Sad moments easily provoke deep thoughts, therefore I do write mostly when sad thoughts have booted me down. But while this is so, happy moments too instil their won inspirations, although they allow limited time for jotting down the greatness in those moments. I was anticipating the sabbath with great eagerness. I wanted to try … Continue reading Thai Sojourn; Taxi, the good one!

Since arriving in Thailand, my lonely state has been reinvigorated. Several moments have been a reminder of the person I am. On one hand, I want to make moments that will help me recount good times in Thai. On the other hand, I want to be me and please none by my side, taking advantage … Continue reading Loneliness

I have tried to write before on two topics. Only to get lost into something else. That means that I have lost two precious thoughts that should have appeared here. But nevertheless, I have this chance now. It has been almost a week since arriving at Bangkok. A place that has brought Africa very close … Continue reading Thailand Sojourn: TaxiBlackRace

I got up to nothing today. So I almost through the I wouldn't be writing up my post. Partly because time to write is basically triggered by a boring preacher, so to make most of my time I do write. But today's different. Yesterday I tried to flex my muscles and see if I can … Continue reading Love

The day before sabbath, a holy day, was exceptionally a surprising day. As usual, I spent my lone days at my favourite coffee shop. I had my day planned, that after sometimes of readings, I would go to Shinjuku, xxxxxx. All went as planned, so by half past nine in the evening I began my … Continue reading We’re, we’ve all got a wonder!

I'm racist. I won't eat bananas to make any point. Neither feel I guilty when I'm made to come face to face with my indifferent. I'm more racist towards my very own. So I deliberately avoid those whose colour resembles mine. Maybe to prove a point, that friendship and human connections should surpass colour. And … Continue reading Obvious things are not usually so

My identity, is in my home. That's where I belong. That's where even when judged, I know for sure the reason why. That's where I can walk, naked and shameless. That's where I can cry, and not give the reason why. That's where my laughter is significant. And my voice is heard, modified, directed, redirected, … Continue reading Home: where I belong

Thank you vcd. I want to let you the truth. When I met you that day in the train, I was not headed to any particular specific direction. I was tired after a long day. But I felt within me that I don't want to go to any place. I pictured myself relaxing after a … Continue reading RECONSTRUCTING THE SELF, FINDING THE I