For eight years I had gotten used to preparing for the one big day in every year up to the July of 2011. This year is different, very different...no longer will I work towards this big event that use to be the center of my focus from the beginning of the year to the end of July. For the first time in eight years...its gone. Well, I have moved from my little bachelor flat that I use to complain about to a one bedroom that still needs unpacking. One would think I just moved in over the weekend but yet its been a week or two now since my move. I am much happier here even though I haven't found my energy nor interest to stand up and unpack. This place is much better that where I was, at-least here I cant complain much about the pests that I was sharing the previous flat with, now I am able to disappear into my room; shut the door and not see the roaches at the kitchen whilst sitting or relaxing on my bed. I must say - I am really pleased with this step I have taken (that might just b...

Wow, time flies…last year exactly around this time, I remember we had a crisis with H1N1 Virus, there were the xenophobia attacks happening and recession had hit S.A amidst. Really, it all feels like yesterday! Now that saying has become not just but feels even like it for me

Apart we grow slowly we fall Thee innocents no longer in tune with the dreams Would it be easy to allow it to just be? Apart we grow slowly we fall Toss and turn in the middle of the night Your fire may never come to ignite Apart we grow slowly we fall So easily comes the forbidden fruit To sooth and healeth thy sorrow Make me forget make me free Apart we grow slowly we fall No longer a whisper nor a scream Thy worth has waned out Interest has fallen along the way Apart we grow slowly we fall Cold as ice are the dreams Cold as ice are the words Not sure what to say nor how to say it Apart we grow slowly we fall

If you take a closer look…You might be able to see that life is a game. A chess game and we are the pawns in it. Life is but a dream, it is made out of sweet dreams and nightmares. If you have more nightmares than sweet dreams then your life is a nightmare. I am not as naïve as I look…nah that not me talking; that was a line in a series said by Sookie telling her blood sucking stone cold main streaming man. We wear many masks, we are shape-shifter that gives an illusion to others- I can be whatever you want to see happening in your eyes. That’s going with the flow. Don’t forget, it’s a game. You have to play well and play wise because:- You might think you are winning but yet leaving your queen wide open You might think you are getting your way and are manipulating your opponent…but never underestimate your enemy 'match mate’ (enemy is such strong of a word) because you might be taken for a ride to dreamland… Driving naked to a breakfast 24hour joint; …that’s just another scenario ...

I have a nerve to break free and voice the anger within me that burns so much of me. It destroys my dreams and my plans for my future It leaves me empty with no words to whisper nor describe the gruesomeness and rage I hold within How dare I allow myself to think there be wrong with me and that I am undeserving of happiness and glory Wipe this tear that seem to run out of line with the other tear drops that fall straight from the eye down my chick to my hands This one goes from the eye to my ear straight to my heart, what tear are you? The salt burns the muscle within and as my heart rate increases, it slowly burns a whole I seek no longer to mother whilst I’ve never bared a child in my belly to life I seek no longer to argue because my debate days were much long enough and fun in high school mostly I seek no longer to question because I somehow do not wish to know the answers or the reasons behind them And so, I do away with that tear; stop the salt from tearing me apart…slowly but su...

Its amazing to look deep at a lion’s glare and see a puppy… this goes to prove that there is a heart in every stone cold person. As much as majority of people are against the beliefs and morals of the late AWB leader Terre'Blanche, SABC 3 Special Assignment broad casted a live interview done by the dead Boer comrade. As much as I am of different nature to this man, and as much as I have bitter blood for his kind but I do respect a man who is Pro humanity and Fairness. His arrogance may have propelled him to become the male chauvinist that he was now that was unfortunate. And this man was seen as the devil on a horse because of his ways and means. But this is just a mere example of how a person can be so misunderstood and misjudged to the point where they become that which is perceived of them. And also the opposite of this situation can also occur, when chance and chance again is given and yet one fails to understand or manipulate that chance to their favour. It is gruesome and sad...

Sundays are usually a day to relax and kick back for most of us. We sleep till late and start the day only at 18:00 in the evening. We go through the 6 days of the week, 5 days at work and Saturdays at the library and Sundays...for sleeping. But, there ARE those who seek comfort and work 7 days a week ad still manage to wake up early on Sunday morning and go to church. You always wonder why people take the time to get out of their houses and go to a church if they can still prays the Lord at their own houses. It is said that the church is the house of the Lord, it is where one goes to seek salvation and truth. The church is made for one to come and take off of the burdens of the week and to thank the Lord for the blessings and grace that have been given to you. I always had an excuse for not going to church ever since I left my home town, amongst the many reasons, the church was too far to attend or the environment was too different from what I know from back home... Today...I went to ...