I was 11 when I saw my classmate Mark play the guitar. He held that instrument like a jewel. He strummed it with the innocent right hand of a child. His fingers were like rubber when he pressed them against the strings. I’d drool at how he played those chords. Mark would lead us to…
Category: Blogging Challenge
June 2019 Blogging Challenge – One new post daily!
Day #15: Letter to Younger Me
Look man, lots of things will happen. At 21, you’ll watch Steve Jobs commencement address to Stanford University graduates. He will say, “You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future.” At 26, you’ll get the…
Day #14: Gifts and Ideas
We’ve got to understand why we are giving a gift. Is it to celebrate something? Is it to honor an occasion? Is it to appreciate someone? Is it to show love? Is it to build friendship? Is it to make someone happy? Is it to apologize? Is it to surprise the recipient? Is it to…
Day #13: 13 FAQs
When are you coming back home? I don’t know. With covid_19, let’s take it day by day. Do you have a white girlfriend? Does it matter whether I have a white, black, orange or pink girlfriend? Why are you still single? All my attempts at previous relationships have not worked out. Do you want to…
Day #12: How To Write A Useless Story
I’m sorry folks. If you thought you’d come here for something mouthwatering, something utterly engaging and awfully unforgettable, I hope I don’t let you down. I hope I don’t leave you hanging by a twig, wondering what you just did here. The truth is, I’m clueless. I don’t know what I’m about to write. Which…
Day #11: No Easter Plan
Today was supposed to be the first day of my Easter Holiday plan. This is how it should’ve unfolded. I’d find my way to the city of Venice. I’d take a boat ride on the canals that twist and turn around the city, dipping my hands in the water, calling swans and ducks my way…
Day #10: Puppies or Kittens?
Before I met Vitos (whose picture is up there), there was Rebel. Rebel was hairy. It had eyes that spoke of danger, a physique that sprayed fear. But if you went close to it, you’d see a dog that wanted friends. It allowed me to stroke its back and head. It’d sit at my feet….
Day #9: Gratitude
At the tail end of December 2019, I was on a call with my friend Lyz. We talked about life and challenges. I said to her, “God has been so good to me. There is nothing more I could’ve asked for from the Lord.” I was at peace with where I was at that point….
Day #8: How You Lose Him
He says you’re a good for nothing chic. He calls you a blood sucking daughter of a female dog. You’re an ingrate, he says. You can’t be trusted. You are unbelievable. How dare you? He asks. You played with my heart, he says. You sigh. He wears a look of disgust and disappointment. This is…
Day #7: Hooked By A Blog
I’ve read many blogs over the last seven days. I have seen many voices on those blogs. I have smiled. I have laughed. I nodded. I have agreed with some people. I have been encouraged by others. And I continue to read. This post, The Good, The Bad and The Ugly had me at its…