You are the only person you have.

This title was not coined in a fancy. It is from a lifetime of understanding and annihilation of feelings which makes any self respecting person into a warehouse of wisdom. Life is not a bed of roses, so cliché yet bloody true. There is hard work and struggle at EVERY step in life, no rest, just battles. Not just one day but every second day. It's like the sun, the scorching heat might burn your skin but you can't do without the light.

Success is a big word to me, bigger than happiness. You can find happiness in small things but success is for the best people. You can never attain it in the fullest meaning of the word; its just a step to stamp on and lift yourself to the next step. Failure to me is bemusing, its got the quality of changing lives. It makes me humble, it makes me strong. It knocks me down, it brings me up. I need it, I can't do without it, but I don't desire it. 

I have many people in my life, just like any one of you. Parents, siblings, friends, spouse and many others. You talk, fight, dine and dance with them, people people everywhere all through your life. Yet, there is that loneliness; it is alive, you cannot deny. There is that emptiness, the well of consuming thoughts visiting you at steady intervals leading you to depressing nights or brighter paths. You can't meddle with it, its a consuming fire. You need to be clever, you need to know and believe that you have the power to make your life a blossom that God wanted you to be.

You need to pull yourself together, take a deep breath, connect with your inner man and move forward, and before you know it, you'd be at the last step to success and victory will be waiting to embrace you. Always remember, you are the only person you have; know yourself like no other.

8 Steps on How to add Twitter to your Blogspot

Having referred a dozen sites on How to add Twitter to your Blogspot and still not knowing How to, (the explanation was not detailed in my opinion), so I decided to post a blog on the detailed steps of how to add your twitter feeds to your blogspot account.

Read on, you got the answer here fellas.

1) Visit Twitter widgets to get started

Enter your username and password of your twitter account. It will take you to the widgets section. Now you need to Create your widget

2) Click on the button Create New and furnish the below details, you will see the preview of the twitter feed which will be seen in your blogspot account

3) After you have finalised on the Height, Theme & Link Color, you can find the preview of the twitter feed on the right side. Click on Save changes to Save your selection. Now, below the preview pane you will find a box with the HTML code, copy the link as instructed

5) Open a new browser tab and login to your google blogger account. Go to My Blogs - Layout - Add a gadget as described below. You can position the Twitter feed in your blog layout from the multiple layout options and by clicking and dragging the dotted lines.

6) Choose the Gadget - HTML/Java Script from the list. Click on the + symbol on the right of this gadget as described below

7) Clicking on the + symbol will open the Configure HTML/Java Script page, enter a Title name for your Twitter section and paste the HTML code copied from the twitter widgets page.

8) Click on Save and View Your Blog, Voilà! You have the Twitter feed on your blogger page.

Hope the 8 steps I've explained above was easy to understand, I don't do blogs of this kind.. but I know how important this is for bloggers, hope I helped. By the way, I figured this out myself ;) Keep blogging and leave your comments below if you will.

Thanks!

Weary of words

I am not happy these days, no I am not.. when I ask why? The answer is a reflex - because of words. I do not know enough words, I am disappointed, discouraged and hurt. I wanna write, I don't want to be a writer.. but I want to write to express my feelings that have always been so complicated, that I sometimes wonder if there could be an English word to equalise and explain the nature of my predicament (which in all probability is obscure). Sigh!

My yardstick for becoming better with my writing capabilities is purely measured by the scope of my vocabulary. And at this point, my vocabulary sucks, believe me I started typing vocabulary as v..a..c..a.. god! I am getting bad at spelling too!!

I am always seen at the want of words, I do not want to be that person whom I mock at, those people with no good command over the language who keep saying, "you know, you know, like.. like, mmm.." because they don't know the right word.

Oh I don't want to be a victim of my own remorseless attitude! What do I do? What do I do? Ah! Books, books, books it is! The travellers' abode, the poor man's shelter, the patients medicine and the water to my weariness.

*closes laptop and opens the Bible. What better book could there be, to start with?*

Good byes and Hope

Around 3am at the East Avenue, I stood there bordering the slushed drains from the night's rains, wearing my favorite lavendar chappal, blanketting myself in a black/white stripped shawl with my hair tied up unkemptly even as my badly cut fringes constantly fell on my face. I stood there feeling numb as I looked up at my 6 feet tall and handsome husband. Our eyes were misty, he clenched my hands in comfort and we looked aimlessly at each other. It was time, and I was prepared for this moment.

The cab driver unwillingly looked our direction, it was an angushing-comforting 15 secs of my life that I may not forget! It's a 3-4 months voyage, being in Merchant Navy has its perks and pricks. I knew it, so I breathed through the pain..

Been happily married for 2 months and to exchange a good bye kiss with my newly found lifetime love on the 2nd month anniversary is quite not the way I planned to celebrate it.

But I dare not talk about life being unfair to me, cause as I think of all the people who don't even have a job, those well educated ambitious 20s and 30s who are frustrated as their earning isn't enough to support their family, the many hard working labour class people who have left their families, friends, kith and kin for almost 12-15 months and gone to strange lands to work in mines, hotels, factories and other industries..

I breathe not the word unfair for when I think of all the people I've ever known, I know in my heart, I am most privileged. I simply have e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. I believe pain is good, it adds more perspective to life.

A parting good bye is certainly heart wrenching however it cannot over power the hope and joy of meeting again. Can't wait!

2 down, 88 days to go! :D

You know you're in Love

when your heart aches to see his sweet face,
when you miss his smile and sigh thinking of his annoying ways,
when you feel helpless seeing him sad,
when you feel lost knowing he'll be gone for a while,
when his presence lights up your heart and starts a melody in your thoughts,
when the little things he did for you mounds before you like a mountain,
when a tear escapes now and then unknowingly and uncontrollably,
when friends seem far and family seems as an obstacle,
when happiness means his company and joy his laughter,
you know you're in love
.. and there ain't a feeling like it.

P.S -Just got the news that my husband will be leaving to sea in the next week for 3-4 months.
I just ask one thing from you Lord, keep him safely in Your arms all day long. I cannot trust him with anyone except You; When the storm sore high and the tempest blows wild, I know my God will take care of him (TPM Eng Hymn 134);

"There shall not any man be able to stand before thee all the days of thy life:
as I was with Moses, so I will be with thee: I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee." (Joshua 1:5 KJV)

Happiness Is a Choice Even for the Wedded

I am a Christian by choice
I follow my faith by choice
I make friends of my choice
I eat the food of my choice
I select clothes of my choice
I wear my hair of my choice
I wear the make up, footwear, watch and perfume of my choice
I work, sleep, pray, play, cry of my choice.

I am an individual and I am independent...until I was married

I am still a Christian by choice
I still follow my faith by choice
I still have my friends but do not talk to them as often and that again is my choice
I still eat the food of my choice
I also select clothes of my choice
I wear my hair and perfume of my choice but I sometimes don't like it myself
I wear my footwear and watch of my choice but my husband doesn't like it
But I don't work, sleep, pray, play and cry of my choice.. I am led to it.

I am still an individual yet a dependant in 'every' way

Life has changed in more than one way, it has certainly changed and I 'choose' to believe it is for the good. My husband loves me, Oh yes he does! *long pause & sigh * ;P And I have a good life, a very good life.. more than I expected. Thank you Lord.

This is not the life I planned, this is not the life I desired, this is not the life I dreamt of.

But what I am given surpasses everything. I am struggling to be myself and expect to be appreciated, but it doesn't happen...and that kills me in and out like a two-edged sword.

But I am in the plan of God, I am better off that most people I know. I ALSO have reasons to be happy and I just want to concentrate on that.. JUST that.

Happiness is now my choice, and I got that!

Happiness can be your choice too! :)

The Love for My Man

It's changing.. for the good. 

I love him almost all the time. Most of the time it's alive and real, like the breezy wind on your face, some other times its like the presence of air in the atmosphere, which is simply present. I've discovered when you love someone with so much involvement, respect and desire, your mind would always find a way to fix issues within yourself and never to dissolve the relationship.

So here's this man in my life, He came from a direction I wasn't even looking and now all I am directed to is unto him. He is the man in my life and I love him like I've never loved another. He may never know and perhaps, I'll never show.