the dead are,,

are just that dead, they don’t turn into ghost haunting you, and they don’t live through us in our hearts. Their memory fades no matter how hard u want to believe otherwise.

Those who once were among us, have left living their foot prints on moving grounds, are to be erased by a change of wind, or dried up by the sun. They leave us with memories we try to hold on too, either by our own weak memories or with recordings. Those never will suffice and the more you dwell on them the less they become.

Hoping you’d pass them in a crowd, or catch a glimpse of them won’t ever happen. Dreaming of them is your mind tricking u in to coping and rationalizing it.

Danny is dead, what’s wrong with grey’s anatomy!

The wise one says
‘a life lived in stress, is a short and exhausted’

Too short to be a building?

The way building disintegrate with time, so do we. What happens if those crumbled bricks are never replaced with new ones, is our demise in reach. With every moment passing we get ahead in this marathon, but do we really want to arrive at the finishing line.

What happens if you don’t realize your crumbling until you are down to dust, have you inspired many by your grand statue, have you brought glory to your creators name, or have you stood in the gray shades of the city.

Make every floor counts don’t skip the 13th for some superstition you might hold, raise higher out of the shade, and cast your shade on all others. Rise as high as wish as you now your collapse is due anytime.

Dress up in greens and blues even pink and oranges whatever suits you, it’s your time not any ones borrowed time your not obliged to please others. Have no windows or be all windows, rotate or change colors, be on water or land, be whatever you want as time is too short to oblige anyone else.

Not every building will not topple as the Pisa tower, and so little will endure time a the Eiffel tower, but many will sink like Atlantis or end up as the ruins of Rome. If your demise is unavoidable make it count, leave your name in the history books, or in any story. Leave your trace even if it was a half bent beam or torched wooden floor.

The wise one says
“Today I rise, tomorrow I’m high”

The same pointless lines,

At times it feels like life is on repeat, the same mistakes are made over and over again, same conclusions found one time after the other. I fail to see the lessons learnt from it all. History is redundant like all the TV series out there, it just repackaged in new colors but it’s all the same. Why then seek new when it will be old and in fact all the same.

What annoys me beyond all is that although we know it will all reach an end we still insist on starting it. When we reach the conclusion, we wish we had been better to them we wish we had more time with them, rarely do we wish to have never met them, and even thou you might do, you can’t help but meet them.

I wish I’d been better, I promise to be better to whoever comes next, then by the end I realize no promises have ever been kept. Living on with regrets becomes depressing, letting go of you downfalls and you misery allows u to repeat them all over again.

Keep on living with the same lines, I’m sorry becomes a life motto for all the things I’ve done and all the things I’ll do.

Then it’s the time we have together is worth remembering, still what is truly embedded in my memory is the end, how dramatic or mundane it might have been. Miserable are those memories, for only silly pointless ones will drown them out eventually.

Let me repeat every mistake all over again if it means a guiltless life.

The wise one says
‘A purely happy life, is but a lie’

Amazed

If over night we changed the 7 wonders, how can I still be amazed by their wonder. I suppose new wonders has just emerged, it's just the mystical bewilderment things cast on our human minds.

I suppose its a matter of understating or confusion, if our very sophisticated minds can’t comprehend it, then surely its amazing.

Sitting in library filled with books as old as time, didn’t leave me with a wow what history moment. Having a breakfast at a castle with painting from 100 years ago; did little to amaze me. Going to the holy Land I wasn’t impressed by the size of it thou religiously I value it. seeing the Pyramids left me with dust in my hair.

What does that say about me, the truth is grand things do little to impress me when every day there is something newer & better. The only thing that impresses me, is the human who writes these books, build these monuments. What amazes me is that we are still capable of creating more wonders for other to be amazed by.

Whatever your background, culture and situation is, you are capable of leaving a legacy, be it a song or a statue. Well at least that is what I believe.

To all the people who create I’ll be forever amazed & impressed


The wise one says
‘you life is but your perception’

Changing colors,

It’s this time of year ‘September’ despite it might be fall in fact everything starts. We slip into new skins, those who go back to the same school and those who go to yet another school, only this time we start it with holiest month of our calendar.

Well this time I get to a new school, new people, new city, new colors. Will I find a new skin to slip into or will mine stand the change. I do wonder how will this time of year be different from all others. Can we change with changing colors or do just shed old skin to grow new ones.

It’s a time for new possibilities, to color our lives with new colors, Recently I find my self flooded by colors Sunny Yellows and Limey Greens, and dream in Cartoon-ish Colors. What will be this fall’s colors.

My friend gave me this little threaded Doll its head is made of little colorful cotton balls. I initially bought ‘Ro’ A Green Fella with a a brown Afro, Then my aunt got me an orange one tied up in chains and screws poor fella he is named ‘Skewy’, then my sis got me a humongous one which is name ‘Bakumba’. Then recently the one my the one my friend got me and its called ‘VIC’ Vibrant in Colors. (in short this is the history of Ro and his family, Bukumba is the only girl)

The Wise one says:
‘If Blue is the Sky, then every other color is closers’

Light up

How weird is that I do not have any lighting in my bedroom. I guess the only reason I did change the bulbs were so I can write my homework and study, being a graduate means I don’t do either.

Originally I had ceiling lights ‘chandlers’, but after an unfortunate event in which I was pretty lucky to miss by few seconds; I opted to never have lights above my bed ever again! One exploded and shattered all over my room, so I did the safest thing and took of the other. They say lightning rarely hits the same spot twice, will I don’t even like these odds. This event occurred while I was studying a light-needing-person. I got lamps in all sizes, but since I graduated they burned out and I never saw the point of replacing them as all I do in this room is sleep.

Anyhow fall is coming and a cleaning is in order, so I guess I need to get new light bulbs.

Being on vacation allows you to make a lot of little things, I’ve done much more with my free time, but having no light is quite an interesting concept. It confines your usual options, if I do not use day light then by night I’m lost, another inconvenience; the wireless internet in this floor has broken down, we’ll need to buy a new modem but like the light bulbs and being on vacation we’ve opt to go retro and use cable, or be space confined to the lower floor where the modem still works.

With the all conveniences we have, space and time have become pretty flexible. Time travel doesn’t seem to be sci-fi anymore but rather a conceivable idea ‘I think’. Having the microwave break down makes you either learn to appreciate cold food or use the oven for more than baking cupcakes. You could be hundred miles away or 2 feet apart and still use IM to talk, having no upstairs Internet have allowed more space for vocal dialogue. There is always growth with or with out technology, we can’t deny or reliance on it but without a calculator we still can multiply till 12 easily.

If we allow technology to do our day-to-day thinking would this give us more time to develop new ideas and explore new concepts. Are we limited by our inventions or are they tools for our advancement.

I guess all I’m trying to say is I need to get new light bulbs.

The wise one says
‘in a blackout we will always have the stars’

Discoveries.

The world is a big place, and the universe is a wondrous thing, yet it seems to me that ever thing has been discovered, and still we are asked to always come up with original ideas. The world have been here longer than us and many other have preceded us and they had shared so many ideas and made the discoveries that there are to be made. Once you’d sit under a tree and discover gravity, everything was new and original. I think in our time it’s about reevaluating our findings tweaking them and mending them wherever needed. Once we have 9 planets now we are down to 8.

We as individuals have so much to learn from what is out there already, how do we discover new boundaries when we are still exploring the defined ones.

I believe despite all of that, there is so much to be discovered if not a worldly sense maybe on a personal level. I think I have so much to learn and much more to discover, I don’t want to explore the universe, I don’t need to visit Mars I’ll settle with a visit to Peru.

The wise Granny says
‘The nights beauty is captured by its moonlight, as a moonless night is just darkness’

Little annoying things

I have 2 little things that have been bothering for a while now, the truth they have been there since my first recollected memory, which might not mean much as I have a terribly bad memory.

One little thing is more annoying as it’s the most irritating like a fly that is fly over ur head but u can finish it off. Though you’ve seen many flies been crushed to death by a newspaper many times before. It’s only that my fly has magical power like harry potter coat! So I’ve vowed that in those coming months I’ll use all my strength, intelligence and resources to crush this fly once and for all. I suppose each have their fly they wish to crush down, be it a person or an actual fly.

The second little is bothersome, it’s the thing I grew to overlook and forget it exist, but I’m constantly reminded by others that it does exist. It’s not something I’m happy about but just like the extra fat I’ve been dragging along I just try to hide it as best as I can, but the blissful people insists on pointing it out. I feel sorry for the little thing as it is the people who are annoying most of the time..

The wise one says
‘be thankful for the flaws you have, for they make you loveable’

Sunshine.. Sunshine..

Pocketful of sunshine, is the song that resonates with me. I live at the other end of Earth where almost everyday is a sunny day. Hence I’m filled with Sunshine. No matter how long it rains, and how many green lights we fail to pass tomorrow you’ll find Sunshine.

When I’m asked where do I see myself in 5 years time, my answer will always be somewhere, no where, I’m no psychic. I recently found my happiest memory, I’ve always known which is my sad memory. My best happy memory was at the Alps mountains I was there with my whole family on a summer vacation, it was my first snow fight, my friend was there to and with her whole family! And there was Sunshine. After that Summer nothing was the same our families where never whole and we never had another snow fight. The next time I was at Apls at the same spot Global warming had melted away the snow with it my happy memory. That is my happiest memory.

We all can remember the worst moments, we can remember ever bone we broke or cut we had, as usually they leave scars. I think we should try hard to keep our happy memories alive as they leave no scars but if remembered will keep sunshine in your life.

Memories can be our Sunshine if we remember the happy ones along with the hurtful ones. Remember the dead by the way they lived and not the way they died. Remember your school days by the laughs you had before ending up in detention. Remember the summer you had jumping into fountains, the festivals you spent flipping around in the rides.

The Wise lady said
‘Sticks and stones are never going to shake me, I got a pocketful of sunshine’

it takes time to Sink...

I’m at that point of life when I should feel accomplishment mixed with a newfound sense with adventure. In truth all I feel is indifference, I think I’m just a bit numb to what is happening. I’m still trying to find my footing on this empty canvas this how it feels, I did my school years 18 years of studying! I should be relived, I’m happy but then again I’m always happy. I turned 22 but still it hasn’t truly sunk in, when a birthday comes you don’t automatically feel that things changed. We are will in our first month of 2008 and just today I was writing 2007 then I corrected my self.

Right now all I feel is that I’m blessed to have lived for 22 years and along the way have picked up some knowledge and wisdom from the people around me. I know this much if anything I have great friends and supportive family. I know I’m very blessed in this life and I thank Allah for it all, and hope my afterlife would be much much better! I know I can’t say if I’ll end up the first UAE national McDonald’s waitress or the first UAE women ambassador to some neat country!.. but all I can say is dreaming is free is my very wise friend puts it. Someone told me I should keep a journal on those coming days as they will pretty much shape my future and it’s a very exciting time, I sure do hope it is.

I’m not sure if I’ll continue my studies, or get a job. All I know is that tomorrow is filled with new possibilities that I very well know won’t be according to my plans, so for now things are in the air my future can wait a day a month, and it will just work it self out.

The wise one says
“Congratulations”