Friday, February 18, 2011

IM HAPPY

Someone may have stolen your dream when it was young and fresh and you were innocent. Anger is natural. Grief is appropriate. Healing is mandatory. Restoration is possible.
                                                                         by Jane Rubietta



IM HAPPY ....by missunderstood


i may hint this
act a little stiff
but im no misfit
not even a little bit
we may have a tiff
yet no one sees tits
but that doesn't make me unfit
 i struggle
to juggle on my own
yet not alone
being happy
when im feeling crappy
eat veggies
and still be happy
i may hint this
if you insist
that i will rather be
anyone else but me
this sappy puppy,
sturdy not chubby,
vivid not livid,
i insist on feeling happy,
when my insides feel pappy
i insist im no misfit
i may not fit
your fancy circles
or wear pretty ties
or tell silly lies
i make my own style
i rely on his presence
from which im filled with essence
with faith i feel happy
even when the whole me feels crappy
see me happy, see me happy
it works...im happy

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

AUNTY MAGGI

Aunty Maggi is a sophisticated lady who is comfortable, eloquent and intelligent at age 35. She’s in management & she is a friend to my dad and she seems to earn his respect because he tells mum to bring out the good china whenever she’s around. 
They earned the same pay but her car was cooler than my dad’s and her nails better manicured than my mums. I loved going to Aunty Maggi's house, it was a 3bedroom like ours but it was free of clutter and she always had digestive biscuits in her kitchen. ( back in the days)


Aunty Maggi was perfect in my eyes as a child but now I’m above 25 not yet 30, I fear the Aunty Maggi syndrome, I look to myself and I start to wonder where did aunty Magi miss the bus? (Marriage) recently, my male friends call me to ask for advice on their relationships as to if they should get married or not, I encourage them.

Yesterday, a girl friend came over and as she spoke I remembered aunty Maggi, we see everyone’s imperfections except ours, we compromise our standards on everything except in the man we want to spend the rest of our life with (chei, aunty Maggi, ooh ! )Because we have similar qualities like her, we are attractive, eloquent, industrious (doing well on the job), classy the only difference is our age!

 I don’t think she started out in the corporate world hoping to marry the job but somehow the relationships must have sucked till she stopped trying.

I also remember uncle jack, at 58 we loved him more than most because he loved us even though we weren’t his kids. He made my dad go to the beach with us and a lot of fun stuff; I can’t help to think how lonely he felt when he got home.

I realized yesterday, I love being a career woman, a chique at that but I don’t want to be aunty Maggi, I want to be Mrs. kuku: hot& young after having kids, the neighbors watch her even when she goes to shop, beautiful, smart, with a hot man to dote on her every need, I won’t become aunty Maggi, I won’t.

What about you? Are you gradually becoming uncle jack or are you already aunty Maggi , it’s not too late to catch the bus, there is always one…in the spirit of valentines ( which passed a few days ago and was fun!! *smiling*), everyone deserves to be loved including you don’t give up just yet, cause I haven’t!!

Friday, February 11, 2011

WHO ARE YOU?

 I met her at a work meeting, the sun was shinning and it was a regular day, she walked over to me and said "hey, do I know you somewhere?" I have photographic memory I never forget a face ,and I say no ( but she’s a girl, if it’s a guy i would have said " cheap pick up line",but shes a girl, so i listen some more then she asks the schools I attended and we have no-no there ( i grew up north and she grew up south ). I look at her she seemed harmless so we became chatty not long after that I started complaining at the scarcity of hot guys at the meeting and she agreed with me on that , she goes out to her car and comes back three buttons down on her shirt and I’m like girl ( are u trying to steal my man ?( a hot south African at the high table who hadn't even looked at me ) and  she says I’m trying to seduce you.......( I laughed!!!) I found out later that day that it wasn't a joke when I saw her drooling at me!!! She’s bisexual, she insists shes not a lesbian but im not the first girl she has ever liked ( this gets me thinking......till now by the way), she wants the white picket fence and the kids but she won’t mind a girl once in a while. 


What’s your sexual orientation??? 
What makes us straight or gay, is everything in life grey neither black or white ??? Is there a fence on everything? I know this is a controversial subject but I’m just asking questions??? What’s makes us behave the way we do? (  this is not a timlaye book) Our upbringing ?, environment ?, religion ?or our choices? What do we use to make our choices???
 When is enough enough?in terms of choices ? when is sitting on the fence not cool or cool? when is it right not to decide? when is it right not to pick a side at war? everyday we are at war and we take sides, in the office, at home, taking sides is a culture! being in between (mmmh?????)

 As Africans, we are born traditional. Are we too civilized now that we are so open minded to everything? 
Or are we hypocrites suppressing our true desires so we fit the profile?
 Do we love the people in our lives because they have the right credentials or because when they walk into a room it seems as if the lights come on? Do we love the people in our lives for security or general acceptance? why do we love or marry? what leads us to make a lifetime decision to marry anyone? the credentials  or our hearts?who are we? and who are these people that we are deciding to let into our lives?do we know who they are? do we want to really know them? or are we happy with the telescopic view of our loved ones? is too much information detrimental to love? who are you?

Are we who we are because we are told it’s who we are supposed to be? Or are we who we are because we are tired of fighting everyone and we want to blend in?

Who are we? Winners or losers? Who are we? Straight or gay? Are we in between in every decision in our live that even in the bedroom we don’t have a preference? 

Sit down and think clearly, your thoughts are yours alone but between chocolate ice cream and chicken and chips, chocolate ice cream will win for me?
 I choose to decide not to be on the fence? I’m so tired of listening to people saying( I have two girls I don’t know which one to marry they are both good)  the truth in my opinion not choosing is a decision to ( and it means none is good enough) ,
 I have three guys I’m confused ( none is good enough) no two things or people are equal? Everything is unique and if it doesn’t stand apart to you then don’t choose it. 
Love is easy; the decision to be in love is  made subconsciously, without asking for your permission your heart starts to reach for David’s or Martha’s? So many better qualified guys or girls but you miss this one more, you would hop on a 12hour flight for Julie but you won’t for Dan?

I believe there’s always a choice and being in between is denying the truth, what is your heart saying?for instance, I kiss him without starring in his eyes because I’m scared he will see that I don’t love him as he does me but I kiss him because today no one in the whole world looks at me as he does now.

Sometimes we settle because we can’t get what we want, sometimes we hang in the balance because we fear acknowledging our choice is not the popular choice is hard?

 But are we happy in between? Do we shut our eyes when we are in between and wish we were in an alternate universe where there will be no judging? If I marry a guy who the whole doesn't think is good enough for me , i will suck it up if I wake up in the morning and I see him lying next to me and my heart flutters with joy the judging eyes cannot see.

 I choose to decide because I choose to be happy!! I choose green tea over coffee, writing over idle chatter, church services over random dates, dancing over video games, romance over empty sex, what do u decide? Who are you? I’m a romantic, I am waiting for my happily ever after, and I pray for my forever what do you wait for? Darkness or million bucks? Make a stance, pick a date, and make a choice? Set the pace, please stop hanging in the balance its unfair to the world, it’s unfair to you, you deserve better my dear, you do.

Monday, February 7, 2011

SEPARATE?

There are various reasons to separate and sometimes it’s in our everyday friendships, some other times in our work environment, Sometimes from our families . 
Is any form of separation really legal? Does the court of law help to severe the emotional bonds? Does a divorce end a marriage? Does quitting the job erase the experience? Does moving from the outskirts to the city make you a socialite? (Or a New Yorker? I love Carrie Bradshaw?)
Does breaking up make the feelings disappear? Separation involving human emotions to me is never legal because it occurs in the mind and like a good friend of mine says " no man can be arrested for his thoughts" so  documentation , court injunctions, taking off are actions to assist the process but when we truly separate from someone or anything it occurs first in our minds. 
Does making the separation legal help?
Does telling him or her that is over help?
Does moving out help?
Does taking the new job help?
Do you lie at night sometimes to think of the one who got a way?
 Do you wish you told your boss to suck it up? 
Do you wish you never lived in that neighborhood because the other day the office assistant walked up to you to discuss your mama?
 Is separation ever easy? No! Is it the solution? Sometimes. Should you make it legal? It depends.
Legal or not? You must first separate from your mind! Stop the ex thoughts (it wouldn't have worked and if it’s true love why is she or he moving on and your there thinking about them?), your boss misses you (yeah, right!  You’re the best staff but wait a second, how many times has he offered you your job back or persuaded you with a raise or called to check up on you? (The company is growing without you) get up and separate! Let go of the past forge into your future, let sleeping dogs lie.
 This valentine: if you don’t have a date, date yourself! Please don’t dwindle about the past but  prepare for your future, alone or not?the Future is only for the living. Let’s spy into our future, though it’s unsure, I would rather have that. i miss the past but its past, and i will miss you guys that im leaving behind but its time to separate, to let go and move on, its time!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

LOVE IS A VERB


Valentine’s day , is mostly a season of decadence to me and for the pious a season more like Christmas ( without the cheer) charitable giving and exchange of gifts and all. To most its lovers day the day I love you is born and also buried.

 How do you translate a feeling which can make one sacrifice the only thing he’s got into a sentence.
 I insist I love you is a sentence which should end with an apostrophe or question mark, a comma sets it back and a full stop limits it.
I googled how to say I love you in various languages but my language is not on the list (kalabari so sad). we don’t have a direct translation for I love you, we can say ( I ibelema ) I like you , but the word love is not available, also in tiv language there’s no direct translation I googled it ( guys, south- south peeps and middle belters we need to put our language on the internet). You can imagine my annoyance in seeing I love you in Yoruba (Yoruba folks no vex) you guys are the founding fathers of yahoo in Nigeria so I know.
 I’m attaching the list for your perusal add your language if it’s possible. Love is a verb to me because as a noun it’s simply like hi or bye, I love you is an action.
 For instance, I love you because you mean the world to me (in action I can do anything to make sure you remain well and at peace in this world)
 I love you (means I don’t know how to act around you? no, it means I care for you deeply and I want you to know I will be there),
 I love you my son (I will always take care of you),
 I love you, Martha (in all the unpleasantness in the world I will always be pleasant to you)
 I love you is a word said after a commitment has been made in a man’s heart ( man in this case symbolizes humans)
 I choose to love you Stefan (means despite all the other hot guys willing to die for my safety I prefer yours (vampire diaries addict)
 I love you (it doesn’t mean I want to own you but I enjoy being a part of you)
 I love you bloggers (means please don’t stop reading or writing as the case maybe. I love you, folks (till my dying breathe we are joined).
 I love you sha!!! I wonder what that means……………..( fill in the blank)

The list of how to say I love you in different languages in the world! Enjoy.

Afrikaans -
Eke het jou lief
Albanian -
Te dua
Arabic -
Ana behibak (to male)
Arabic -
Ana behibek (to female)
Armenian -
Yes kez sirumen
Bambara -
M'bi fe
Bangla -
Aamee tuma ke bhalo baashi
Belarusian -
Ya tabe kahayu
Bisaya -
Nahigugma ako kanimo
Bosnian -
Volim te
Bulgarian -
Obicham te
Cambodian -
Bung Srorlagn Oun (to female)
Oun Srorlagn Bung (to male)
Cantonese/Chinese
 Ngo oiy ney a
Catalan -
T'estimo
Cheyenne -
Ne mohotatse
Chichewa -
Ndimakukonda
Corsican -
Ti tengu caru (to male)
Creol -
Mi aime jou
Croatian -
Volim te
Czech -
Miluji te
Danish -
Jeg Elsker Dig
Dutch -
Ik hou van jou
Elmer Fudd -
I wove you
English -
I love you
Esperanto -
Mi amas vin
Estonian -
Ma armastan sind
Ethiopian -
Ewedishalehu : male/female to female
Ewedihalehu: male/female to male.
Faroese -
Eg elski teg
Farsi -
Doset daram
Filipino -
Mahal kita
Finnish -
Mina rakastan sinua
French -
Je t'aime, Je t'adore
Gaelic -
Ta gra agam ort
Georgian -
Mikvarhar
German -
Ich liebe dich
Greek -
S'agapo
Gujarati -
Hu tumney prem karu chu
Hiligaynon -
Palangga ko ikaw
Hawaiian -
Aloha wau ia oi
Hebrew -
Ani ohev otah (to female)
Hebrew -
Ani ohev et otha (to male)
Hiligaynon -
Guina higugma ko ikaw
Hindi -
Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hai
Hmong -
Kuv hlub koj
Hopi -
Nu' umi unangwa'ta
Hungarian -
Szeretlek
Icelandic -
Ég elska þig
Ilonggo -
Palangga ko ikaw
Indonesian -
Saya cinta padamu
Inuit -
Negligevapse
Irish -
Taim I' ngra leat
Italian -
Ti amo
Japanese -
Aishiteru
Kannada -
Naa ninna preetisuve
Kapampangan -
Kaluguran daka
Kikongo -
Muke zolaka nge
Kiswahili -
Nakupenda
Konkani -
Tu magel moga cho
Korean -
Sarang Heyo
Latin -
Te amo
Latvian -
Es tevi miilu
Lebanese -
Bahibak
Lingala -
Nalingi yo
Lithuanian -
Tave myliu
Macedonian
Te Sakam
Malay -
Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu
Malayalam -
Njan Ninne Premikunnu
Maltese -
Inhobbok
Mandarin Chinese -
Wo ai ni
Marathi -
Me tula prem karto
Mohawk -
Kanbhik
Moroccan -
Ana moajaba bik
Nahuatl -
Ni mits neki
Navaho -
Ayor anosh'ni
Nepali -
Ma Timilai Maya Garchhu
Norwegian -
Jeg Elsker Deg
Pandacan -
Syota na kita!!
Pangasinan -
Inaru Taka
Papiamento -
Mi ta stimabo
Persian -
Doo-set daaram
Pig Latin -
Iay ovlay ouyay
Polish -
Kocham Cie
Portuguese -
Amo-te
Romanian -
TE IUBESC
Roman Numerals -
333
Russian -
Ya tebya liubliu
Rwanda -
Ndagukunda
Scot Gaelic -
Tha gra\dh agam ort
Serbian -
Volim te
Setswana -
Ke a go rata
Sign Language -
,\,,/ (represents position of fingers when signing 'I Love You'
Sindhi -
Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan
Sioux -
Techihhila
Slovak -
Lu`bim ta
Slovenian -
Ljubim te
Spanish -
Te quiero / Te amo
Surinam-
Mi lobi joe
Swahili -
Ninapenda wewe
Swedish -
Jag alskar dig
Swiss-German -
Ig liebe di
Tajik
Man turo Dust Doram
Tagalog -
Mahal kita
Taiwanese -
Wa ga ei li
Tahitian -
Ua Here Vau Ia Oe
Tamil -
Naan unnai kathalikiraen
Telugu -
Nenu ninnu premistunnanu
Thai -
Chan rak khun (to male)
Thai -
Phom rak khun (to female)
Turkish -
Seni Seviyorum
Ukrainian -
Ya tebe kahayu
Urdu -
mai aap say pyaar karta hoo
Vietnamese -
Anh ye^u em (to female)
Vietnamese -
Em ye^u anh (to male)
Welsh -
'Rwy'n dy garu
Yiddish -
Ikh hob dikh
Yoruba -
Mo ni fe
Zimbabwe -
Ndinokuda