Blessings in Disguise.
This statement can only and is only used when we figure out that the path we aspired to take, was wrong. Gravely wrong. Something where left would have stayed left and didn't become right would have been a real issue in our life. Sometimes we cry and question why we feel so much anguish and pain at the time but as the infamous saying goes "Everything happens for a reason", is completely true. Because in that, we have been taught a lesson, perhaps one we understand and yet still-if we fail; then we are forced to feel.
Blessings in Disguise(s) aren't something that are revealed overnight. It takes time, effort,dedication to find out why what went wrong, went wrong. Sometimes, if we're patient enough (not really known to be human nature), God opens doors for us Himself. And that day, as in my previous poem "Unanswered Prayers", we surely do learn the Universe most definately knows whats best for us.
I once had a friend whom whilst i was on the train, phoned me crying. She said she hadn't got the job that she had prepared for, for over a month. She cried until her eyes were raw red and nearly lost her voice when i saw her later that night and as i sat there, she snarled. "WHAT DO YOU HAVE A MASSIVE GRIN ON YOUR FACE FOR NADIA...I TRIED SO HARD FOR THIS AND I FAILED...!?"
I simply sat there and smiled at her and said " God has better plans for you. You may not beileve it. He does." And i let her cry. Rejection is a bitch, it stings...We all sadly know.
5 months into this situation and one day i got a call from an ex-colleague who so happened to work for the same company that my friend got rejected from. Later that evening, over dinner she told me that the boss whom my friend was to work for had been arrested and charged with rape and other sexual assault(s). He was known to prey on young attractive interns. My friend fit the description. I sat there and thanked God several times over for saving her. 2 days later i went round to her place and gave her the news. She was stunned, floored and gobsmacked. I asked her " Are you still sad you didn't make the cut?" She shook her head relentlessly and said "I'm so relieved and grateful i was saved...it was torture at the time but we can't see the future babe!". I replied "But God..can."
Another time when someone goes to Prison is a remarkable one. It either changes you, forces you to think of the person you are and the exposed stain that you have chosen to leave your family to bear through society's backchat or simply makes you more violent and ranking with Baphomet. Relationships, also a key factor. When someone chooses to walk out of your life, it usually tears you apart. You search for answers wondering and wishing they were given. 10 times out of 10, that person wasn't right for you. There IS someone out there not perfect albeit but right for you. And thats what counts.
You'd rather find out now and curb the hurt than make a commitment (not only on paper) and chance the gamble at the table. Simply isn't worth it.
So, on a concluding note. Let me say it again. EVERYTHING in this life happens for a reason. Learn to be thankful more for your tears than smiles because that water teaches you more direction than your gleaming sparkly teeth to the world, ever have or will.
Monday, 25 October 2010
Monday, 11 October 2010
The Altar
He stands at the Altar,
Knowing what happens next-will falter,
His teeth gleaming in the sunlight.
Inside-his heart puts up an undying fight.
She's stood there, beautiful and pristine,
Cool and fresh as listerine,
She loves this man, She loves him so
Little does she know how low he will go.
His heart crumbling under the pressure,
Waiting, knowing, wanting-all the lesser,
A sugar coated quinine,
Someone should tell her what should be seen.
She beileves he's good and pure,
No one can tell her otherwise, she's sure,
The other side of the coin so dark,
Something that will be left on her soul as a mark.
He loves another lady,
All this marriage a sham and all shady,
He's left with no choice
Is she called Louisa, Liz or Lois ?
She cries tears of joy,
Clueless of him and his dark ploy,
The want, The need and The greed,
This man's demonic nature is like a seed.
A seed it is, a seed it will remain,
Married though he may be,it'll always be a strain,
He does as he pleases,
One,two-he'll have as many main squeezes.
The Altar is a sacred space,
She respected it in all her white lace,
He came there with malice in his heart,
And malice it will be to her-just like an infected dart.
Knowing what happens next-will falter,
His teeth gleaming in the sunlight.
Inside-his heart puts up an undying fight.
She's stood there, beautiful and pristine,
Cool and fresh as listerine,
She loves this man, She loves him so
Little does she know how low he will go.
His heart crumbling under the pressure,
Waiting, knowing, wanting-all the lesser,
A sugar coated quinine,
Someone should tell her what should be seen.
She beileves he's good and pure,
No one can tell her otherwise, she's sure,
The other side of the coin so dark,
Something that will be left on her soul as a mark.
He loves another lady,
All this marriage a sham and all shady,
He's left with no choice
Is she called Louisa, Liz or Lois ?
She cries tears of joy,
Clueless of him and his dark ploy,
The want, The need and The greed,
This man's demonic nature is like a seed.
A seed it is, a seed it will remain,
Married though he may be,it'll always be a strain,
He does as he pleases,
One,two-he'll have as many main squeezes.
The Altar is a sacred space,
She respected it in all her white lace,
He came there with malice in his heart,
And malice it will be to her-just like an infected dart.
Thursday, 16 September 2010
Women like me
I've come to realize,
Women like me,
Don't care about size,
We are who we are and what we're meant to be.
Fabulously educated,
Polished and never fabricated,
Marchin' to the beat of our own drum
All thanx to the mum.
We become the drug,
In the winter-just essential like a shrug,
Men crave,
Lose it when they leave to rave.
Night beckons-the demons come out
The blaze of fury deepens,
Many a drunken lout,
The plot thickens and steepens.
Just remember little girl,
To become a woman,
Isn't about losing the most precious pearl
You gotta tame the villan,
The villan-before he consumes you alive
And all left of your life is strife.
Women like me
You either are or can never be.
Either way-its for all to see
Women like me,
Don't care about size,
We are who we are and what we're meant to be.
Fabulously educated,
Polished and never fabricated,
Marchin' to the beat of our own drum
All thanx to the mum.
We become the drug,
In the winter-just essential like a shrug,
Men crave,
Lose it when they leave to rave.
Night beckons-the demons come out
The blaze of fury deepens,
Many a drunken lout,
The plot thickens and steepens.
Just remember little girl,
To become a woman,
Isn't about losing the most precious pearl
You gotta tame the villan,
The villan-before he consumes you alive
And all left of your life is strife.
Women like me
You either are or can never be.
Either way-its for all to see
Girls On Girls !
And yes the title is misleading, so get over it ! ;)
The song was playing in my head (then again, Sex on Fire and thankyou Kings of Leon for that one-was too!) and i had no idea what to call my note, so Lo Behold i came out with the very common male fantasy !
Anyways...this note is about Effort !
There's no such thing as *too* busy. Any person who has told you that the reason they haven't contacted you is because they have been "so busy" (read: nice way to say avoiding you) is quite simply lying. As if we don't lie enough already..
If someone wants to make the effort, they will. I have always made the effort for people even though they didn't reciprocate it because its what made me different to the other person ! As i got wiser(getting older isn't the same!), i realised the reason i was left doing more in the partnership was because i simply-did. I used to do my own share, the other person's share and then some more...
There is no need for THAT MUCH effort if the person isn't giving you equal measure in return ! Someone whom when you call, are greeted by voicemail-doesn't even have manners to return it and texts you. Thats just disrespectful. Or those who don't even bother to get back to you. You will meet plenty of twats out there who are so happy to meet someone that showers them with goodwill and generosity-that all they do is bask and never shine rays in return. Kick them to the curb (and make sure you get a dog to piss on them while you're at it).
People like that are called Energy Vampires. To those not familiar to the term, i'll give examples to break it down so that it's clear. I once had a friend who was constantly in negative mode. No amount of pep talk, hugs and tissues (because she'd ALWAYS cry) cleared things up. Even looking things from an objective point of view didn't. Misery loves company-or so the saying goes and by the end of our talk-she'd leave me drained, tired and quite frankly-exhausted. Energy Vamps are exactly that. They aren't sanguine. Sanguine Vamps (ones who drink blood) are better. Atleast you know to protect your flesh so they don't steal your valuable red blood cells !!
These type will drain you of your own hope,ambition and happiness and make sure you are never happy. They feed on the positive person's energy to keep them going.
Effort should be made by both people. If the other person takes you and your stuff for granted, leave. And if its you taking someone and their effort for granted-shame on you. Effort shows independence. Do not put up with anyone who doesn't have the time for coffee yet leisurely can go for a game of pool to the pub and waste their time there because that was the best excuse they could come up with to avoid you. I give as good as i get. Thats not being calculating, simply cautious.
Oh and there are people who will read this note and think "Wait-i've made the effort and yet YOU are the one that doesn't bother". Thats simple. You lost my respect.
I cut slack on a lot of behaviour because i'm not one who gets irritated or angry easily. Occasionally, someone will do something thats just inexcusable. People often try and provoke me to see me lose my cool. And once a person loses my respect, there's no basis for friendship or anything for that matter.
Screw Love. You can love pretty much anyone with time. Give it a few adrenaline rushes, a well timed touch, a bit of PEA from the brain and constant eye contact and hormones are little buggers-they flow themselves. Respect-someone needs to be worthy of that. And once someone loses that- you automatically stop loving them because a lot of love for someone is practicaly based on respect !
Oh and making the effort also means that your grammar is correct. There's no excuse for it. Sloppy grammar takes down your intelligence level a few notches and intelligence commands respect.
And effort is respected
The song was playing in my head (then again, Sex on Fire and thankyou Kings of Leon for that one-was too!) and i had no idea what to call my note, so Lo Behold i came out with the very common male fantasy !
Anyways...this note is about Effort !
There's no such thing as *too* busy. Any person who has told you that the reason they haven't contacted you is because they have been "so busy" (read: nice way to say avoiding you) is quite simply lying. As if we don't lie enough already..
If someone wants to make the effort, they will. I have always made the effort for people even though they didn't reciprocate it because its what made me different to the other person ! As i got wiser(getting older isn't the same!), i realised the reason i was left doing more in the partnership was because i simply-did. I used to do my own share, the other person's share and then some more...
There is no need for THAT MUCH effort if the person isn't giving you equal measure in return ! Someone whom when you call, are greeted by voicemail-doesn't even have manners to return it and texts you. Thats just disrespectful. Or those who don't even bother to get back to you. You will meet plenty of twats out there who are so happy to meet someone that showers them with goodwill and generosity-that all they do is bask and never shine rays in return. Kick them to the curb (and make sure you get a dog to piss on them while you're at it).
People like that are called Energy Vampires. To those not familiar to the term, i'll give examples to break it down so that it's clear. I once had a friend who was constantly in negative mode. No amount of pep talk, hugs and tissues (because she'd ALWAYS cry) cleared things up. Even looking things from an objective point of view didn't. Misery loves company-or so the saying goes and by the end of our talk-she'd leave me drained, tired and quite frankly-exhausted. Energy Vamps are exactly that. They aren't sanguine. Sanguine Vamps (ones who drink blood) are better. Atleast you know to protect your flesh so they don't steal your valuable red blood cells !!
These type will drain you of your own hope,ambition and happiness and make sure you are never happy. They feed on the positive person's energy to keep them going.
Effort should be made by both people. If the other person takes you and your stuff for granted, leave. And if its you taking someone and their effort for granted-shame on you. Effort shows independence. Do not put up with anyone who doesn't have the time for coffee yet leisurely can go for a game of pool to the pub and waste their time there because that was the best excuse they could come up with to avoid you. I give as good as i get. Thats not being calculating, simply cautious.
Oh and there are people who will read this note and think "Wait-i've made the effort and yet YOU are the one that doesn't bother". Thats simple. You lost my respect.
I cut slack on a lot of behaviour because i'm not one who gets irritated or angry easily. Occasionally, someone will do something thats just inexcusable. People often try and provoke me to see me lose my cool. And once a person loses my respect, there's no basis for friendship or anything for that matter.
Screw Love. You can love pretty much anyone with time. Give it a few adrenaline rushes, a well timed touch, a bit of PEA from the brain and constant eye contact and hormones are little buggers-they flow themselves. Respect-someone needs to be worthy of that. And once someone loses that- you automatically stop loving them because a lot of love for someone is practicaly based on respect !
Oh and making the effort also means that your grammar is correct. There's no excuse for it. Sloppy grammar takes down your intelligence level a few notches and intelligence commands respect.
And effort is respected
Sunday, 12 September 2010
Is he Flashy ?
Flashy Men. Interesting but boring species- really.
Attractive women sadly have to bear the brunt of this, but all women in some form or shape do. The WORST type of flashy men are those who cannot back themselves up when they aspire to flaunt wealth. And then there are those who CAN afford all that and a bag of chips but feel the need to be boastful about it. A decent woman worth her salt will never ever be interested in this type of man. Ever. If you're a man reading this who loves to tell the world about how many Dom Periginon bottles your wallet is capable of affording and what car(s) you drive and you expect to have a woman of soul-forget it mate. No really-please do.
Myself and my girls (yes, we have regular talks!) have regularly got back to each other about some eager guy desperately flashing cash, his car (I'm fed up of hearing what amazing machine he drives!) and his connections. If i wasn't brought up well (thankyou Mummy and Daddy Arain), i'd be crass and say "Look geezer, not interested in what you eat,sleep or shit. Good on you if you've earned it but no need to plaster it in everyones face". I beileve in being modest NOT humble. Being humble is downplaying your own achievements but being modest is about not letting it get to your head. Most men STAY SINGLE because as much as us women LOVE a successful man but not one who is flashy !
I have often seen guys upload pictures of hard cash onto Facebook. Typical of me not to be bothered by whom my notes offend, time and time again- i have emphasised that my notes are wholehearted truth and nothing else. I just want to ask you who really cares how much you have earned and how much your smart arse is stashing away whether illegally or in a bank ?
The girls who go chasing for a rich man versus a wealthy man are saying it all. They are ALLOWING THEMSELVES to be bought by a man. And rightly so-he most definately will ! Because he knows she has made herself cheap in worth. Girls who go after rich men are toooooo lazy to work for themselves. Work meaning ambition.
All fabulous women however want a wealthy man. Wealth isn't just about money. It is about affluence and character. He should have worked hard for himself, built a good life for himself and have richness of the heart and soul.
So if all the man can talk is about himself, his achievements, his car, his house, his money. Everything HIS-then HE is saying something about HIMSELF....Allow the man some time with a mirror-he needs to flash the cash to himself ;)
Attractive women sadly have to bear the brunt of this, but all women in some form or shape do. The WORST type of flashy men are those who cannot back themselves up when they aspire to flaunt wealth. And then there are those who CAN afford all that and a bag of chips but feel the need to be boastful about it. A decent woman worth her salt will never ever be interested in this type of man. Ever. If you're a man reading this who loves to tell the world about how many Dom Periginon bottles your wallet is capable of affording and what car(s) you drive and you expect to have a woman of soul-forget it mate. No really-please do.
Myself and my girls (yes, we have regular talks!) have regularly got back to each other about some eager guy desperately flashing cash, his car (I'm fed up of hearing what amazing machine he drives!) and his connections. If i wasn't brought up well (thankyou Mummy and Daddy Arain), i'd be crass and say "Look geezer, not interested in what you eat,sleep or shit. Good on you if you've earned it but no need to plaster it in everyones face". I beileve in being modest NOT humble. Being humble is downplaying your own achievements but being modest is about not letting it get to your head. Most men STAY SINGLE because as much as us women LOVE a successful man but not one who is flashy !
I have often seen guys upload pictures of hard cash onto Facebook. Typical of me not to be bothered by whom my notes offend, time and time again- i have emphasised that my notes are wholehearted truth and nothing else. I just want to ask you who really cares how much you have earned and how much your smart arse is stashing away whether illegally or in a bank ?
The girls who go chasing for a rich man versus a wealthy man are saying it all. They are ALLOWING THEMSELVES to be bought by a man. And rightly so-he most definately will ! Because he knows she has made herself cheap in worth. Girls who go after rich men are toooooo lazy to work for themselves. Work meaning ambition.
All fabulous women however want a wealthy man. Wealth isn't just about money. It is about affluence and character. He should have worked hard for himself, built a good life for himself and have richness of the heart and soul.
So if all the man can talk is about himself, his achievements, his car, his house, his money. Everything HIS-then HE is saying something about HIMSELF....Allow the man some time with a mirror-he needs to flash the cash to himself ;)
Friday, 3 September 2010
This world and beyond...
People strive to build empires,
Instead they become liars,
A Rolex watch,
The next one will be bought from Swatch.
Driving a car with massive horsepower,
Tiles pristine in the bathroom shower,
Rich and Famous,
Nevertheless extremely shameless!
The peace got from spirituality,
Shame people have lost that in reality.
All that matters are looks
Not what or whom you are,the inside book.
We'll leave this world soon,
Be very close to the moon,
What we take with us-our accountable deeds,
So do the right thing;be sure to lead.
Its lonely if you lose yourself-at the top
It doesn't matter what you own and how much you shop
So make something of yourself;here on
Its all about This world and beyond...
Instead they become liars,
A Rolex watch,
The next one will be bought from Swatch.
Driving a car with massive horsepower,
Tiles pristine in the bathroom shower,
Rich and Famous,
Nevertheless extremely shameless!
The peace got from spirituality,
Shame people have lost that in reality.
All that matters are looks
Not what or whom you are,the inside book.
We'll leave this world soon,
Be very close to the moon,
What we take with us-our accountable deeds,
So do the right thing;be sure to lead.
Its lonely if you lose yourself-at the top
It doesn't matter what you own and how much you shop
So make something of yourself;here on
Its all about This world and beyond...
Wednesday, 1 September 2010
Most Beautiful Models !!
http://halloftheblackdragon.com/ldcafe/models/model08_narain.php
I'm proud to be a Lady Dragon and officially showcased on Hall of the Black Dragon's Most Beautiful Models ! What an honour ! :)
I emailed Greg Dragon telling him how worthy i think his site is on the net when i stumbled across it. It provides men with information on lifestyle,relationships and general swagger ! What i didn't realise is i'd end up writing for it myself and even being featured on The Most Beautiful Models !! I feel rather stunned yet pleased and flattered !
A gorgeous september day and it couldn't have started on a better note ! Simply amazing !!
I'm proud to be a Lady Dragon and officially showcased on Hall of the Black Dragon's Most Beautiful Models ! What an honour ! :)
I emailed Greg Dragon telling him how worthy i think his site is on the net when i stumbled across it. It provides men with information on lifestyle,relationships and general swagger ! What i didn't realise is i'd end up writing for it myself and even being featured on The Most Beautiful Models !! I feel rather stunned yet pleased and flattered !
A gorgeous september day and it couldn't have started on a better note ! Simply amazing !!
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