The world through his eyes

SPARK TRAILZZZ!

He sits there all day everyday
All the lustre and sparkle of life out of his eyes
Just hanging in there like a burned out lamp
People passing, Strangers but very familiar to him
Some are the regulars, rushing off to work every morning
Some just passer bys
He knows their names, he sees them through his eyes
Weary, beaten and down throdden
Yet he feels better than they can ever be
The mothers with their children, taking them to school
They have that to worry about, strains of married life on their faces
Men in their cars, chasing the vanities of life
Insatiable in their pursuits for happiness
Young girls all donned up, paints on their faces 
Hoping every male eye rests on themYoung men with their swaggering steps pose so hard
Yet lacking confidence about their future in their hearts
Problems pass here everydayAll clothed up in all kinds of clothes in all shades imaginable
Their various names imprinted on it
Then there are the poor, the rich
The noise of the market starting up drones on behind
Through his eyes,
Dust rise and busy humans scurry about
He sits there in the corner
'I am better than them, I have no one to look after, no vanities to chase, I have no need for a change of clothes
I have no care in the world, just to sit here all day. I don't even beg anymore, all I do is just sit'
He smiles to himself
Yes, yet another day, let up the curtain and let the plays begin
The same one that played yesterdat, and the before and the day before before
just a slight change in the act
But same as always
The world through his eyes
Life is just a big joke!
That's what it all means to this very old begger I pass on my way to work every morning.

Marriage Pressure Saga!

SPARK TRAILZZZ!

My colleague spends about three hours everyday on her Facebook page
pouring over zillions and gazillions of wedding pictures
Who got married last week? Where did she get married? Her gown? ETC
She even calls you sometimes and shows you
But just when she feels no one is looking
There is this wistful look drawn down her face
Wow! I went to school with all these girls
And they are all getting married or married...
That's what she must be thinking
And somehow she is without a boyfriend
Oh and she is perfectly a good girl, hard working too and well, not bad looking
Sometimes I want to go over and tell her to just stop looking at those pictures
She should just pursue her dream, be the best she she can ever be
Who even said 29 or 30 was old for marriage
I know deep down inside me that society puts pressure on us all
And then your mum starts suggesting people, those you like and hate
Your aunties begin to put you in prayers and even find more men than your mum for you
Then your niece or small cousin or even your kid sister prints an invite for her wedding
And your married friends act like marriage is a bed of roses without thorns
Frustration sets in and psychological motivation for any form of improvement just goes away
You then suck at your job, start bitching at every passing young good looking woman
And carry your shoulders like the world is rested on it
SEE WHAT I SAY!
Once that happens, you stop living and start existing
Your weariness sends a firewall to every passing male
Because they can't see the funny you, the lively one that they will live with all their lives
The one that's inspired to be more, the one that's happy and not nagging
How do they see you past this firewall?
GO OUT!
Go live a little, be fun, get on your make up, be young
Trust me, men are attracted to youth and being dejected is the fastest way to losing it
And who really needs a man to be happy. Yes!
The bible says that 'HE WHO FINDS A WIFE FINDS A GOOD THING'
Its the man's advantage if he finds you and you should be his source of happiness, not the other way round
So let them see the light in you and get drawn in
Dont be pressured. BE YOU!
...OK, Let me run, she is calling me to see one story about a proposal in Bella naija
Bitching part 2 for today! I tire oooo....