Our reflection

They say that angels don't live in hell,
this is an indubitable verity in relationships. We do know that when you stare directly & unwaveringly into the eyes of another, you most likely would see your image (a reflection of you)

Permit me to elucidate thus:
                     

When you first met them, they were as happy as a lark, bustling with life & energy, full of excitement & fun, liberal with communication, in succinct terms they were a beautiful a soul.
Now, we know relationships aren't usually always smooth, there would be divergent views & needs (what you call misunderstandings) once in a while.
However the qualms or foibles is, when your significant other becomes perpetually unhappy, bland, reticent, sad and totally reclusive . Well before you go running seek external advice and probably cast aspersions on the other party, look inwards, scrutinize your own actions & dispositions towards them, weigh them on a scale and you might be bewildered that you'd be found wanting, that you had in actuality incited the untoward results you see.
What many are oblivious to is that their significant other is usually a mirror reflecting them. Often, in relationships, we see what we project onto the other.
Most, if not all of the problems encountered in relationships would recede automatically if each works optimally to make it work.

I recall one of the laws I learnt in physics, back in highschool which states
"the angle of incidence is equal to the angle of reflection"
In plain terms, it says, the angle at which a light ray strikes a plane surface is the angle at which it bounces (or is thrown) off.
Oftentimes in relationships, the behavioral reflections we see in our significant other are but a consequence of the attitudinal rays we project on them.

But of course, in a relationship, if you sow the wind, you might likely reap the whirlwind.

Namaste

Awesome MD.. Dr. Samuel Enyinnaya Obasi

Some truths

• People care less about you than you think.

Love; its true essence

You have had a litany of people who told you that they loved you, and over time, it seemed like it evanescent  and thus they too faded.

THE SEARCH

I can NEVER get my head around the reason why some people have promised themselves to be stupid and lazy at all times… I’m sorry, it is a bad way to start.

Well…

Perfect Knowledge

Everybody seems to know it all.

An Ode to my Ochie dike

May the Lord bless the woman through whom I came into this world, 

                           

for the sufferings and sacrifices she endured for my sake.  She'd do anything just to make things right. Her knees are sore from constant praying on her knees. She is the stronghold of the family.  When the going gets tough,  she keeps going and takes all of us along, because she is tough.  She is a strong woman. 

  

               

     

 My strong woman.  When friends, family and acquaintances are nowhere to be found, my Ochie dike is always ready and available. My super woman.  Today,  even more than always, I celebrate my Mama. She is a friend, a mate,  a gist partner,  an advisor, a counsellor, an extraordinary being.  Of course she is imperfect,  she has her flaws,  but they make her even more beautiful, motherly and strong.

My perfect woman.

OF A FEATHER.

You are the company you keep. Take heed lest you be deceived. We are warned very often, against wolves in sheep clothing. Nigerians would warn “shine your eyes”.

UNREAL BAD GUYS

For the love of life, for the love of flashy rides, for the love of clean wears and glittery accessories,

DO ERA.

Look into your soul, dig deep into your earth, the very substance of your being, and you will find the riches, the abundant wealth there in, lying waste,

Loose Touch

You touched me and I lost you. We loved, cared, or so we thought we did, but we never dared,

                                       

                                                 

so we never thought to be dead. We tried to dare, not come bare, not totally, and the signs we only imagined began to surface. They came to bare, taking predominance, dominating what we felt or thought we held dear and sacred, and was seemingly to us, untouchable. Always alive.

We yearned for it together, in our heads. We saw it coming, we saw it happen, but we never thought it to hurt or rather, we refused to think it will hurt. When we dared, we questioned. We questioned our fears, the possibilities, the beauties and the worst. Our hearts told us we must not see it through to the end, but we just wanted to have a taste of the “prior”, a “pre”, a “fore”, and scale the actuality of plausibility. It is good, yet our hearts dread what happens in full time.

Now apart, seems we are, to a fall in our minds, and though we hope for the best, reality seems foggy, so we are unsure of what reality truly is or might end up to be.

G. I. G. O

As your experiences through life unfold,

Dust in your eyes; love in our hearts.

We were pointing out the flaws of our neighbors, colleagues, the people around us generally, and we enjoyed every bit of the conversation. It felt so good talking about people, criticizing, scrutinizing and analyzing their flaws, their strengths, their weaknesses. We had really strong and interesting opinion about them and the kind of lifestyle we perceive they live. We made it our business, and in such situations, one seldom see or opine anything good about their subject. We laughed so hard and heartily, saw the wrong side to virtually everything they did and in a way, designed a kind of life we expect them to live, and in that seemingly amazing moment,

TRUTH; unchanging

It’s a lie! I don’t believe you! I think he’s lying!...