Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Super 2 Christmas

With only a few days to Christmas day, the birth of Christ. I am still not in the Christmas mood well except for the harmattan and occasional carols I hear on the radio, everything is pretty much the same.  Maybe it’s because I know I won’t get any "bronya atarde" (Christmas attire) from my parents. That was what I used to look forward to on Christmas; wearing my bronya attarde, and family members coming home. Back then, you would have to put up your best behavior because the least offense would warrant a warning of you not getting any bronya attarde (scariest nightmare for any kid) we used to dress in our bronya attarde after church and go round the neighborhood for our Christmas gifts. Back then it was communal or neighborhood celebrations. Do children still do this? I wonder. Lots of this has changed, recession and things, I think it’s now individually celebrated than it used to be back then.

Am I looking forward to this Christmas? It’s become a party.  The real meaning of Christmas is fading away. It has been juxtaposed with azonto craziness .  I am just looking forward to being with the whole family and the public holiday that comes with it.  It also means the year is ending, and I get to see another year roll by, that I am grateful for. That’s all there is to it for me. I haven't made any plans whatsoever but just to travel to Kumasi and be with family. 

So what would I want for Christmas?  Life, good health and happiness for everyone and to you reading this.  And a super 2 biscuit. Yes SUPER 2 biscuit

I hope you enjoy the season's celebrations and you don't forget the reason for the season.
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU!


Monday, October 31, 2011

When my phone was picked


 I had closed from class and walking to the bus stop to pick a bus to circle. I was on the phone with my friend who promised to call back in 10 minutes. I put the phone back into my handbag without closing the zip.  I don’t zip my bag when I’m in town, I don’t have a reason for this but my bag is always open, I guess it makes it easier to locate my phone or purse when the need arises. OK this is a lame excuse but I can’t really think of a reason for not zipping my bag. 
I think that’s when my attacker started following me. I got to the bus stop and it was difficult getting a circle bound car which was so unusual meaning when a vehicle showed up, we all had to swarm it but only the strongest gets in. Didn’t want to engage in this tussle of the strongest contest so moved farther away from the crowd and waited. After waiting for a while, my options were either struggling or spending the night there, choosing the former I positioned myself in lieu of the next car that showed up. One showed up, couldn’t get in, soon after the second one came and I made it. Relieved was written all over my face.

Made it to circle and joined my destination queue. After standing there for a while my friend's call wasn’t coming through, that was when I decided to call him back because it had been more than 10 minutes. I searched high and low of my bag but no phone. That was when it hit me that I may have been picked.  I was in denial, maybe it’s just somewhere in my bag, it does that to me sometimes. By now I had started panicking and took out my other phone to call my number. I was greeted with sorry; you do not have enough credits blah blah….. Great just when you have an emergency at hand. I scouted around looking for the people who sell phone units to buy from them; there was not even a single soul in sight. You know when you don’t need their service that’s when they beseech you in numbers.  I was really getting apprehensive and wondering why my friend won’t call this number to find out why he hasn’t heard from me. I mean it’s only natural that if you promised to call someone and you have difficulty getting through to the person, you try the other number. My friend called later and I directed all my anger, bitterness to him. As if he had called earlier my phone wouldn’t have been picked. Something I strongly believe!
I felt violated like I had been stripped naked kind of. I mean he put his hands into my bag and took way the phone only God knows where those hands have been.  It’s not like I willingly gave the phone away or is it about the expensiveness or otherwise of the phone. It’s just that this person was stupid enough to target me and steal from me. I was angry, sad. He is lucky I don’t have some form of supernatural powers, because I would have torn him into pieces! Yes that was how angry and hurt I felt. My telecom service provider doesn’t have a back up service meaning all my contacts are lost though I had the habit of writing some down in case any funny thing like this happened.  I learned two lessons here: one, to always zip my bag when I’m out and then to be conscious of the fact that not all the people at the bus stop wants to go home. Some are just there to steal. I hope I don’t fall victim again and no one falls a victim too. It’s not a pleasant feeling plus I have to ask for your contact numbers again so please do send me your number.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Track-stopping Smile

It was a Thursday night after a hard day’s work, tired and limp I had to make the final struggle of pushing through people at circle to make it to the bus station for a car home. While silently praying that there wouldn’t be a queue at the station, the activities of the day flashed through my mind. All I wished for was to get home and rest my tired bones. It is these moments that I wish I had some vanishing powers that could make me teleport. 
Then out of nowhere I was stopped in my tracks, rooted to the ground all by a smile. A smile I can’t describe but realized I hadn’t seen one in a long while. He was bargaining for a shoe or something and the seller probably gave him an exorbitant price which warranted that half laughter and smile.
 At that split second it was like I had been teleported into a Hindu movie wearing a colorful free flowing maxi dress, slow motion running, the wind blowing my long hair and the background was either the beach or some garden (both worked for me) and there he was with the smile on his face wearing a black suede leather jacket unbuttoned showing some toned skin, he runs his hands through his hair and starts to sing…… didn’t hear the song because I was jolted back to reality.

That smile made me forget my sore and tired self and rejuvenated my evening. As I sat in the trotro home, I thought to myself, maybe just maybe I should have walked up to him to let him know he had a track-stopping smile.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Balancing Relationships


We (N and I) used to do everything together. When in a bus and couldn’t read especially in the evenings when the mates switched off the scanty light after collecting their fares. N and I had our moments, played games among other things and usually during those times we were inseparable I would say; but that changed when BB got to the scene.  
N
You see I am always finding new things on my BB and as hard as I try, I don’t succeed in ignoring the pings and pongs and all the alerts that comes with it. I must say during the earlier weeks when I got BB, I noticed my sleep suffered because of all the alerts, until I made changes to save me some sleep.
I treat BB special, and she deserves to be treated that way, she is sophisticated and obviously got more buttons than N but she comes with cost and maintenance too, that makes the adage “all that glitters is not gold” comes to mind. As much as  BB makes me stay abreast with the fast pacing world and as much as I like the “power and connectivity” BB gives me, I feel N and I have some history together that BB with all the glittering should not be able to disrupt our relationship. 
BB

We all have friends and people who have our backs and help us maintain our sanity in this perverted insane world, people we share silly jokes with, laugh with over everything and nothing at all and whose shoulder’s are ever ready to comfort us when in pain. Then out of the blue you meet this person who is the air of freshness itself, the epitome of your fantasy, something wild and fun, and your loyal friends are relegated to the shadows, blinded by this new light you don’t realize your relationship with loyal friends suffer until  the blood boiling passion of the newness fades away. Reality knocks you hard out of your slumber and you realize that though this new person has all the buttons to make you swell, it’s not worth hurting the one person/people who have been there for you and kept you warm when the world turned cold on you. You realize you share memories all the alerts and pings can’t erase.
 Now that was the kind of relationship I had with my N, before the advent of BB. It’s a déjà vu, happens with any new gadgets I get. So I’m now trying to make N less jealous by spending time with it when I can, my wake-up call to save the relationships I have with friends who have been relegated to the background because of distance, work, or just for the sake of it.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

International Left Hander's Day is here



Try opening a can opener with your left hand, clumsy? How about giving money to a driver with your left hand? Or pointing out something with your left hand and see the reaction you will get. Now that is the situation that confronts left handed people every day as they go through a world that is so right handed it has left them behind. 13th of August is a day set aside to bring to the attention of all those who operate with their right hand that the world is not just for them only.
A Left handed person is one who prefers or mostly the use of the left hand in major motor activities, they are also known as southpaws and make up to about 15% of the world’s population and there is a probability of this number increasing probably because the tendency for people to force their children to change hands is not as prevalent as it used to be. 
courtesy : google image


The left handed person faces challenges and inconveniences daily, most of our educational institutions do not have left handed desk for students. Everything from scissors, can opener /tin cutter to the very computer mouse I am using to write this post is made not with the left handed person in mind.  I personally have difficulty using can opener. Until I got to know about left handed day and left handed tools, I never thought much about why I had that difficulty, it didn’t occur to me there could be a left handed can opener. From childhood to now many left handed people including myself have had to deal with this and many more others, it is therefore a miracle in itself that we continue to survive in this right handed dominated world. I have had challenges with taxi drivers who refuse to take fares from me because of my left hand to being asked to stop serving at social gatherings. Its gets tiring having to explain myself why I do things the way I do because of my left-handedness.

However, I have had the privilege to make friends, left handed inclusive because of my left handedness. The fascination is mainly because I am female as there are more left handed males than females

For this year’s International Left hander’s Day celebrations, appreciate a left handed person because they have survived in a right handed world and against the pressure and beatings and societies stigma and remained through to their hand.

Here are some of the famous left handed people. These are distinguished left handers who have excelled in their domain namely politics, entertainment, sports, arts etc
It is quite difficult for left-handed people to live in a world where most tools and machines are designed for right hand use. However, we find that left-handed people all over the world have excelled beyond imagination in every field. Perhaps, it won't be an exaggeration to say that nearly all the noteworthy people in the world were left-handed… even in crime…Osama Bin laden was alleged to be one.

I will end with this quote from The World’s Greatest Left-Handers: Why Left-Handers are Just Plain Better than Everybody Else by James T deKay and Sandy Huffaker: “Left-handers are wired into the artistic half of the brain, which makes them imaginative, creative, surprising, ambiguous, exasperating, stubborn, emotional, witty, obsessive, infuriating, delightful, original, but never, never, dull.”

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

International Left handers day coming up on 13th August!

credit: google image

August is here again and so is International Left handers day.
International left handers day is celebrated annually on every 13th of August. It was first celebrated in 1976 but since then not much has been done with the celebrations, the reason why many people do not know about the day. Now it is mostly individual lefties who make mention of the day when it is here.
It is a day set aside to create awareness about Left handed people and provide information about left handedness. Last year as part of the celebrations I wrote about it here  
This year, I am still on the awareness creation as many people still do not know about this day. Now that you know about the day, tell others about it and on the 13th of August, take time and appreciate a left handed person for " Everyone is born right-handed...only the greatest overcome it"- Author Unknown

Friday, April 22, 2011

Happy Easter


This Easter is my first without family.  I was suppose to travel to Kumasi to be with the whole family but didn’t feel like going mainly because I had been there the previous week.
Went to watch a movie premier yesterday. Got home late and woke up very late this morning but still managed to go to church.
Came back to realize the lights were off. Out of boredom and hunger I made myself a sumptuous breakfast.

My Good Friday breakfast







  

Happy Easter and let’s not forget the significance of the death of Christ

Friday, April 1, 2011

Fabulous Friday

It's a fabulous lovely Friday and I'm in the office sipping coke... its aarrhhhh rite! thinking of where to hang out. Its been a while since I had coke and I'm sipping it  like its some expensive wine bi savouring the moment and listening to some Lionel Richie Hits. I got this coke thanks to a colleague who brought it to announce the demise of his father, my condolence to him. Didn't know you need to present drinks in order to announce such things but anyway here I am happily sipping this coke wishing there could always be random coke every week.
Credit: Google Images

I don't have any place in mind to go plus I am so tired from the running around I did this week and could really do with a good sleep but I know when I get home I will rather want to cuddle a teddy, with a bowl of popcorn and watch a movie or two .

Its Friday lovely people by all means have fun!


Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Tears and Lotto numbers


 The front page of the daily graphic today was hilarious. " Mass weeping as fetish priest's lotto numbers failed to drop". The story goes on to say how a fetish priest in a trance prophesies the lotto numbers. And naturally people scramble to stake the numbers which failed to drop making people mourn like their beloved had departed the surface of the earth.
Credit:myjoyonline

You see, people borrowed, some used their ‘last hour’ money thinking they would reap it in so many interests. I am asking why would you use your last hour to stake lotto and then it hit me bam! Because a fetish priest said so! This shows how easily people believe in the supernatural and can be manipulated. It’s pathetic. Now I am imaging what the situation would be had the numbers dropped.  It is not only the pastors who are having a field day but fetish priests too. 
So assuming you were was among the crowd would  you have staked the lotto? 

Monday, March 28, 2011

And I couldn't stop grinning

I have not been blogging, and I don't have any excuse... well I have but not that it matters. As far as I know I have not been fair to this page. So here I am trying to make amends and put up a new attitude to this blog. 
Can you imagine it was part of my new year resolutions to continue blogging and it took me 3 months into the year for me to sit up.


 I am apologizing for being away for so long.

 The post today happened on Valentine's day yeah I know its like more than a month since it was celebrated but let me share it with you.


 Valentine’s day, Thank God it was a Monday, wasn’t expecting any gift from anyone. For me it was going to be like any ordinary Monday.  Work was on my mind, clearing the backlog of paper work of the weekend.  My boss got all the ladies in the office a bar of chocolate each, it was so unexpected and I was very happy because it meant I didn’t gnash after all. I was busy at work and it kept my mind from wandering into the memories of the previous year.

Soon the day was over and it was time to go home. The queue at circle was unbearably long, meaning I wasn’t the only one who didn’t go out! Yahhh. There is this guy I am on hi basis with in the queue don’t know his name wish I did now. Saw him, said hi, smiled shyly and went my way to join the queue.

Just as I was minding my business a chocolate seller tapped on my shoulder and said someone (she pointed to the hi basis guy) said I should give this to you...it was a small red paper bag. I opened the bag and in it was a  golden tree kingsbite chocolate bar tied with a red ribbon. 

 One of the best chocolates I have had in a while

I smiled and went like awww lifted my eyes and I was met with lots of smiles and glances all the way from his end of the queue to where I was.  
Apparently the people in the queue were curious of the person he was sending the chocolate to.

 I gave him a sweet smile, was equally met with one and nodded a thank you. This simple unexpected gesture really touched me, it made my evening, the lesson learned was I didn’t gnash after all…And I couldn’t stop grinning. It was one of the best chocolates I have had in a while.