I Am An Advocate For No Race

Before anything, I want to be clear that this is no reference or special citing post. In fact, I know about 75 percent of what I am talking about. I didn’t read a great book about race or anything before starting this post and I am only referring to that which I am familiar with. I will try to be less explicit as much as I can. I don’t mean to sound discriminative or offensive in any way and if it comes out wrong then I apologize.

To begin with, I grew up in an environment where race was not really a thing. Are people big on tribal identification and familiarity, yes! But nothing ever felt majorly wrong with that. It was all okay because in the end we all identified as one, a big ONE. God forbid we see someone from a different country! We call it hospitality, ignoring the fact that there was a culture of superiority imbibed in us by our forefathers that we have to pass on to anyone from outside our country.

Then I moved to a different cultural setting. I have been here a year and I feel the tension at times. I haven’t been treated badly or differently at work or in my neighborhood, no. If anything I have felt most welcomed and appreciated.

I had a friend who begun a sentence with “not to sound racist” and it felt so wrong. One time, a friend called me by my racial color and another said it was racist to say that. My first impression was “but I actually am”. A friend said to me, and in his words “these people are overly nice to us because they don’t want to come off as racists”.

Okay so these examples are to build a point, not to say who is right and what who should do. Honestly, I don’t think it matters. My point is everyone is walking on egg shells. Trying to be too careful not to be offensive or take offense.

My mum said someone (not sure so not going to guess) said, to paraphrase, the world is moving towards a direction where no one will recognize or see color because everyone will be so equal in the eyes of each other. Well I hope so!

I think as long as one race is ready to be defensive against racial discrimination and the other is working at not coming off racially offensive, there is going always going to be some kind of barrier. I feel this causes more racial tension than actual open discrimination.

I am not advocating for any race, let me make that clear. I am just sharing my thoughts on what I have felt this past year and as I mentioned earlier, apologies to any one who finds offense in this.

I really hope that someday we get to that border line where instead of racial segregation, there is more writing on how far we have come as a people.

Cry For Help

So this is a story of a young girl, the happiest anyone knows. She is lively, loved by everyone. She has a way of uplifting the spirit of anyone she comes into contact with. But one thing, she cries all night with the most painful chest cramps. Not because of physical pain but emotional drain. She is so unhappy but no one knows that, and dare she let anyone in. She has suffered constant rejection in her love life and this makes her feel she might never be good enough. She tries to cling on to any kind of love or any sign of it at all. She gets it all in her head, and maybe that’s why she keeps messing up. She tries to be herself as much as possible but the face she has worn her whole life won’t let her. She can’t let her true emotions out because of the fear of snares and judgements. The only thing she wants is a simple word phrase that will imply she is wanted. Feeling she isn’t good enough for anyone tears her inside out. This also makes her fail she is a failure as a person. I don’t know if you can relate in any way but this brings tears to me.

I don’t understand how one person can keep all this bottled up and still manage to sneak a smile, living normally but that is life. We see but that doesn’t mean we know. We hear but that doesn’t mean we are paying attention. Let’s try to give a piece of the love we have inside.

You add value to lives if you can make anyone smile. You are not just wanted, but needed. I love you.

Letter to Myself

Dear Self,

I ¬†know I haven’t been true to you

I know I haven’t been the kind of person you need me to be

In fact, if there is something I’m trying to be it is you

But the wave of emotions

And the rage of time eaters

And the undeniable circumstances you are fully aware of

Will not give me that opportunity

You know that my efforts are matchless

Just to make you proud is my aim

Well, at least I hope I haven’t let you down too much

My brains are restless

My nights are thoughtless

Just because I know that there are millions of people

Who may not make it if I fail to be you

There’s just one request

Don’t make me focus too much on you

That it may end up being all about you

Instead of involving those out there

I love you

But I love others too

So while allowing me to be you

Remind me that I need to be there for others

Love, Your Self

Forgiveness

Forgiveness doesn’t have to be based on the kind of hurt. If you really want to learn how to forgive you just have to learn to regard everything as trivial, when you do the kind of hurt doesn’t matter. After forgiving, it doesn’t mean you have to associate with the person. Even if the person’s hurt caused you to sin. If your hand causes you to sin cut it off, but you have to forgive all.

Let’s Salute the Audience

There is something I’ve still not been able to figure out in years- why people will even read what I post. It is the greatest honour ever that someone out there is willing to spend at least fifteen seconds of whatever I have coined from probably just a second of a thought. Today, my audience, I give you the respect you deserve. Not just us who write deserve it- you do more. Just one of you makes the views one higher than the former. Minus you, there’s actually no count.

Happy Audience’s Respect Day:-)

My Favorite Lessons of Life

There are certain lessons of life  that seem to be guiding man into a depth of intellect. Learning Maths taught me that formulas are very important in solving equations but it is completely useless when you know the formula but have no idea how it answers the question. Similarly, knowing the lessons of life should not be the only pursuit- knowing what those lessons mean and how they apply should be considered.

These are five lessons of life that have really got me hooked and as I have written, how and when to apply it becomes a problem so added are what to do with these lessons:

  • Those hardest to love need it most- Love everyone, who knows, there might be someone you might not be able to stand but that person is actually the one who needs it the most because of deep hurt. People usually use coldness as a facade for pain.

  • Your destiny is yours only, own it- Whatever you will become or are supposed to do some day is yours to become or do. If you allow people to choose your path for you, you will be doing what they have to and definitely driving towards your own unfulfilled future.

  • Life is the biggest stage- You want to do so many things, show many people what you are capable of and whatever? Life is the biggest platform. As long as you live you have a chance, after life, there is no longer a show.

  • You have to be your own best friend- Trust is completely objective, but apart from yourself, who better can you tell about all your life and trust in order not be disappointed. Love yourself, trust yourself and most importantly, regulate your own self.

  • The truth will set you free- Don’t entangle yourself with the fear of being discovered or covering up for lies. Let the truth be your sole lead, and you will find that your heart bleeds less. Knowing the truth also releases you from any clench of oblivion. What you don’t really know about is what hinders your opportunity to move forward.

Crazy Jump

Jiffy

Bridge the gap between a bridge and a moment of craze

It takes one moment to decide if to jump

Or just scream in utmost insanity

Well, it never makes sense

Why jump when you can just decide to scream

Or why scream if yo can just decide to jump

This is probably one absurd repetition

That’s the whole point

Though it is completely ludicrous

It gives some kind of content, not just content

Don’t let things that make sense

Be the only things that make actual sense

Sometimes, a confusion or inconsistency

Conveys an actual message