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FUNNY ISN’T IT?



FUNNY ISN’T IT?
          We all have days; when we think of our past experiences and it feels awkward. The awkward moment could be the onset of puberty, when your breast bulge to the size of a pea and hard like an unripe cherry *smiles*.
What about the days you walked several times on the same road, doing the circus just for him to notice you *wink*
You have had a taste of what mother and father will have behind closed door, but yours in a gable because you violated the rules, now been hunted by the frequent  changes that  goes  on in your  body that sometimes delay the woman cycle and you fear you might be with ‘it’. The beautiful gift of conception is usually called ‘it’ especially when it comes uninvited.
What about the upsetting days at work when what you experience is obviously a transfer of aggression by your superior. You end up been the recipient of their bottled feelings of anger.
What about walking in the rain on a rainy day, one of the days you wish you have a car, and then comes a splash of water on your body. Gosh! Moment when the curse come rolling down like rumbling thunder, sometimes it’s the stillness accompanied with sighs. What a world?
Just in that moment when you are feeling you have it all.  The thoughts and memories of childhood flood your heart, your very happy moments, your escapades and your innocent fears, big dreams and ambition. How you promised yourself you will marry Clinton’s daughter, your day dreaming of your boat ride with Beyonce.
Those moments when your intentions are real and sane; your sincere prayers and your innocence a valid identity of childhood memories.
Fast forward to the present time, you wished you talked less and listened more. You wish you should have been a little patient and showed more courage when confronted by life turbulent moments- because now you know nothing last forever; it is not as hard as it appears on the other side.



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