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Thursday, October 21, 2010
HOW DO YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF…?
She loves to be seen just the way she naturally is but most times she does it so simply that she is taken for granted in the end. She is misinterpreted and judged as being the weakest of them all but the truth that she harbors in her severally broken and mended heart; she can’t just be anyone. She loves to always be herself and can’t stop emitting her strengths and weaknesses even in the midst of impending contingencies.
Pretence is an ache she can never abide because she has no pill for its cure or repercussions. Consequently, she believes in the theme that the best way to living life is “being the person you are; not the person you not”. It’s what keeps her moving and also the same that weakens her but she never gives up. She prefers to be discovered with patience as she is evasive, not easily understood. There are certain theories that will apply to her which, at first, seems rather absurd until she is well probed and analyzed.
She has this faraway look that sees through you to unravel your inner thoughts. Mysteries are wrapped around her like clothing she refuses to eliminate and you dare not get too close. Until she allows it, she pushes you to tests, sometimes daring and most often, covertly cautious. She on first acquaintance is termed a religious fanatic, baptized with the fires of being a devoted nun but not until you get close enough do you see the carefree, jovial and passionate person that she is. Then you begin to wonder who she really is?
She is just a girl, though quite small but described as delicate. A girl with a heart of a man because her industrious and affable demeanor despite many odds, do not slow her down. She believes in many rising as far as there is life and simplicity and al long as there is understanding and effective communication, Life is easy. She loves to have everyone around if one can be true friends with her with no strings attached. She is just herself; who are you?
What's your Life?
To all of those that joy in the discomfort of others, who loves to sell their friends out at whatever price they can get, and have in one way or the other blighted confidences, and then pretend all is well. To those that think too much of themselves as high above other people, and have looked down on them; you have judged and criticized, forgetting that everyone is as human as you are. You, who have gossiped falsely, have wronged and even hurt them deeply. To people who have pilfered others’ dynamism for their egoistic gains and then taken them for granted.
You, who steal friend’s dreams, hard work and then turn it into a redundant sham. You have monstrously stabbed your friends in the back because they don’t deserve what they have, and you do? You who have never apologized to make anyone feel better, neither do you care. you have never shown love to the people you care for because of the phobias of rejection and countless heartbreaks of the past, nor have you ever offered something modest and tangible as an offering of friendship to them that needed it; you think you are spending too much because friendship don’t mean a thing, and as such, should not be pricey.
to guys with whom their greed is worth more than another persons’ life to them, they have taken away these lives, happiness and never looked back, neither have their conscience deterred them because their heart is made of stone. They have come in the guise of friendship; in the likeness of a dove, to get what they want and then vanish into thin air like it never existed. There is no truth in their sensuous lips because it breeds venom that’s obviously not translucent. You are just too good at telling fabulous tales, in flattering and can also change into something of a chameleon regarding any circumstance. Most guys term this as being very heroic.
To guys who have had sexual adventures and have chosen to campaign it so you can be rated how adroit and good you are at wooing and on bed. Thus, you are good at telling these tales regarding girls you have crossed their paths to boost your prestigious masculine ego. By so doing, you have hurt girls on countless occasions and then celebrated your success, yet you plan to make yourself a renowned chief celebrity in the Guinness book of records. How interesting!
Of course, the girls would not be exempted. Girls have delighted in being some other persons they are not until they cannot really understand their true self. They delight in subtle lies as ticket to fame and as such, are not trustworthy in almost every ramification. Well, we know this may be due to what have been faced in their early juvenile stages or otherwise, but, this has been dragged far too long. To girls who have also stolen without regrets, neither have you succumbed to the thrashings of your mind that constantly reminds you that what you do is in the wrong.
To you girls who have descended to sell yourselves short under the guise of poverty and helpless conditions to feed your hungry mouths and unlimited desires, you have sold your body, integrity and respect to the fantasies, ecstasies and luxuries that the world and the masculine allure offers. To those ladies who have chosen to revenge out of spite to quell the hurts and pain inflicted to us on purpose especially by those we have loved and trusted. You have chosen to lead a risky and lackadaisical way of life because it has been too good a life for you; you feel this is a never-ending-luck. Should you not realize this isn’t a secured way of life?
To fathers who have forsaken their “first love” for the shimmering luxuries of nothings likened to the jezebels and vanities of this earth. Where has that love gone? The endearing promises made on sacred alter, bonded by oaths, pure and sanctified by the fairest of all. Where is the evidence of promise made to that woman who stood by you through the narrowest of paths, on thorns webbed with poisonous venom, and those times your imperfections outweighed your own strength? Where is your promise to the children you begat in consummation of that same love? The care you ought to show your kids, seeing yourself in them and then glorying in their daily productivity? Why have you chosen to soil your hands in the unprofitable shortcuts to the comforts of life?
To mothers with whom their ego is as whimsical and classically venomous. They have destroyed themselves, others, their homes and even their children with this. They have both loved and killed alongside these things that they sometimes do not seem to notice. you have tried alongside your difficulties, challenges and weaknesses to pave a straight and smooth path that was originally your youthful dream but have also succumbed to the blows of life, stood by its pains, held onto its failures and then regarded yourself as not fit for humanity, your beloved and those you wished to create an impact in their lives as you moved through that path. Hence, you see yourself a failure and then have attempted to see it all in your children and your home. Why have you succumbed this weakness?
Where do we get the friends we have always desired, those that build our strength and weaknesses by their courage and believe in us when we have none? Who can care as much as our biological relations? Who can understand our fears, worries and then calm them with their words and unbiased love? Where do we get an unblemished, true friendship that comes from within our truest heart and not request an impossible task in return?
Should we not be comforted by the strengths and woes that come from this life, seeing that it teaches us to understand ourselves clearly and then be more courageous? or we not be comforted by the zeal of hope that always strive to prove itself in us, that tells us that while we are yet alive, we are not alone? should we not be comforted in the truth that there’s some hopeful drive in us that we do not know to have, that without these pains and discomforts, we would give up on life, our persons and the real us. Thus, making us weak and unfit to live?
Therefore, if I have wronged you in any way, I may or not have known it...but it'd really be nice of you to tell me and then... forgive. Please! I beg of u....
Forgive yourselves and start afresh because it doesn’t hurt to be a new you, let the past always be the past.
Annie Vikaie Umanah
Feb. 2010
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