Month: July 2016

Hmmm. I am still figuring out how to start this article. Every word counts. Pardon me. Please. I am really sorry.

Right there! Those words. They are the basis of this article. The foundation stones. Nothing stops you from saying “I am sorry” or ” we are sorry”. It is not dehumanizing. It is rather a humble act that strenghthens bonds that have been built over time. Some are so Self conceited they find it demeaning and a lowering of their self proclaimed dignity to say such. Some think the plateau upon which they rest is the pinnacle upon which they will reside forever. They forget that what goes up must surely come down. As we walk or run, whichever way; when we make a mistake, let us pause to say “I am sorry”.

A lot of hurt can be avoided. A lot of sensationalism can be avoided. Unnecessary drama will be shelved. Perceptions will be debunked. New territories will be explored. Grounds will be gained, if in all modesty one can admit; acknowledge their shortcomings and apologize.

Admitting to, when you are wrong makes you very human. None of us are perfect. It helps us to learn and become better people. When we apologize for our shortcomings, especially in domestic matters, it brings a sense of binding unforetold. Our spouses give off their best when those three magical words are said. (I can bet you would be in for a treat). Admitting you are wrong  does not make you less of a human. It rather makes you an admirable human. Think deeply. The number of partnerships (business and personal) that could have been saved if only…

I am told integrity is at stake. Yes it is. At times, you play the compromise role for peace to reign. The truth always stands. No matter how hard you try in  hiding the truth, it finds a way of erecting itself. In that trust me for even though you extend that hand, one day the truth will out. Society will then appreciate you for who you are and what you did.  People see. People take notice. People …

Remember as you read and enjoy; as you are cajoled into thinking; as you rewire your own attitudinal thinking, share with someone and cause a Change.

After all , it is those little things…

First posted a year to date.

I have decided to touch on the dodgy subject of Respect. It is said Respect is earned not deserved. You might posit Respect goes with a title but I do not agree. When one is in a position of respect, it is only how they carry themselves that earns them that respect. Hence, you would find people disrespecting an otherwise esteemed office.
It is the way we carry ourselves that earns us respect. Some will argue that money earns respect. To an extent. Actually it will earn you “fanfool respect’ and useless friends.
Even the way we dress earns us respect. No matter how worn out your clothes, once you are well groomed and properly attired, you garner respect.
Now with respect comes tolerance. Absolute tolerance. I used to be on a short leash. Today I look back on some insults and smile within. To understand the layman, at times you have to kowtow to their standard. I remember when I was advised to go to school and earn a doctorate degree. That same person advised me to learn English as a language and travel in bourgeois circles. My day was made. I have since refused to discuss my educational background. My tolerance of that uncouth behavior during and subsequently, made this person to respect more. I rose above. I believe we must all live as one for the simple reason that none will live forever. Each is bound to depart this earth plane.
Diction of language plays a vital role in earning respect. When you go guns blazing with choice words, the people around you tend to stare and condemn you. On the other hand, a carefully worded response not only draws admiration and respect but gives you secret admirers.
Most often, front desk workers are the easy and worst culprits. That is what we all say but in reality, you and I are the real culprits. We are our own front desk workers.
Let us take a minute to sit and reflect on our lives; our doings; our actions. This life that we boast about is not ours. We are only caretakers. We will pass away one day. Do you want to be remembered as arrogant and disrespectful or loving, tolerant, respected and respectful?

I am only a messenger.
I have come to deliver.
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