To be woke in this generation is to earn the respect of peers and seniors alike. Blacks and Africans are especially fond […] … More Reblogged- Are you woke, or merely sleepwalking?
My life has changed, 100 posts down the line. Don’t get me wrong, my life as it is now would still be different from how it was before these one hundred blog posts, definitely, but it certainly would not have had this flavor! I have deliberately decided to fuss about this 100th post, and I … More 100th Post! Beautiful Detour.
I don’t know if I would have been able to turn my back on my family and cause them so much heartache, by going contrary to a faith I was raised in. I cannot liken it to the sacrifices I had to make, and the things I had to turn my back on when I […] … More Reblogged- Seeking Allah, Finding Jesus, A Book Review
how did i come to live by calendared days and clocked times? this faulted illusion of my eternal being. –SBM.
