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FINDING NEMO.

*sighs* pain used to be here. He was the one who filled this place but now I only ask myself, where he is. He was the one who brought me this far, the one who led me this way.

In my weakness he was my strength, in my loneliness he was a friend, in my depression he was therapist but somehow, I let things fall apart, all that burns in my heart is finding Nissi.

I am sure you all will be like “is this another story?” when she has not completed others, this is the same story, another side of Danca, this is still my chronicle but Nissi is someone special to me, without this special someone I don’t think I will be able to go on, so, I need the help of each and every one of you to find Nissi.

Close friends, we had an intimate relationship, I talked with him, felt so comfortable around him, he was like no other, the best thing that ever happened to me, the hidden treasure beneath my heart and soul, I loved him so much. More than ever I was ready to give him my all, dedicate my whole life to him, surrender everything to him but with time I lost interest, I lost focused, I didn’t know what I wanted, I got distracted, I got attracted and now… I don’t know where he’s gone to.

Each time I feel him so very deep in my heart and then just try *takes a deep breath* to let him a birth mark, he runs away and he’s farther than ever before.

The only thing I live for now, is finding Nissi, I am hundred percent sure when I find him, everything will be complete, my heart beat will be right, my head will be calm. Happiness…will be endless, joy will be in abundance. I gotta find Nissi but I need your help, I need you to follow me through this journey, whatever information you have send it to me, hold unto this story, my chronicle, you can learn from this journey.

                   I gotta find Nissi.

STORY BASED ON: Building and restoring relationships.

HELP TO RENDER: Your idea/and your advice.

To find out who Nissi is, join me in this journey.

                                                                                                    Danca…

                                                                                                    Chroniclesssss………,.

                     

  THOUSAND WORDS I FAIL TO SAY.

Hanging out with girls, admiring their beauty, carriage and flaws, watching how their mouths flow like the river, the words they speak, really confusing but enticing. They speak about boys like chocolate, relationship like its diamond; they laugh over some and cry over others. There is a crush that comes crashing down but they are still able to bounce back, they laugh over their break-ups, imitate their exes and give such a fantastical and treasurable meaning to love.

All of the feeling, fun, I want to share in it, I want to have a taste of the “real life” neglecting the consequences. A novice like me trying to fit into the group of the experienced. So, I started my own love story and that was when things began to go from A-Z. I enjoyed and smiled at everything that used to irritate me, did the stuffs I never dreamt of, I was happy finally, I gained experience.

Love at first made me feel like a real woman, the praise and charming words, so intoxicating but within a short period I pondered on exactly how I got there, I cried like a heart had been broken, apologized like a sorry rag, felt worthless like a full grown woman begging for a ring.

Each time I remember the past mistakes I am like a body filled with regrets. My own first love introduced me to an entirely new world where trust has no value, care is worthless and sadness joy, I am trying to get over a shattered and a broken soul when I get a call from a random person, he asks me out but I refuse, he talks non-stop and then I oblige with the pain that arouses in me. I lay on my bed, crying all night, wondering how foolishness and peer pressure can bring love to a sad world. Late at night, I sleep forgetting my new boyfriend.

This time around my boyfriend takes things too serious when love is dead in my life. I am traumatized by everything that has to do with love but he does not care to understand, so I decide to struggle along but no one knows ‘I am love in a sad world’…this is just the beginning of THE THOUSAND WORDS I FAIL TO SAY.

                                                                                                  Danca Chronicles,

                                                                                                        *love*

 

BUNZA INTRO...

Her beauty, a masterpiece, a handiwork of the most divine so natural and innocent like the morning dew, a rare species with eagerness and ardent flair for wisdom beyond the ordinary, curious as a cat, majestically she stood above the rest, the price is her ultimate desire, despite the obstacles and temptations she strode gradually to the zenith-she is almost there, the ovation are clearer, song of victory louder, the clap thunderous, it’s been a long, painful, sacrificial and arduous journey, she can see the trophy…  

She couldn’t sleep, she was restless. Left, right, up, down like the barber’s chair, no part of the bed seem conducive, neither the blanket nor the pillow could prevent the sound from ending up in her brain, bang! Bang!! Bang!!! goes her head, under the bed seem optional but not ideal, “what kind of stupid school is this, where are the school authorities, this not fair” she thought to herself…Night at Chubby hostel has become a land of “no sleep” a “compulsory all night crusade arena”, once known as the “hostel of the angels” due to the tranquil atmosphere that welcome visitors at night, an abode for the bookworms, a haven suitable to powernap, but all this appear historical…Their voices was tremendous, Laughter here and there, the music was deafening but danceable undoubtedly the deed of DJ Skibo, the  best DJ in town, aroma of roasted chicken, barbeques, pepper-soup coupled with the smell of cigarette, marijuana and booze swallowed the fresh air…sleep was not forthcoming, she took the handout on metaphysics and Logic she had purchased the previous day probably she will be distracted from the noise outside her window, for the fact that it appear vague assimilating was like attempting suicide, angrily she fling the book to no destination in particular…this is her tenth party in less than a month of her transfer to Macaulay University, she hold parties for no specific reasons to her every day is her birthday in a twinkle of an eye she has become a deity among the student, she is gorgeous, racy, posh and influential she is  the most popular girl on campus, just few days in the university  she had already earned herself the name “Baby tipsy” and “lady-money no b problem”…sleep as totally elude her, its 3:00am already and it appear the party just started “na thunder go fire una useless people” she said regretting why she did not wait a week more before coming to school from home, the word “Home” ranged loud in her head, reality hit her “where is home” her eyes where clouded, she couldn’t hold it any longer she let it flow, she crawled back to bed beneath her blanket it rush down her cheek uncontrollable reaching for a tissue, she heard a knock, loud on her door…           

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photo essay.

Show love and care to everyone you come across, you never know whose life you might change. Your good habit can change someone else's bad habit. If the people around you are changing, it is probably because you are changing too. Bad character is activated so also good character is cultivated. There are people all over the world who needs help one way or the other and we can make ourselves "ambassadors of change".
   Remember, you do unto others as you would want for yourself, render sacrificial love, show love. John 13:25, John 3:16. The first commandment. Do not judge people based on their attitude, because you do not know their stories. Instead of judging, why not give justice by giving encouragement to those who are downcast.

MY UNDERSTANDING OF PURPOSE.

Our lives are lived by us, our actions can only be justified by us. There are somethings in life that we would never know, somethings we will never understand, there are some hard decisions we will have to take and make, some will feel our hearts with sadness but the most comforting is "discovering and walking in your purpose". The commonest questions asked are:
       (a) Is it everyone that is with a purpose?
       (b) How do I discover my purpose?
       (c) How do I know if it is the plan GOD has for my life?
       (d) How do I walk in my purpose, how do I fulfill or accomplish it?
 Well, do not rack your brains too much with questions whose answers are already known. Right from the beginning of creation, GOD has given every living creature a purpose. The purpose of sea animals, land creatures is for beautification and life, the purpose of the heavenly bodies is to make a difference between night and day. The first purpose of Adam( the first man created) was to name all other creatures, to have control over them and watch over everything that happens in the garden of Eden.
     Eve was later created and after they both committed the first recorded sin, they letf with different purposes;
-: Adam- till the soil, to feed.
-: Eve- multiply the earth,
(a) Is it everyone that is with a purpose?
          Yea, everything and every humanGOD createdor creates, HE assigned or assigns a purpose to. There is no living creature without purpose. To every man, a purpose has been endowed upon him. Purpose by my definition means, 'a reason to live' or 'something that needs to be achieved'.

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