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Don't Have the Sun in You Killed Yet

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“Life is filled with unanswered questions, but it is the courage to seek those answers that continues to give meaning to life. You can spend your life wallowing in despair, wondering why you were the one who was led to the way strewn with pain, or you can be grateful that you are strong enough to survive it.”
-J.D Stroube, ‘Caged by Damnation’

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Thomas Edison, the guy who invented the light bulb, was the most resilient soul I have ever read about in the entirety of my life. His patience outwits Abraham Lincoln’s ascension to the helm of American administration and consequently went ahead to become the most revered of American statesmen. Resilience aside, failure conjured his lab in tufts he would wish away as he assembled his filaments. What an unwavering flicker of hope and determination he carried with him every time his bulbs failed to illuminate. He just wouldn’t exasperate. 

Waxing up my thoughts after a lousy weekend, I found myself on a high plane of motivation. Majorly, on the premise of Edison’s walk of faith and determination. There was that Jadudi guy who had a thing on his head. At 22, as BikoZulu best described in his exposition. Albeit a couple of concerns, tempestuous storms, wearing facade out of fear as well as the many uphill tasks we all face in life, I empathized with that chap. Thanks to the highly conscientious twitter army, Jadudi  has somehow found some reprieve. Had he let that let that incumbent distractions cloud his thoughts, he possibly would have lost it all.

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How many times have you tried and failed? And eventually despaired? Thinking loudly that all the odds were against you? And that luck is really not your thing? Maybe a couple of times. Slowly, unwind your life clock. Do you recall the tale of three lazy bums? In your primary five or six? If you can’t juggle your memory, let me do it for you. There was once an old man who had three lazy and sleazy sons. All they had in mind was to make merry waiting for their old man to kiss the world goodbye. Their intricate plan was to inherit what would have left beyond his frail frame. On his deathbed, the old man summoned his sons to give them his blessings and last wishes. In that creaky bed, he told his sons that he had hidden gold in the wide expanse of his farmyard. Furthermore, whoever would find it would have it all for himself.

And so the lads had fun on the farm. Shovel and hoe hit the earth as everyone thought odds were on him in finding the ultimate price. It was only after they had finished tilling the farm that it dawned on them that that their hard work was reminiscent of the gold their father had been talking about all that while. And the lads wouldn’t throw in the towel yet. The farmyard thrived in flora and fauna.
In life, there are so many instances; we’ve had the slightest glimmer of hope to keep us moving. Often, at the lowest points in life, we let failures take toll. We give in so easily. The vigor and vitality we attach to our tasks fades away. ‘After all I tried and failed,’ we obliterate. We find solace in these words. But only a consolation.

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I listen to Jalas in the morning. I still believe there’s hope for the singles of this world. It is a strong conviction I don’t wanna rescind soon. Mind you people are seriously looking for soul mates in the world over. Others just want to make amends with their partners. Don’t forget, there are many others who’ve had to stomach the deception and the rejection that comes with being in love.
Many have contemplated suicide when their overtures hit a snug. Yet still, many have had to engage in fist and cat fights. All in the name of love. Well, as a rational being in a diverse world, I just can’t give suicide a though cause it goes against my grains. Or, at best, the doctrines I have firmly fixated my entire life on. What if I could give another try some place else when love does not work out here? What if I could take a little more time to get to know someone pretty succinctly?

In a nutshell, we should not sigh yet, when we still have to try. Like addiction, withdrawal symptoms and drunkards are a match; love too has a way of corroborating with fear and patience to make life a miserable hell. In any case, if you become the victim of situations, just reminisce and be thankful you experienced it. Many are yearning to have a taste of that experience anyway. Do not let anything or anyone steal your dreams and aspirations. Not even the candor of love. Just don’t let anyone or anything kill your ‘sun’ either.

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