We are humans. We get hurt.

(Lovethispic website)

Life is tough. That you have to understand. We are human beings. We get hurt. We cannot protect ourselves forever. We have to be vulnerable for people to love us. However, we get hurt so that we get stronger.

I can sense that you are scared right now. You thought you had it all mapped out. You had seen the future you had together. The little children running around, with yourself ready with a shoe to make them shut up, because you have work to do and you cannot think with them making noise. You had seen me visiting your house and you laughing at me that I was single when you were thinking about a third child.

All those dreams were crushed and now you came back to being single. Though you never reached beyond being friends. All I can say is sorry. Sorry that she decided that someone else was better than you. I can never understand how that feels for you, but I know that you are stronger than you look. I know you can pull through.

(Newgrounds website)

You know as much as I do it is not the end. You cannot spend the rest of your life on one spot. Life moves on and so should you. I do not want to dictate what happens in your life. You have to decide that on your own. I just want to encourage you as a friend, as a brother from another mother, to move on. We still have our lives ahead of us. Let’s not stop living because of one bump on the road.

Comments

It is my child

(all photos taken from google.co.ke) (www.clipartbest.com) Gerald is seated sipping his drink slowly. He is admiring the house, trying to remember the many graceful memories he has had the past two year. However, it is time to call it quits. He has to move on, somehow. Sally comes in and seats besides him and notices something is off. “What is wrong Gerald?” Gerald breathes in and out. He picks up three papers from the table and hands them to Sally. “We need to talk Sally.” He looks at her trying to be as gentle as possible. “I am sorry Sally. It is over between us. I need to go take care of my baby.” There is a brief pause. “Ati, what? What did you just say Gerald? Am hearing you right? You want to leave me? Why?” Gerald can see she is becoming hysterical. He was not sure how to break it to her, but he felt telling it to her face would have been easier, how wrong he was. “It’s Milly. She was pregnant when I left her and now she has my son; one year old...

It's nothing new

(Bully Fanon website) It is quite a shame that Alliance has to be in the news for the wrong reasons. Usually they are in it, shouting and praising the form fours who had left the previous year for the ‘ A ’ s they brought to the school. To some it is a new phenomenon that students are beating students, but to me it is not. I went to a so called ‘ bush ’ high school. It is however famous in the part of the county it hails from. Here, beating of students by fellow students was a common thing during my time. It was almost routine. To make it worse, once you were beaten by the prefects they took you to the teachers who also beat you. Of course they were not using sticks only to beat their fellow students, but anything they found. Those who were forwarded to the teachers were usually those who had resisted the beating. The teachers also found out that sticks were ineffective and felt the need to use their fists to correct the errors of the student. I am not writing th...

Men, we need to wake up

(all photos courtesy of Google). The world is evolving. Time is changing. Women are gaining power. Men are seated, watching, waiting for their turn. In the 90s and early 2000s all campaigns were directed at ‘empowering the women’ Do not get me wrong, women were mistreated and suffered under the tyranny of men and their egos. UNICEF created the International Day of the Girl to help end the circle of violence against adolescent girls. It is celebrated on the 11 th of October annually. Education was the major concern and center of debates, and the United Nations felt that it had serious impacts on human and economic aspects of society. Girls worldwide were forced to cook, clean and do other house hold chores while their male siblings went to school and received care and attention from parents. Girls were seen as a curse while boys were seen as a blessing. Men felt proud having a boy while mistreating the poor mother for having a girl. Something needed to ...

My Random Stories

Search This Blog