How to Deal with the Broken

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Dealing with the BrokenGrowing up in a culture where everyone had to ‘toughen up’ meant that negative emotions of anger, pain, hurt, depression etc. had to be hidden or suppressed. It was (and still is) a culture founded on the misconception that emotions make you weak.  Those who have read Chinua Achebe’s famous ‘Things Fall Apart’ will understand how crazy it gets when one begins to prove a point of being strong rather than weak. It’s a survivor’s race. More

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Let it Bleed

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1531424404188_imageShe wanted to heal

But day after day

She would lift up the band aid

And find yet a bleeding heart

That just won’t heal. More

Where to Begin?

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Welcome Back!Do I begin by saying how much I’ve missed the blog and its readers? Or do I begin with the story of how my life has been these past months? Well, I’ll start from the latter and arrive at the former. More

Piece of You

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instasquare_20184793813805It was the eve of her departure. She was going back home to a foreign country that had become home. I went to see her at the first break of dawn hoping to save pockets of time before her cousins whisked her away. This was the second time we were going to see in eight years. More

Lantern and Lamb

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He was both the lantern and the lamb

He was the light

Clothed in a dusty frame

That still shone brightly

In spite of the darkness surrounding him.

 

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Journey to Fearlessness

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Fearless!I have been longing to write something for so long! It’s been an itch that wouldn’t leave me. Truth be told, I’ve indeed missed writing on my blog; I’ve missed the interactions and I’ve missed the knowledge gleaned from other blogs. But amidst all the truckload of academic work, it’s been hard to find a corner where I could get creative. With that said, how are you doing? (for real, you should answer that in the comment section because I really want to know). More

Lessons from Nike

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My classmate, Nike did something that shocked me. It was the eve of Valentine’s and she gave out presents to every member of the class. What endeared me to her was that these weren’t generic presents. She actually took the time to say something about each person. For me, that was a true expression of love. More

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