He Aint Heavy...His My Brother....

Like the band, The Script says: Love is – in the eyes of a mother as she takes the force of the blow, it’s in the hands of a father as he works his fingers to the bone...

The love a mother & father have for their children is indescribable.....

The look of hurt in their eyes, when they see their child hurt, hurt they couldn’t stop, hurt they couldn’t prevent, hurt that occurred when their hands were tired...that kind of hurt. Hurt knowing that there was nothing you could do to prevent your child from getting hurt; that is the hurt only a parent can feel.

 To see your child hurting, helpless, needing your care is a feeling no parent wants to come across. Sadly, it happens. Your child gets hurt, and what’s the best you can do for him, show him you love him, you care and that you are there for him!

Physical hurt, emotional hurt, hurt that only a parent can repair...hurt that the person who incurred the damage, didn’t think for a split second about. Hurt that he thought wouldn’t be this bad...that the damages to a move he made, wouldn’t be this severe. Damage now, that will take months, maybe even years to repair, because someone wasn’t thinking straight....

My motto from here on out: Always be kind, be blessed, donate love & laughter...everything we do carries a consequence...Think before you do....ANYTHING, THAT CAN HARM THE NEXT!

Not all who wander are lost

I’m not lost...I am on a quest, a quest to achieve my goals. Wandering without a purpose should be a sin, don’t you think?

This quote though reminds me of another quote - from the rocket scientist Werner Von Braun: "Research is what I am doing when I don't know what I am doing"…. So true….Research...makes me think of Research Methodology (no disrespect)…Eeekkks!!!

I know what I want, I know where I want to be, and I know that If I work hard at it..I’ll eventually get to where I want to be (that I am sure is a rap). Working hard doesn’t come easy, its hard work…wait that didn’t sound right…Its tough! One has to know exactly what you want, before setting goals for yourself. There are many times when I sit and wander if this is what I want? If this is where I am meant to be?

Most of the time, in fact all of the time, people wander for a reason…I believe that if they didn’t, they wouldn’t learn or come across many of life’s challenges. Isn’t that what shapes us as individuals, the challenges we face on our journeys?

Sometimes, it’s not how far the journey, all you got to do, is make sure you wearing the right shoes!

How do step from the top of a 100-foot pole?

How do you step to a 100-foot pole...you take a giant leap, how else do you expect to get to the top?!?!

This topic relates directly to the Public Relations industry or should I say any industry. Let’s just say this topic relates to anybody wanting to get ahead in the working world.

When I just graduated and landed my first-job/internship, I couldn’t wait to get to the top, you know? It seems so flowery and powerful, like you just can’t wait! You think to yourself, “one day when I’m boss”.....

What we don’t know then, unfortunately, is that it’s not all flowery up there, it might be powerful but it’s not flowery, it’s scary, cold, dark, and alone hahahaha...just kidding!

What we need to remember is that hard work pays off, and hard work will get you to the top, and once you get there, you need to maintain yourself and your standards in order to stay there. It’s like losing weight, your fight only really begins when you need to maintain that weight!

So, how do you step, you tread carefully, you step as though you a rose amongst the thorns, you take risks, but calculated risks, you smile but you don’t laugh, and most of all, you maintain your composure!

Kiddie’s parties & Play dates...the in-thing!

Funny thing, these days we I can’t have a single weekend without Raziyah having a play-date....I know though that she thoroughly enjoys it, and that’s all that counts.

Kiddies parties, so when we get an invitation, this is what it normally reads...”Dear Raziyah, you are invited to spend the day with....at her Hannah Montana/Fairy Princess party at.........”

Then, I ask Raziyah, ok babe, now who is this? Of which Raziyah too has to take a few seconds to think who the girl is that invited her, which I find utterly hilarious, I mean she is 6 years old, and already has so much friends that she has to think who it is that invited her...

Play dates are usually much simpler; it’s simply getting a buddy and going to the park then McDonalds J

Now kiddies parties in all its right, are usually a platform to showcase what you have...sounds scary, well, IT IS! It’s like a mini-me version of the movie “Mean Girls”

I overheard one of the girls taking telling another that she shouldn’t eat too much birthday cake as the icing will make her fat...now once again, these girls are 6 years old! Incidents like these though can’t be avoided; all we can do is prepare our girls for it.

Play dates and kiddies parties’ rock, but the day I do get to meet Hannah Montana; I am going to demand all the money I spent on her back. All my money spent on her chocolates, her lotions, her cd’s, her wall-papers...I want them back J

Procrastination...the mother of all fcuk-up’s.....

So, procrastination...where do I begin, maybe I should stop blogging and pick this up again tomorrow...that would explain procrastination completely!

Procrastination for me, occurs when I just can’t anymore, or when I just prioritise, surely that can’t be procrastination.

Been a PR BTech part-time student, procrastination occurs often. Many don’t realise but studying part-time can be a bitch at the best of times. I don’t complain as this will obviously benefit us all in the long run but honestly there are the days, when you just want to say...”FCUK, CAN WE SLOW IT DOEN JUST A LITTLE BIT PLEASE”...but you don’t, you suck it up and carry on. And what you can’t suck up on that day, you keep it for tomorrow.

Most of our memories are built in childhood, playing with friends, but most of my memorable memories, that of late might I add, have come from varsity. There is a huge difference between studying full-time & studying part-time (of which I’ve done both).

Full-time to me was more of a party, or more relaxed, whereas part-time, is about getting the shit done and rushing to get it done...

There is a line from a David Guetta song I have dedicated to my fellow part-time colleagues, it goes, “For all the crazy shit I did tonight, this will be the best memories for me”

So, what exactly am I saying, procrastination will never not be committed, but the least we can do is accept the fact that we can’t do it all, but if we do, we need sufficient time to do it, maybe in that way we can atleast decrease the rate of procrastination...ha-ha!

We are afraid of the wrong things.

People in general of afraid of the wrong things, material things, and things that when you die…won’t go with you! The only “thing” I am afraid of, is GOD (ALLAH).

Well, I like to think that, but I too get caught up in the cruel world of materialism at times…and I can tell you, it’s a scary scary place!

Personally, like everyone else I’m sure…I am afraid of failure, more importantly afraid of the unknown. Who can I blame, nobody I think! I am afraid of tomorrow, afraid of what might happen, but do I then live for today, live as if it were my last day? I think not….

We are afraid to take risks, afraid to face the music, afraid to do many things in life that have no guarantees…again, it takes us back to the fear of the unknown!

I am also afraid, especially in the mornings that my clothes don’t match, afraid I’m going to trip and fall, afraid I’ll say the wrong things…and believe me that happens often. Like when I say “shoe” instead of “sure” but you know what, I laugh it off, I’m never afraid to laugh, to laugh at myself!

Fish falling from the sky.

I wonder if this is the same as the saying, “its raining cats & dogs”…

Because if it is….well then, we’ll survive, it never happens! I wonder though what it would feel like if it actually did rain cats and dogs, dam heavy on the head I tell ya. Or if fish did fall from the sky, one I would reek of the stench and two the ground would be rather slippery to walk on…that would be hilarious J

I am really starting to think that it’s a saying (excuse my ignorance, its late in the day)…you know, like me saying “That’ll be the day, when fish fall from the sky”…you know when you were little and you ask your mom to buy you these really expensive shoes, and she shrugs her shoulders and says, “That’ll be the day”….that’s what I mean! Dam, did I get scared when my mom said that’s saying…cause followed shortly to that was, “Over my dead body”, and once that was said, you are now entering a losing battle!