Love unites...

I may not know the key to being a people of one undivided entity, but I know there's something within everyone that we can use to demolish the shackles of hatred, and that thing is "love." I know I may not be the right person to talk about love, because I breakup faster than I make up, but this love is not necessarily your usual romantic or adulterous type of relationships. I am referring to a feeling of affection and care towards one another.

The love I am talking about starts by showing God some gratitude, treating His Prophets with profound awe and respect. It's about showing your parents and especially your mothers affection even after their demise. It's about parents being protective, spouses manifesting overtanding and a decent feeling of intimate attachment towards one another, siblings showing empathy for each other, and each recognising the feelings of the other. It even includes that favourably disposed attitude towards our friends and fellow men.

But you cannot be nice or say you like someone but hate his or her dog. If you say you like someone, you should accept everything about them, including the people they like.

Until then...

Until success and affluence become ultimate reasults of hardwork, dedication, perseverance, honesty and adherence to established moral and ethical codes; until meritocracy is kept erect, and people do away with that feeling of identity and loyalty to the people they like, even if they're not likeable; until everyone's free from hypocrisy, disguise and false pretense, humanity will be as crooked as a dog's hind leg, and we will keep giving the dog a bad name. Like we now call ours a "dog eat dog world."

Count yours, we're all blessed, just in different ways...

They say if you can't run with the big dogs, you'd better stay on the porch. And I say if you can't keep up with the good that others are doing, stay on your couch and watch 'Popeye the Sailor.'

Let hopelessness not lead you to a feeling of dislike or a contemptuous rejection of the God-given grace, elegance, or skill of another person. Count your own blessings and be grateful, because in this Dunia, there's always something for everyone.

Be nice to elders....

It is very dangerous to criticise other people's parents, even if it is going to be an implied criticism, and especially when such parents are your own parents' contemporaries. Some of them can borrow guts to talk and it may not be so favourable.

Once upon a time, there was this kid that had this misguided attitude of rebuking elders, just for the heck of it. One day, these old men were at their spot minding their own business, the arrogant kid pulled over, and because they knew they were about to hear another harsh criticism, one of them thought enough was enough, and before the kid could finish saying "you people," the old man retorted: "Whoa, kid! Not today. You see, we may not be as great as your dad that left you a fortune to inherit, but we're honourable people."

Then there was deafening silence, everyone wondering what the old man was about to say. The kid was like: "go on, what do you know?" The old man pointing to his friends said: "at least none of us here was ever foolish enough to sleep with, let alone impregnate his own daughter." He then added: "kid, maybe you should ask your mom who the father of your sister's son is."

Paradise of parasites...

From when I was a month to fifteen, I realised that a friend that resentfully desires your physical features or material possessions is not a friend. Like the type of friend that wouldn't even want to roll with you to a place where your presence will be acknowledged, or where honour and repute will be brought upon you.

Such a friend can ask for an outing this minute, get you all excited, probably because he or she's got something new to flaunt, but only to call off the plan at the eleventh hour, and simply because you came looking so well off, inciting his or her sense of inferiority into action.

Soon as I became an adult, I learned to say to such people: 'you know what, fuck your feelings. I am gonna go out and have fun with those who love me for me, because in the end, my happiness is what's more important.' It's not like I became reserved or remote, I am still a people person, but I'll rather have a handful of real people around me than be surrounded by a paradise of parasites.

Momentary loss of dignity.. very normal!

If you 'dohort' (fart) in public, accidentally that is, or you stumble and get your trousers torn, causing an awkward burst (backlight), don't let that momentary loss of dignity be written all over your face, because it can happen to anyone.

Once, but that was a long time ago, I went to this elderly neighbour to borrow his hand-pump and to pump up my basketball. As I bent forward to greet him with two hands, my pipes couldn't hold the digestive gases, and then you know the rest of the story. LOL

At that moment, I had two choices. One was to act like I'm more than human and see it as an improper act, or let pass the unexpected event and get my ball pumped for free, so I did the latter. Call it "nyaaka johm" (lack of self-respect) but to me it's "xam sohla" (inclined to get what you want).

For my part, having a feeling of shameful discomfort is a human tendency, provided it is not tending to dissuade or divert you form your purpose.

About ours...

I think because of the size of our population, anything, even as usual as dogs getting stuck during sex is capable of influencing undue opinions, time and behaviours. Then everything bursts inwards and so outrageously, until a new nonsense comes about, rendering the old one out of vogue.

In fact, what we choose to make trendy is not my problem. My concern is, almost all of them are totally unrelated, unapplicable, unimportant and unconnected to progress. They neither favour nor promote forward thinking.

I don't know, but I think we need a serious critical consideration of our consciences, motives and values. It will take us far.