I have loved writing ever since I can remember. That's partly why I started this blog.
But as life happens, we often get carried away by the troubles and schedules of life, and eventually we forget our first love.
Next, we worry. Bout what to write, when to write it and how to write it.
Then we worry bout who will read it, who will appreciate it, who will validate it.
Atleast these happened to me. I was never happy at how I abandoned one of my greatest loves-writing-so unceremoniously.
I was too ashamed to return especially cos everytime I tried to start I was weighed down by guilt and the silent loneliness in the blog.
Many times my sister would say "blog about whatever it is you love, you can't go wrong with being honest, you don't have to go celebrity blogging cos its popular, do you"
And finally, I'm here to do what I love. I hope you will come along with me on this journey cos frankly Its comforting to have friends, albeit cyber friends.
I have no idea what my official first blog post will be as a returnee blogger but I will jump right in once I hit the pencil icon.
Monday, March 3, 2014
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Below is a write up by my best friend's big sis on the whole situation happening now. Please read and reflect on this life where we should be our brother's keeper...regardless of color. Enjoy.
"Let me just say for the record, I never thought George Zimmerman was a bad man. He’s the kind of neighbor anyone, I in particular, would like to have because I hope someone cares enough about my property to join the neighborhood watch because I sure as hell won't.
However he was negligent in the execution of his duties, which resulted in the death of a young man. This fact is irrefutable. He was warned to stay in his car, chose to ignore those rules and inevitably got himself hurt.
It’s very unfortunate that what should have been a logical discussion of the repercussions for ignoring police instructions, which resulted in the death of a human being, denigrated into practically a race war.
2-degree murder charges should never have been filed. This was purely a manslaughter case. It’s the least anyone would get for killing a human being while driving or while texting.
I have this prayer in my heart for non-black people. May you never know the fear that comes with having a black male child or male relative that you love.
Before I moved to America, I never understood what it meant to be black. I also didn’t have the burden or the generational psychological impact of years of racism a lot of American blacks have today. So I’m not one to cry wolf or shout racism for every infraction.
There is this misconception today that the big black male is someone to be feared. If you all only knew the truth.
When we first moved to America we lived in California, My parents left the country shortly afterwards; my brother and I were 17 and 19 in college together sharing an apartment alone in Hayward, California. No close by relatives. I went to Berkeley he went to San Jose State. As a CS major, there would be nights he would be on campus until 1, 2 am in the morning in the lab.
At least 3 times without fail in a week, he would be stopped by a cop and frisked and asked where he was coming from. And if he asked what was wrong, he was simply told, “oh you fit the description of someone we were looking for”, 3 times a week. At that time my brother who is darker than 6’2 and me obviously fit the description of the stereotypical imposing black male. My older brother can’t fight a girl to save his life.
After the Ahmadou Diallo case in New York, we literarily worked out script which was basically once he saw the cops, make no sudden movements, slowly put your hands up and immediately start saying the following words “ my name is _____, I’m a student at SJSU and I’m coming back from class”. At that time, we had no cell phones and I wouldn’t sleep until he got home.
My younger brother, who also lives in California, an engineer at Intel got car jacked at gun point last year at a gas station. When the cops showed up, they asked the gas station attendant if he saw anything, the cops go back up to him, again my younger brother, black like blue ink, 6 ft tall, the cop asks him “Are you sure you were robbed?” After his car was found, the cops ask him for DNA and finger print evidence to exclude him as a suspect from stealing his own car. He calls me to discuss because obviously he feels there is something odd about that request. And I tell him not to do it. He was told, “ If that is the case, don’t ever call us (the police) again if you’re in trouble”. I tried to get my brother to file a report against the officer. His thought process was 1) they have my license plate number, they will mess with me all the time. 2) I’m not a citizen in this country and I’m black, if anything happens to me, they will believe the cops first.
I narrate these not to discuss racism, because that is a moot point and is sure to get people’s back up. However, maybe I can get you folks as fellow human beings to understand the typical psyche of any black male in America today.
It is primarily fear. The resulting impact is most while try hardest to remain as inconspicuous as possible, and in unfortunate scenarios like Trayvon, its anger and the will simply not die and not have anyone know the real reason why. But he still did anyways.
I’ve only mentioned two and at least those involved cops. I don’t have the space to go into scenarios involving non-cop, non-black males. These scenarios were not unique to my brothers. Even my father has gotten his fair share.
So if a female like me who when walking from a dark building to my car holds my key ready to punch an attacker in the eye with it, Can you imagine what a black male who has at least been harassed a couple of times in your life either by cops or just assholes who just want to mess with you just for laughs, would react?"
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Today, April 7, marks the World Health Day and this year's focus is to control high blood Pressure or hypertension.
It is very important to prevent developing this condition and to properly manage if you already have it.
Too many young people are developing it so it is no longer called a disease of the elderly BUT you can prevent it. Take care of your health. Don't stress. Find peace and calm in God.
Go to the WHO link below and read more on how to prevent it
-Reduce salt intake
-Avoid alcohol and tobacco
-Eat a balanced diet including fruits and veggies
Peace. Love. Fabulousness
Friday, April 5, 2013
According to TMZ, Halle Berry and Olivier Martinez (boxer and actor) are expecting their first child together. Halle Berry is 46. These days women are pushing every boundary and breaking all the rules that tend to hold women back.
Congratulations to them!
The black n white look is hot. I am not into trends cos frankly they don't work for everyone. I'm more of a style person cos you can look beautiful and on point if you develop your own unique style.
Take Kelly Rowland, she is not necessarily considered a trendsetter mainly cos she doesn't invent ridiculous ways to wear a leotard (lol). But she is generally always on point and looks beautiful.
Kelly Rowland is wearing a Wolford
Top, La Perla bra (times have changed, even the bra gets a mention :), Rachel Zoe
pants, YSL shoes and Lorraine
Schwartz Diamond Rings,
Check it out.
Monday, April 1, 2013
Ok, this is a new series on this blog and it will simply attempt to cover topics we all discuss with girlfriends, boyfriends, best friends, family etc.
The premiere topic is "let the past go" I decided on this topic cos sometimes to learn something new you have got to make space, to open a new page you have got to turn the old page etc.
Do u ever remember things from the past, from time to time? We all do so nothing abnormal there, it becomes an issue when you dwell on it time AND time again. Often the reason you dwell is cos YOU think YOU could have done, said, being something different. Fine. Maybe that could have been the case. But think about it as a lesson in case you face the same experience again, then u can try out ur alternative action or sentence, but I guarantee you, you may likely not like that as well. We as humans are rarely satisfied so chances are we will always question our actions, you can never be 100% right, sure, certain cos YOU AIN'T GOD.
I have a dear friend who finds it quite hard to let go of past hurts, she remembers it word for word, line for line. In contrast I am able to let it go. The reason is every time I look back I actually feel like jumping up n down and shouting with glee because literally I dodged a bullet by facing what happened. I can't be the exception, I charge you to look back and not find a silver lining in ur experiences - not possible.
While it takes time to get over some things, it is very possible. Also don't let whatever happened affect the rest of your life, how you love, who you love, what you want to do in life. I always say (to myself, now to you :)) no one and nothing has the power to make you hate anything. Case in pt, as a medical student, I was so sure I wouldnt be able eat meat once I started anatomy n dissection of cadavers. People I tell you, I got home after that first day, tired and hungry and didn't even realize I was eating (and enjoying) grilled chicken until it was finished. C'est la vie. Life goes on. So you must as well.
Actually letting go is not throwing a party n inviting all the people involved. It is simply removing them from your way and continuing with the exciting journey that is the rest of your life.
Share your tips on moving on from past issues.
Peace. Love. "Fabulousness"