The Unleashed Truth

I won’t forget to wish y’all a Happy new year.
It’s really hard to believe that we’re in the year 2007, time moves endlessly with the hands of the clock going clockwise continuously as though it would never cease.

Time is not and has never been static and what seemed like yesterday has suddenly become yester year.

I just got back from the village yesterday and you bet I had a swell time. My Uncles, aunts and cousins came down and as usual it was one big happy family.
There was a lot to eat and drink and i even got sick of the food.

The remarkable part of the village is that it makes you appreciate nature in its original form, you see the world just as it was created by God.
Imagine going to the stream to get water, walking on sandy streets that has never seen the Caterpillars of Julius Berger, or any other construction company, seeing the thick bushes and forest that wasn’t cleared to build a factory or a school. The villages emanates the beauty of God’s work, but i don’t wanna live in the village. The fun that comes with the town is not there, the technological advancement is something they only hear about from other people.
It is good to always be up to date and the village wouldn’t help you with that.

Something that really drove me crazy is the fact that my mum introduced me to the whole village; She probably wanted them to see her son. “Have you seen my son”? She said. The next thing you’ll hear is “Junior, come and greet your Uncle”
An Uncle I never knew, someone i saw for the first time suddenly became my uncle.

The Family ties is just Endless, i think we’re related to the whole village, coz every single person that stepped into that house was introduced as a family member.
The most annoying part was that whenever i greeted an Uncle or Aunt, they always said “He’s grown so big, Look at Junior of Yesterday”.
If they saw me as small as i was when last they saw me as they claimed, they’d probably run away, so why are they surprised that I’ve grown.
All these happened at my maternal village, as I’ve not been to my paternal village in a very long time.
I really had a great time at the village and I’m happy i was there, and even happier to be back home.

Its 2007, its the third day of the year. This year is really gonna be a hectic one for me because i have a lot of goals which i must achieve before the year runs out, i hope i can make out time to blog.

HAPPY NEW YEAR.

Pain can be seen as physical, mental or emotional suffering felt as a result of an unwanted event which has occured.
People feel pain because something they never wanted has happened to them, there are many reasons why people feel pain.

It may be as a result of a natural disaster like hurricanes, storms, volcanoes, earthquakes etc.
No one is to blame for this kind of pain coz itz nobody’s making.
What about the kind of pain that is inflicted by a fellow human?
What if you’re suffering because someone is somewhere doing something?
What if the pain would never have been if that person never existed or did what he/she did.

Humans are heartless, they make people feel bad, they constitute the heartbreak, torture, torment people pass through

Wait a minute: what if someone never knew he caused another someone pain, what if it was done unknowingly. what if he knew but never meant to.
That is even more painful.
i feel sad each time i remember someone feels bad just thinking about me.
My failure to achieve, inability to suceed is the pain in someone’s flesh. Someone who has always been there for me, someone who saw me as the hope for tomorrow, had faith in me but my involuntary downfall is a memory than opens a healing wound and my presence brings about the memory and there is pain.

How do you feel when you are the main cause of the pain?
What do you say when you want the sun and it seems to rain?
How do you feel when from the things you love the most you have to refrain?
What do you do when people think you work is in vain?

There are many questions left without answers
One thing i know for sure is that you don’t wanna be the CAUSE OF THE PAIN