Are we living vicariously through social media? Perhaps. Has social media become the new mass communication? In my eyes, it’s a yes. Is it mass communication or competition? That’s for you to decide. I’m[…]
Tag: Personal
Seek the silence
Far away from the voices, Leaving the noise in the distance, I travel to a place of silence. And here, I find myself. In that silence, I am one With my thoughts, And an imagination[…]
You
You. Yes, you. You do realise They are watching you, Right? Some stare. Others throw a cursory glance. Either way, They will judge you. No matter what, They will form opinions About you. Damned if[…]
Going back to square one
This is a continuation of a previous post/chapter. You can read it here. Red Roses Then, as if the pull of gravity finally aligned itself, her eyelids glided down. Her eyes were closed, but her[…]
Photo Essay: Mandela, Gandhi, Luthuli
Throughout turbulent times in global history, there have been many brave men and women who have shown leadership and strength, fighting to promote peace. In South Africa, we are indeed fortunate to have four such[…]
Home is…
Home. I have always loved the feeling of home. I recall telling my sister recently that when I sleep at the home I share with my husband and child, I sometimes feel like I’m sleeping[…]
Imagined Enemies
Imagined enemies Are nowhere greater, Than in your own head. That voice of doom Telling you that you cannot, When you know you can. The voice that restrains you, And keeps you in check, When[…]
This moment…
Nothing quite like the calm after the storm, the silence after the beautiful rain, the stillness of the night after a busy day, and the beauty of listening to your own voice after letting everyone[…]
To strap or not to strap?
It’s always important to find the middle ground. That’s the best advice the experts give in any situation. But, as I have mentioned previously, I don’t consider myself an expert in any field. I see[…]
Untitled
I think it’s time I try, It’s where this love affair began, after all. But what if I have forgotten? What if it doesn’t flow? I know there’s no formula, It doesn’t have to rhyme,[…]
