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Gratitude

Before anyone starts saying,"Oh gosh,a religious propaganda." I just want to say...if read closely,you will notice that the summary of it all,is the same in all religions.

I'm thankful for everything that I have in my life,be it my diseases,wealth,health or life.Its taken a lot to come to a point in my life when I don't cry over it but I'm grateful as this is what is intended to be and al Hamdullilah ,I'm happy for everything.

Many of us take things for granted either ways.Whether we are blessed,have no problems and therefore,forget to be thankful as we assume ,its all because of our luck,our brain and our doing .But it isn't!There is a supreme being who does things we cant explain.Its actually how you have your take on certain situations.Some of us feel we are have been cursed and what not and sometimes ,if you think of it from a different perspective,its all happening for your own good.It may take a few hours,days or years to realise it but something g…

An unwelcome guest

There are a few things that I use as standard to realise how unwelcome Iam or how your hostess indeed feels about their guests.

Now Iam not the kind of person who will always call in before coming over.There was a time when I just came over coz I missed that person and wanted to spend some quality time.Its not about meals or food or anything.Serve me tea with biscuits and I'm good as long as you are as happy to have me as I'm to see you.I have seen my share of people over the years and now I do call before coming over.I may be missing someone a lot but it doesn't mean the other feels the same.Even your own family is like any other friends nowadays.

How you know you aren't that welcome :

1) You arrive at a house,you are greeted and then left for way to long to be on your own. Reason : Stuff is being prepared and you have no time to sit with your guest who just walked in. I think leaving someone like that for over 10 minutes means you aren't that glad.

2) You being w…

Battle of hair

Hair Hair...One of the things I see in the mirror nowadays and simply breaks my heart.

When the seasons change I tend to have a temporary hair fall but lately it has been numberless.I oil my hair after I shower.I take good care of it.But I'm guessing ,the fact I'm running low on iron internally ,is posing threat to the last of my species of hair.

As a kid,I had ass length hair ( another word for real long) but I could care less.My mom says watching me play was watching a male lion playing in the wild.My hair was mostly unkempt,thanks to only me.I didn't like a comb or a brush or oil or human hands going through it.Combing my hair required military like combat skills.It involved my mom screaming my name a 100 times before she chased me and got tired,then the Alpha male dropped in,caught me and fixed in between my mom's super strong thighs.While she hit my head a 100 times to get over her frustration and she poured coconut oil from some pinkish metallic can onto my head…