Sunday, 19 April 2015

1-Sometimes the saudade settles.

2-Thick.

3-Then spreads.

4-Takes up every space in the lungs.

5-Till the loneliness feels like a drownig.

Tuesday, 7 April 2015

Mortals

1-my father is sixty this year. i was reminded of this because the Kabaka and my father share the same birth year

2-nothing makes mortality as inescapable as watching one's parents grow older. every emerging wrinkle and grey hair is a reminder that time is running out. Time runs out and we remain memory.

3-trips back home are beginning to hold a razor sharp kind of heartbreak.

4-Ya Allah may I make get a good job soon so I can repay them for all they have given me.

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

A Perfect Kind of Space


Not even a colour in spaces kind of girl, more of that minimalist kind of girl; but a pretty space is a pretty space.

1) Opulence-ish antique inspired office: where red hot illegal affairs happen (listen, I'm a bad soap opera writer masquerading as a magazine editor)

2)  Girl in tub, next life goals

3) The most me space. Ideally, where Chiwetel and I get trapped for eternity together.

4) Not a pink girl. At all , at all. But I have the most random busts of intense pink love wherein I spent that entire time buying any and every pink thing I come across. It's weird. 

Thursday, 19 February 2015

friday

1 the resolute way friday fatigue sinks into the bones. two full time jobs have not been kind to my body. i need a back rub so bad, i'm even lowering my standards regarding who can do it- yes, none chiwetele people can now apply.

2 although, compared to last week, this has been easier. listen, you have not lived until you have written a press release and a speech in twelve minutes.

3 i'm often dog tired these days, but the work ethic these two jobs have brought out in me has been invaluable.

4 there's an editorial meeting with the publishers later on today where the yelling in the what's app group will likely be contimued.

5 i grew up with a quarrelsome father so i literally invented the art of tuning out raised voices.

6 hopefully, i get to go out tomorrow night on a youth eating spree(as nova says) with a couple friends.

7 maybe even find some willing lips to keep me company for the night

8 but mainly i just want to lay my burdens by the riverside called the dance floor and alcohol

9 if that doesn't happen, a book and a bottle of that cheap ass but delicious wine at a supermarket near my home will do just fine.

10 today in the lift, this girl had on a pair of velvet blue leggings. She made me so happy. Obviously, she wins TGIF.