My birthday wishlist

Ok so as I look forward to a new year I'm also super excited about my birthday which is a few days after *silent scream*

2014 is definitely my year. I've been through alot this year and this coming year is the year to reap the fruits of my labour and tears. I feel God speaking to me and through me He will work.

So here goes friends and fam, i've made it all super easy for you ;)

1. Signorina by Salvatone Ferragamo

 

 

      2. Watch

      3. Nude/Black patent heels
      4. 2kg dumbells
      5. Ipod, for that perfect exercise experience
      6. Cheesecake :)
      7. Spa voucher
      8. Bible and daily planner
      9. The Autobiography of Malcom X
    10. 24hrs filled with non-stop love,laughs and fun

At the end of the day presence > presents always.....

Nelson Mandela from my eyes...

The world unanimously mourned the death of  a great man, Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela who passed away on the 5^th of December. When I first heard the news around midnight I had mixed emotions; sad in that the world had lost a great man and happy that finally he was at peace and that he had lived his life full circle.

 

However as the week progressed I was somewhat disturbed by the way he was idolized by the world over. His memorial and funeral services were star studded; Obama, Ban Ki Moon, Prince Charles, David Cameron, my amazing President, Kiketwe, Kenneth Kaunda, Joyce Banda, Oprah Winfrey, Richard Branson, Morgan Tsvangirai, Lionel Jospin, Alain Juppe the works! Then I asked myself who is this man who unified enemies? Who really is this man Rolihlahla who became a darling of the West and world over but was incarcerated for 27 years by them?

 

I personally applaud him for his resilience and determination in bringing about freedom and independence to the South Africans. It takes character to do that. I however do not think he is any saint. The Mandela who actively ran the streets of Johannesburg in protest, opened the first black law firm in South Africa is most definitely not the same Mandela who left the cells of Victor Vester Prison in 1990. He walked out a broken man, unwilling to fight the good fight but more concerned to fight for his own freedom. A man faced with the sad reality of a cheating and shrewd wife.  A man who had spent his entire prime behind bars, a man who had watched his life pass away day by day and was suddenly presented with a golden goose…

 

Do I have a problem with what he did? Hell no! If I was in the same shoes I wouldn’t have lasted that long. I would have sacrificed the land and wealth of my country for my own selfish and personal gain. What I do have a problem with is this ‘air head’ bubble that South Africans have when it comes to Madiba. Even Desmond Tutu confessed they made mistakes back then. So why doesn’t South Africa stand and regularize the wrong that was done? There can never be a separation between economic and political freedom. How do you elect members of parliament and lay down the strategic policies of a nation without economic muscle?

 

I understand the pedestal upon which the West put him on but South Africa as a whole please enlighten me on what he did besides ingeniously retain the wealth of the minority and hoodwink you into believing that you were truly free?

 

I will forever admire Madiba as a true icon and a unifier of all races but when you put dollars to cents he gave his country away for his freedom.

Why

Why do I feel so alone
When I am surrounded by 'love'
I feel the need to run away
To a place where I seem to belong


Why...why oh why
Do I feel oppressed and chained
Yet I weirdly cannot set myself free
Although i hold the keys in my hands


Why do I need to put up with constant critisism
Why do I need to constantly second guess myself
And doubt my own capabilities
When I am more than able


Why does it hurt so bad?
But feel so good?
I need to escape from all this torment

I miss you

This is something I wrote a few months ago and I just randomly bumped into it and decided to share. Enjoy :)


Your warm embrace
Late at night
And the low whispers and giggles
We make in bed

Your smile, your smile
You smile right through my heart
And confirm that I want to see that smile
For decades to come

Your words of comfort and consolation
Through all the bad, ugly and horrible
Your words of encouragement that I can
Do and be more than I am now
And your words of reassurance
That I am the queen of your heart

And lastly I miss the passion and ecstacy
That consumes me when you invade my space
And take over my everything
I miss you owning a lil of me
With every moment we have to ourselves

I miss and love you eternally

My firsts

Ok this post was triggered by my close friend and fellow bloggers post October Madness on what makes her happy. I nipped and tweaked mine a bit and focused on the more current stuff that have made my year so far. I have truly experienced a lot and here goes on my first ever experiences this year:-

·         My first new year’s outside Zimbabwe watching the sunrise with my love and great company

·         Smoked weed! J ( but really it was such a huge disappointment)

 

·         Went to my first lingerie and sex toy show, or what was supposed to be one

·         Lazy pants and aztech print! Ladies can I get an amen to those wonderful, comfortable pants and beautiful print that give us an amazing silhouette

·         Cutting my hair twice in a year

·         Fake lashes which I’m slowly getting addicted to

·         Underarm wax; no pain no gain people

·         Blush and lipstick craze

·         Green tea (I swear by it now)

·         My first seafood dish and it was amazeballs!

·         And most importantly I fell in love J (I know most of you are rolling your eyes but I’m with the most amazing man who has nurtured, inspired and cared for me in a way no other man has and I don’t want any other to…)

All in all it has been a wonderful year and I’ve met amazing people and created timeless memories. I cannot wait to see what more this year has for me.

Sometimes I wish my eyes could take pictures….

True Colours

So this song has been on my mind, on my playlist and has been speaking to me in a different way of late. There is so much fakeness in this world but only a few people know and get to love the real us. so lets show that a little more and spread the radiance we all possess to the rest of the world.....

You with the sad eyes
Don't be discouraged
Oh I realize
It's hard to take courage
In a world full of people
You can lose sight of it all
And the darkness, inside you
Can make you feel so small

But I see your true colors
Shining through
I see your true colors
And that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show
Your true colors
True colors are beautiful,
Like a rainbow

Show me a smile then,
Don't be unhappy, can't remember
When I last saw you laughing
If this world makes you crazy
And you've taken all you can bear
You call me up
Because you know I'll be there

And I'll see your true colors
Shining through
I see your true colors
And that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show
Your true colors
True colors are beautiful,
Like a rainbow


So sad eyes
Take courage now
Realize

When this world makes you crazy
And you've taken all you can bear
You call me up
Because you know I'll be there

And I'll see your true colors
Shining through
I see your true colors
And that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show
Your true colors
True colors, true colors

Cos there's a shining through
I see your true colors
And that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show
Your true colors, true colors
True colors are beautiful,
Beautiful, like a rainbow


Phil Collins~True Colours

A trip down bloomingdale lane

A recent argument I had with some male workmates triggered this post. The argument went a little something like this…. Men are more virile (in bed) in the 20’s and during their midlife crisis phase as compared to women who are late bloomers and enjoy sex in their thirties!

BOLLOCKS!!!!!!!!! I shouted from the highest mountain and made sure I had the final say (it’s a capricon thing, I’ll blame it on the stars!) however when I got home and began to think about it more, it actually made perfect sense.

Boys in their teens and early twenties will hump anything within 2km radius like literally! They will push volumes and go a step further and make it seem like an understatement. They however begin to reason more with their brain than their neither region and calm down.

On the other hand the female counterpart is being drilled from every corner about being virtuoes and upholding values so if she does, she will tread cautiously and will not seek to explore her sexuality fully. This is immensely catapulted by the fact that she is stuck in this whirlwind that her body has many imperfections; her boobs are too small, she’s not thin enough, she’s not light enough, the list is endless. However when she finally realizes this is all a fallacy she then sets out on this quest to make up for all the lost time. She is no longer the giver she is the receiver and she will demand it! She will not hesitate to move on and make sure her needs are met because ‘she loves the skin she is in’ and ‘knows her worth’

The man at this stage is now trying to make money, looking for a wife and family, trying to build and leave a legacy. Total mismatch! Then something happens to the man, his train veers off the rails at such exponential speed and right into the wilderness all one can do is stare with your mouth wide open. He is like an ostrich that had buried its head in the ground for so long protecting himself from the unknown, the future. When he finally gets the YOLO epiphany he’s like a dog in heat, a wild cat that now has the means and resources to pay his way through anything.

Anyway this is my two cents on the issue….lol

Self Worth

Bumped into this and i thought i should share......

In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question:

'What kind of man are you looking for?'

She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye & asking,
'Do you really want to know?'

Reluctantly, he said, 'Yes.

She began to expound, '
As a woman in this day & age,
I am in a position to ask a man what can you do for me that I can't do for
myself?

I pay my own bills.
I take care of my household without the help of any man...
or woman for that matter.

I am in the position to ask, 'What can you bring to the table?'

The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money.

She quickly corrected his thought & stated, '
I am not referring to money.
I need something more.
I need a man who is striving for excellence in every aspect of life.

He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, & asked her to explain.

She said, 'I need someone who is striving for excellence mentally because I
need conversation & mental stimulation. I don't need a simple-minded man.

I need someone who is striving for excellence spiritually because I don't
need to be unequally yoked...believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe
for disaster.

I need a man who is striving for excellence financially because I don't need
a financial burden.

I need someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a
woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded.

I need someone who has integrity in dealing with relationships. Lies and
game-playing are not my idea of a strong man.

I need a man who is family-oriented. One who can be the leader, priest and
provider to the lives entrusted to him by God.

I need someone  whom I can respect... In order to be submissive, I must
respect him.

I cannot be submissive to a man who isn't taking care of his business.

I have no problem being submissive...he just has to be worthy.

And by the way, I am not looking for him...He will find me.
He will recognize himself in me.
He may not be able to explain the connection, but he will always be drawn to
me.
God made woman to be a help-mate for man. I can't help a man if he can't
help him self.

When she finished her spill, she looked at him.

He sat there with a puzzled look on his face. He said, 'You are asking a
lot.
She replied, "I'm worth a lot".

Hope

I've had this song for quite a while but I just recently started listenin to the lyrics of this song and I hope you love them as much as I do...

I hope that the world stops raining
Stops turning it’s back on the young
See nobody here is blameless
I hope that we can fix all that we’ve done
I really hope Martin can’t see this
I hope that we still have a dream
I’m hoping that change isn’t hopeless,
I’m hoping to start it with me
I just hope I’m not the only one
Yeah I just hope I’m not the only one

I hope we start seeing forever
Instead of what we can gain in a day
I hope we start seeing each other
Cause don’t we all bleed the same?
I really hope someone can hear me
That a child doesn’t bear the weight of a gun
Hope I find the voice within me to scream at the top of my lungs
I just hope I’m not the only one
Yeah I just hope I’m not the only one

Louder I cannot hear you
How can things be better left unsaid?
Call me, call me a dreamer
But it seems that dreams are all that we’ve got left

I hope we still have a heartbeat
I hope we don’t turn to stone
At night when you turn the lights off
I hope you don’t cry alone
I hope we stop taking for granted
All of the land and all of the sea
I’m taking a chance on loving
I hope that you take it with me

I just hope I’m not the only one
I just hope I’m not the only one
I just hope I’m not the only one

Emeli Sande~Hope

You give to get

Life throws a lot of curve balls at us each and every day. Trials and jubilations are the order with each sun that rises and of late I have and am learning a new trait I naturally thought was second nature in everyone but surprisingly is quite rare…

The art of giving…..

I know that most guys are rolling their eyes or have already started flashing the ‘gold digger alert’ lights. But it’s a very simple philosophy you have to give to get; in every aspect of your life you have to be generous with yourself most importantly and then with others for you to truly say you live.

I have sadly noticed so many people shackle themselves all because they cannot do a simple thing…smile. It’s the most inexpensive thing but can make a difference to so many people.

 

A minute…. People feel that giving the next person a helping hand or an ear to listen is too much, but think about it what have you done that is soo productive that you could not spare a minute to help your neighbor?

 

Spoiling oneself…. If you earned it best believe you need to spend it! Come on a foot massage or a bottle of perfume never hurt anyone. Never be your own slave

 

Act of service... if you have a partner do exactly what you would want them to do for you and if they do care deeply about you, you will find that they too will return the favor.

I could go on and on and on but at the end of the day you always give to get, you always to love to fulfill your own personal yearning of love….

My new lover....

I know I've been missing from the game for too long but its just that I had bigger fish to fry. You see I met this guy a couple of years ago and at first I really didn't take him seriously. I always thought maybe next year.... I'll see.... I'm still young so why rush it?

Anyway I really got serious with him last year and when I got to know him better i realised how serious he was about me....us. He was like this is a once in a lifetime investment, you'll never find anyone like me and once I'm done with you you will never be the same. So I said why not give it a try. He was like nooooo! This is a trial, its either you in our you out. I weighed my options and decided to give it a go and that's when my life totally changed.

So the deal was every year we'd meet and deliberate extensively about our relationship. Everything about us had to be in sync. I had to literally know, live and breathe his world. The first time around it totally was an exhilarating experience. I was totally consumed by this foreign world filled with theorems and philosophies, numbers and Greeks symbols.

This time around was a totally different experience.....I do not even know where to begin. As I look back I think it was more of fatigue that got the best of me. I tried but the fact that I'd gone through it before took the spark away. What kept me going was the thirst of the things to come, a new Jerusalem he said. So I pushed and and gave it my all. He just sat there, emotionless as he picked my brain, tested my willpower, timed my speed and accuracy and dismissed me without a second glance! No glimmer of hope what so ever! sigh.....

I will wait patiently though, for he promised to come back, and coming back he will. I patiently await his arrival either as the white knight or the messenger of doom. we shall stand face to face, chin to chin, eye to eye as he spews the verdict of my inquest into the depths and beyond of his private life....
He promised me his last name and every benefit that comes with carrying it so I will wait in earnest til he returns with my fate......

just for laughs :)

Harare CBD Massive Clean Up Campaign

It is with great pride that I took part in the Bin-Harare CBD clean up over the weekend. I love making a difference in society no matter how minute or insignificant it may seem, it is always worth the while.

Here are some interesting litter facts that were printed on the promotional t-shirts:-

LITTER DECOMPOSITION TIMES

Banana Peel-4 weeks

Cigarette Butt-12 years

Aluminium Can- 500 years

Plastic-1000 years

We need to be more kind to our environment and make a positive change towards keeping it clean. As my friend Peaches always says, “Be a part of the solution and not the pollution!”

In Action :)

Adventures in the corridors of Pari

Being the lover of things that I am, I decided to heed the call to this much publicised advert that has been doing the rounds on social forums and messages.....

"ladies how are you today i encourage you to go for cervical cancer screening it has emerged to be one of the major diseases killing women. you can go for a pap test, VIAC or VIA."

"Please visit Parirenyatwa Group of Hospital Ward A1 for free VIAC tests that are being sponsored by the UNFDPfrom Mondays -Thursdays at 8am-4pm. Its free and easy, in just 3 minutes you will be done."

So I skipped work with my partner in crime in hand and hit the road to Parirenyatwa Hospital. Just so you know I've never been a fan of hospitals and I get nauseous just at the sight of one. The sterilised scent and the gloomy faces you meet in the corridors just make me feel light headed. I thank heavens I've been a healthy individual and have never been hospitalised and for the record no, I have no kids.

It took no time to locate the place after a series of bumping into juvenile looking kids wearing white laboratory coats  and stethoscopes (maybe I'm getting old). As to be expected we found a short queue of about 8-10 womenn in front of us and we thought since its only a 3 minute job it will not be too long a wait.

Twenty minutes later we were still in the same queue with no sign or hope of any movement and I was getting really agitated and uneasy as it seemed apparent that we were in a ward with people who suffer from diseases from the waist downwards. I braved it for another 10 but something told me this was a lost battle and we just needed to accept defeat.

Just before we left I asked the ladies in the front of the line what needed to be done. Apparently you need to book an appointment and then come back for the test and it turns out they had booked for their tests in OCTOBER 2012 and people booking for tests now would only be seen in MAY 2013!!!!!!


Moral of the Story:

There is nothing free under the face of the earth, even sunlight! Ask the prisoners in remand!

My PIC & I

Well in the end we went to get our BP and BMI checked. So it wasn't much of a wasted effort after all :-)

today's inspiration....

Just a lil word of encoragement. Totally lifted up my spirits today. Kinda made me think of Jessie J's hit ! Never forget to be true to WHO YOU ARE....

xoxo :-)

Hey ya!

Hey mister

Take my hand and sweep me off my feet

Stare into my eyes and make all my worries disappear

For you alone can true love my heart show

Yoh sister

Stand up straight and throw me a smile

Super model? No! Miss “Fierce”? Maybe

But you have the strongest and purest heart I know

Ola mammi

Don’t let life pull you down

You secretly wish you could let your hair down and run with the wind

But you know you have the most important job in the world

Listen world

Love who you are

Change what you can

Be happy…..always

One More Day.....

I would have called
And told you dear friend
What you really mean to me


One more day
Was all we needed
To share a laughter
And bid goodbye


To feel your warm embrace
And hear your comforting voice
To sit and talk of the great memories shared
And greater things to come

Your bubbly personality
Your reassuring hugs
Your sincere heart
Your loving smile....

Dear friend
If only we could get one more day
To bid you goodbye...

Rest In Perfect Peace Ngoni " Chad" Mapenda



I carry your heart with me...

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

                                                      i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

 

 

BY E.E CUMMINGS