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whats outside your window?

woulda ignored this if not for the person posting it!

@OP
when did u open it? are you sure they changed your personal info? didnt u specify an alternate email addy?

ewww @ dads giving the talk (to guys), in house no such thing happened o,the closest he ever came was asking if i was sexually frustrated at 17 but my mother on the other hand. . . one of the many talks began with 'you'll notice girls are starting to get attracted to you, ' (i was already laughing to myself at this point


@moka. . . et al
thanks, y'all provide the much needed link to actual reality we need

FL Gators:
Infact, you're very much right. Now that you've given an age bracket, my answer has changed, but not too far from the root.

LOL, maybe when I become a mom it might change. I'm still learning, plz continue to correct me

hurry up and marry jo, u dont know u're old!

@kaybaba
where are you serving?your statement about NIM is similar to whats happening here o!, you didnt tell us what ur interests where and expantiate on what you want outta EE(personally i think EE's shouldnt bother with NIM)

Lord i give You all the glory, You are faithful,
may words of praise never dry up from my lips!

Written by Salisu Suleiman
Thursday, 25 June 2009
WHEN MY LAST CANDLE BURNS OUT

By: Salisu Suleiman

When my last candle burns out, I have no more fear. I have learnt to see in the dark and think through the noxious fumes. The growling of diesel generators and the shrill of grinding machines do not distract me anymore. I was born in this cacophony and will die with it. They are a part of me.

When my last candle dies out, I see with a new clarity. I see the one who promised to declare an emergency. Two years on, I see no declaration, only an emergency in life, and all around. I see those who said $16 billion was spent to cook a pot of stew that nobody could eat. I see them putting down the pot to see what went into it. After two years of ‘maybe’ and ‘maybe not’, I see them return the pot back on the fire. And throw in another $4 billion dollars.

When my last candle burns to the ground, I, alone in the dark can see; my homes are hungry, my industries are hungry, my offices are hungry, but no one knows when the stew will be ready. Through the choking fumes of generator smoke, I see the one who staged a play on the public stage and promised to catch the wasteful cooks who burnt $16 billion in a pot of stew. I see him going hither and thither, lapping in the public adulation and our entreaty that at last, the beautiful ones may have been born.

When my last candle flickers out, I see in the dark, a different soul. A soul that saw N5.2 billion meant for rustic souls. He lost his mind, bared his dirty soles and leapt into the hot pot. Last time I heard, he was cooling off at rural, rustic Kuje. Just a bit of poetic justice. I have learnt not to salivate at the scent that once promised so many dishes, praying even as I know that redemption is only in my grave. The pot of stew I see is spiced and spliced by the golden curry of diesel merchants.

When my last candle withers and dies, through the mind-numbing, metallic monotony, I make out the tragedy of the family just above my flat. Six of them there were. The father just bought a generator for the first time, and the family celebrated their elevation from the pits of daily darkness. It was their last celebration, because when the morning came, we the neighbors found six frozen stiffs, choked to death on the fumes of their new generator. It was not the kind of elevation they dreamt of.

When my last candle runs out of life, I see another family that also ran out of life - roasted to death when a power surge went through their electrical appliances. They all came out soles first - not a single soul left that home. And there was no explanation, no compensation, just commiseration. One more dead family. I see the artisan who can find no work, and when he does, can get no power to do it. I see the repairman, sallow with sorrow. Every appliance in the neighborhood is broken by power surge, but he cannot get a little power to fix them.

When my last candle can give no more light, I see with a new sprite the brave entrepreneur whose courage was crushed by the burden of diesel; I see the banks that spend N20 billion on generators; I see the telecoms firm that powers all its masts with generators; I see the millions of homes dying slowly from the noise, the fumes and the cost of generating power to light a few bulbs and to get a bottle of cold drinking water; I see the offices where no work gets done and the tall building no one can get into; I see the planes landing in the dark and respiratory machines asphyxiating the sick.

When my last candle sputters and dies, I await the release of sleep, I think of my young nephew whose first word in this world is not ‘baba’ or ‘mama’, but ‘nepa’ and the next word one ‘genrator’. He does not know what it means to wake up to the sounds of birds singing in the mornings, or to listen to the simple silence that whispers from nature. His is a generation that is bred on the noise of generators, grows with the fumes of diesel and studies with the flares of a million candles. Without the drones of generators, he is restless; without the fumes of fossils, breathless; without the burden of darkness, clueless.

When my last candle chills out and the stifling room heats up, I have no more worries. I have learnt to sleep through the heat and through the noise that seems to spring from just outside my window; mean medallion for many midnights murdered. I sleep through it all. I dream of my dream that got stolen; I dream of my heart that got broken, I speak the words that never got spoken; I lament the ideas that never got proven, and curse the crooks who kept me craven. I see everything ever so clearly in the dark.

When my last candle fizzles out, I cringe inside my heart with the burden of pain when I picture the merchants of gloom laughing to the banks with burden of gain. I cringe at the waste, at the cruelty, at the shallowness of spirit that would keep an entire nation in the dark, just so that a few more unneeded millions can stroll into the bank. I see them as they wallow in deceit and false claim, hearing nothing, seeing nothing, couched in the pretext that at the helm shall they remain, unmindful that from the depths of darkness, a new light will spring.

When my last candle burns out, I cry about the jokes on me, about how in the scriptures, when it was said, ‘let there be light’, there was light. But in my country, when it was said ‘let there be light’, $16 billion grew wings; I cry because the honest are wretched, and thieving knaves knighted; I cry because eyes are not for seeing and ears not for hearing. But through my tears in this dark, yet revealing place, I reach the ultimate truth: that they may walk with lightening and speak with thunder; they may drive my brothers into exile, in time shall we all surrender; together we will go yonder. When there is time to think and ponder, all the white lies and dark truths will be asunder. When that very last candle dies, there will be nothing more left to conquer.

[quote author=@labiyemmy link=topic=286116.msg4080125#msg4080125 date=1245841019]Ok - one free Sat Nav for you - call my office and you will get it.[/quote]thanks but GPS isnt going to be useful to me where i am presently(not unless it can warn you abt where baboons and pythons are)

@all
i think we've resolved the problem on ground. . .can we move on to other stuff? (like for instance how rueben abati is getting owned over that his 'identity crisis' write-up)

rotfllmao
@labiyemmy
sorry my bad. . .i meant 'you take your work seriously' o(i agree u hv a right to be pissed ) i'm dealing with some stuff here!

@alabiyemmi
u urself has admitted that gaminechic's not the one you have beef for its the car tracking company(which she is not an employee of)so abeg let her of the hook ehn? you can open another thread and talk about your product there. You're a bizman(from this thread we can all see that u take your work seriously)* so you shouldn't bother with 3rd parties if there's anyone that needs a bashing its the car company and its definitely not on this thread!

@gaminechic
maybe its about time u freed the guy and his matter cos its starting to spill over from the internet o(this one that he's stating what you do for a living, next thing is your phone number and possibly pictures sef!)

*i erroneously wrote 'dont take your work seriously'

hmmm

Lord i praise You because even in my confusion, even when my spirit is disturbed,
i know You still love me and care for me, that You still have plans to give me a future and an expected end!

i said add price o!

well it seems his beef is with the garmin thingy and he directed it at gamine, but now that she says she's with inazi lets hope he's man enough to apologise!

source please!

i need a white viao in abuja like sharpish
specs are
3gb ram 250gb the usual. . .cld u reply with price as well thanks
(if not a viao a white laptop sha. . .def not toshiba)

[quote author=~Sauron~ link=topic=286863.msg4069142#msg4069142 date=1245676375]He is NOT English but u can say he's BRITISH!!!
Call a Scottish bloke English and get your face punched bluish-blackish!!![/quote]all join!

Omolola1:
yea right.

but i can't be an housewife, NO WAY! why did i go to school, why do i have my certificates? TO WORK! TO BE INDEPENDENT! and not to rely on any man! For God's sake, anything could happen.

lol. . .it just might 'do u like film trick'

actually er'thing boils down to understanding and communication, in some relationships the wife agreeing to stay  home and "play housewife" would signal the begining of the end of the marriage as they know it cos she cld start to resent the husband(and heaven knows the poor not-so-innocent child) for truncating her career/future imho there really is no right answer to that question! u jst hv to balance your situation!

Lord, even if i dont praise You your name will always be praised

i thank You because You have given me a heart that praises You,

You're beyond awesome, thank you for everything!

ireke:
We often misuse that valuable irreplaceable time called courtship. Courtship is not a time to know how good our spouse will be in bed.

Don't just focus on the times when you asked and (s)he gave or yielded to your requests. Focus more on how (s)he deals with her/his siblings, how (s)he treats the waiter at the restaurant, the conductor/stranger in the bus and even her/his subordinates, colleagues and boss at work. If (s)he shows respect to them, (s)he will repsect you. If (s)he treats them with comtempt, it will be your turn one day when the love tan goes off your skin. How does (s)he behave when (s)he is angry? Take good note because it will be your turn one day. How does (s)he relate with people that you know that (s)he knows that you know that (s)he can't stand i.e. people (s)he hates? He will have a tendency to treat you like that in her/his down moments. Take good hints when he comments on movies or news items. Relax and study him well enough to know his philosophy about life.

Of course, shit does happen, but when it does, there is a kind of confidence that comes when you know that you have done your due diligence.

this is on point!. . .

KnowAll:
Yaradua is getting on his stride, I think as the days turn to weeks and weeks to turn months, Yaradua is becoming a maradona in his own way. He is unpredictable nobody knows what card he is going to play next. The appointment of the new CBN boss kept everyone guessing till the last moment.

so u're saying he should use us to learn how to play football abi?

biina:
He can talk, but lets wait and see him walk.

i couldnt agree more

@ibk
u have one. . .i think its somwhere on the 2nd page

@thread
july 5th baby. . .!

how do the roads in states other than abj look?can u post pics?

nearest:
I've just graduated and really don't have adequate infomation on how to become a registered engineer.

i actually owe you thanks. . .if you hadnt asked i would never hv bothered to find out if COREN had a website(its actually very ugly) anyway sha this is the page wiv the requirements
http://www.corenng.org/registration/registration.htm

like dhtml said u need to be clearer. . .also u cld add why you want to format your computer(if you're OS is original why replace it with a pirated one? u're just inviting WGA wahala).

vigasimple:
I hope you guys realised that this is NOT  a gift  BUT  A LOAN (they call it CREDIT)

Apart from hoping that it is spent wisely, it has to be paid back maybe with a small interest.

To give YAR A'DULL administration benefits of the doubt maybe there are issues that is making his incomptence becomes monumental and he doesn't know how to communicate it to Nigerians, or in a short the office of the President is just beyond his paygrade.

Another point to note, eve if  YAR A'CLUELESS is hoping for 'RESELECTION' for second term, he has already spent 2 years of potential 8 years DOING NOTHING. That is a quarter of the whole 'POTENTIAL PERIOD' of  8 years.

I am an eternal optimist BUT some people making that harder from time to time.

thank you my brother, i just hope they use it well so thr power sector gets its act together

i agree with his view that we cant develop programs for the developing countries as whole. . .instead it had to be more detailed!

for those of you who fancy themselves current!

which one out of each of the two countries listed below have the highest child mortality rates?

sri lanka or turkey
poland or south korea
malaysia or russia
pakistan or vietnam
thailand or south africa