Me In My Old Age

I often wonder in my old age, if I would be hunted by my memories

Memories of loved ones gone and love lost

Memories of life un-lived and life I missed

Will I question choices I made and choices unmade?

Question things left undone and things I have done

If I look back on my life, will I feel I lived every moment completely?

In my old age, will I smile with wrinkles all over my face?

Each line representing a decision unmade, a love I’d lost, a path not taken.

I see a picture of me in my old age, an old woman with a life wholly lived.
Will what i see, be a true reflection of the life i will live.
Of me in my old age.

2 Days Not 9 Hours to Aberdeen

I'm starting a new job in Aberdeen next week. Kind of lovely to get the role, granted it’s a contract position and it’s a little awkward to travel to (OK a lot awkward, seeing as I live in London in the south east of England and Aberdeen is all the way in Scotland) which is over 9 hours drive. However I saw it as an opportunity and went for it. 

So here goes, on my initial trip to Aberdeen for the job interview, I decided for several reasons (money and convenience) to go by coach. The coach trip took 12hrs (yes half a day, I kid you not). However as I was travelling overnight Sunday to Monday it was beneficial as I got to sleep on the coach arriving at Aberdeen mid day on Monday. 
My interview was on Monday afternoon, and the timing worked great. However after being on the coach overnight, I kind of didn’t smell so good. Never fear smarty pants here (<me) had prepared for this, I had packed my interview clothes along with some on the go toiletries. So when I got to Aberdeen I made a beeline for the nearest mall, which was fortunately for me annexed to the coach station. This was no basic mall, this mall was newly done and to a very high standard if I might add (O yea!).  I went to first to the ladies and brushed my teeth (you do not want to know the weird looks I got doing this at the ladies sink), then I went into a stall and cleansed with wipes (several and several wipes), came back out to put on my makeup with the aid of the huge and properly lighted bathroom mirrors. My next stop was a ladies clothing store, a brief browse and pick of a couple of items from the rack and I made my way to the fitting rooms.  I went into the fitting room in jeans, a t-shirt and plimsolls and came out in a dress suit, tights, heels and a whiff of “very valentino” perfume (booyah!!!).  I handed my quick pick store clothes to the attendant and headed for the coach station lockers, stored my luggage jumped in taxi and headed for my interview. 

Got there early with time to spare, the interview went great (must have, got the job) and I scored points when I responded to the interviewer’s question of how I travelled to Aberdeen. Back at the mall after another cab ride, I sit to have Mexican for lunch (areeba) and treated myself to a cocktail [which was richly deserved]. A couple of  hours later, lunch done, window shopping done, changed into regular clothes and took a leisurely walk back to the coach station. Yes another overnight trip; with me sweetly snoring most of the journey back to London. 

To recuperate, I had long soak, with a cool glass of water chasing down a full English breakfast and just as I was retiring for a nap, I received the call that I’d got the job. Suffice to say I took the nap with a big smile on my face.

With HOPE

Hope is that which keeps you standing, after everything around you has collapsed and everyone else has given up and crumbled,

Hope is that which keeps me standing; I will keep standing until the moment my heart withers and my body gives out,

And In that moment I will smile my biggest smile, for i will know beyond the shadow of a doubt, 

I have achieved my DREAM; I have fulfilled my ultimate GOAL by GOD. 

I have lived with HOPE.

Channelling Africa in the Western World

There are increasing numbers of African channels airing on Sky these days; as happy as i am for this continent of innovative, talented and artistic people to have an outlet for their gift, i find most of the channels to be less than first-rate.  So when i came across a new African TV channel called OH TV i was of the believe that it will be yet another average quality channel that plods along with programmes that are not well thought out until the new car smell wears off and the appeal and ratings fall. 

On this occasion i was happy to be wrong. After spending some time watching the channel and doing some research, i found OH TV seems to have a clear and well thought out vision of what they want to portray. They are not only airing in the UK but also in America as “OH USA” and has announced its entry into China via 3G mobile. 

One of the reasons i was so impressed with the channel was the soon to premiere movie “THE MIRROR BOY” which was created by OH Films in collaboration with The Nollywood Factory.  Starring Genevieve Nnaji, this movie spans over two continents (from the UK to The Gambia) and tells the story of a 12 year old boy Tijani and his journey from London to Gambia and subsequently the difficulties he faces on his first few days in Gambia

The preview of this movie promises an enjoyable and exciting movie. With twists and turns that will keep us entertained throughout.Preview TheMirrorBoy here.

If you are interested in going to the movie premiere you can purchase tickets at from http://www.themirrorboythemovie.com. For those that don't make the premiere, yours truelly is hoping to be attending and i will be posting my review of the movie on here. Don't know about you but i'm looking forward to it. 

Months of Bloggers BLOCK

It has been months since i posted a blog, i thought i had better explained myself. I have for a long time had Bloggers/writers block, i have not had any ideas on topics to write about. Not even one single narration of my life in the past few months.

I felt like i was not only letting myself down but also letting down all those around me. After months of self deprecation, i decided i was going to make myself get out of this funk. No longer waiting for the fog to lift miraculously, if it was going to happen i was going to have to do it myself. And that's when it came to me.

(LIGHT BULB MOMENT) Why don't i write about having writers block. Not just my inability to write something insightful but also the several topics and ideas i think are boring. i figured if i can share what i going through right now. I might be able to effect a change in my circumstances, so here goes nothing, I'll write once a week about anything and everything; if my writings for the next few weeks interests anybody then please enjoy the read, right now i have nothing to lose.

"The Moment"

I keep waiting for my life to start,

Waiting for that one single moment where everything falls into place,

Where all that has happened up until that point was just a cursor to the greatness that will be my life, 

The point where my purpose is revealed and my destiny is known,

I've waited every day of my life for it but the moment has not presented thus far,

So I’m decided, since this Epiphany refuses to happen; I will start my life without it

I will determine my own purpose, I will write my own destiny,

I will make my life great,

The way i live will be my purpose,

The life I leave behind will be my destiny,

I will sum up to be more than just ONE moment; i will be hundreds and thousands of moments in a lifetime

I will be more.

Music for the Soul

I've always wondered how some songs just flow right to your soul. How the artist/song writer knew just what you needed to hear and how to deliver it in such a way that it seems like the song was meant specially for you.

Sometimes i imagine if it was possible the was some fairy/angel like being out there that secretly spies on us, notes what we need and whispers it into the ears of the song writer.

One of such songs is that speaks to my soul is Van Hunt's "Mean Sleep " Video- Van Hunt's Mean Sleep.

Also several songs on India Arie's Album "Testimony, Vol 1 and 2", an example of one of the songs i love on her Vol 1 is India Arie's - I Choose and Better People.

I find that these songs speaking to us are not just coincidences in life, i believe its as simple as every few hundred people probably think the same things everyday, possibly even at the same moment in time. Makes me wonder if we are not all here for a bigger purpose or maybe that's my spiritual side showing through.

Tell me, are there any songs out there that you feel speaks to you, what song do you hear and go how did he/she know what I'm feeling? Write and leave comments about songs that seem to connect with you the moment you hear it.