There’s More to Me than the Eyes Met.

Picking up few of my belongings on the table, I scanned through the office which had become my point of call in the last few years. The computer assigned for my usage was still on the table sitting sturdily, the mark my spider plant left was still at the point where its house used to be and my reclining office desk chair was recovering from my weight after I stood up. The chair had been one of my worthy possession since I started work at the office.

My job had given me joy and I had enjoyed working with a diverse community. I learned so much and if there was anything in the world that gave me a bit of technical know-how as far as IT ( information technology) was concerned;  it was this job. (more…)

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10 things your kids will always remember.

My childhood experience remains the best part of growing up. I relate a lot to this chapter of my life. It was filled with laughter, exploration, creativity, imagination and pure childhood innocence.

As a growing child, I never knew I was picking up important tools for the future. Tools that strengthen the foundation of growth, nurture and love. Tools that strengthen the bond between childhood and adulthood and everything in-between.

In our busy and modern world, we often forget the importance of growth, the necessary tools needed to help our children grow, not just physical growth, but, the emotional and spiritual growth. The link between the past and the future.

Here are few things your children will always remember as they climb the ladder of growth. (more…)

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The Crawling Old Man

I counted in seconds as the clock tick away. It was the end of the day’s work. A time to leave my monotonous routine until the next day. I hurriedly logged myself out, making sure I did not leave anything behind, I scanned through my workstation and dashed out of the office while saying the usual “See you in the morning”.

I half-walked, half-ran to the car. It takes 10 minutes to walk to where I parked my battered car and another 10 minutes to drive to my child’s school before finally heading home where more chores are waiting. This is my life.

However, on this day as I walked to my car, I noticed an old man about 6 foot tall, probably in his 80 ahead of me. In no time at all, I caught up with him. Something came to mind as I glanced back at him. He was in no rush to catch up with me. (more…)

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