A story is told, of a man who out of love and lots of passion, went through hell and high water to impress one lady to whom he wished to become engaged. No, there is no happily ever after. The man is left bitterly spurned. Oh the things that love makes us do!
This is the story of Lord Maurice Egerton Tatton, the fourth and last Baron Egerton of Tatton (1874 – 1958).
After our tummies were full, we headed out. About 14 kilometres from Nakuru town, lying on a 100-acre piece of land, stands this magnificent, architectural masterpiece set on expansive, lush lawns.
When it rains, it pours. I have a project that is due on Saturday. Thing is, not only am I feeling run-down, but I also have ZERO motivation for it… That among many other things. 😦
I get nostalgic when I remember the good old days – the ‘gotea hiyo risto
So, just this once I want to go back to being a child. Carefree, dancing in the rain and in muddy puddles.
You put in too much to something, it’s not always that the effort is reciprocated; that’s life.
You get people who are super crazy about you, you don’t feel a tad bit about them; that’s life.
You look at your friends and all seems rosy in their little world, a smile can mask a lot; that’s life.
You cry yourself to sleep because you’re thinking that that’s the toughest thing you’ve ever been through. Trust me, everyone has a story. People have been through worse; that’s life.
So here I am having coffee and mandazis thinking, this is life. It didn’t promise you happy times forever.
Cloudy days, Sunny days, make the best of them! That’s life!
Happy week people!
— Wa Ng’ang’a
We are always encouraged to read, and to read beyond our comfort zones. In the midst of all that reading, we get those chain emails, “Make sure you read till the end….If you do not forward to bla bla bla…you will bla bla bla…”
Well, I stumbled on this beautiful piece. Make sure you read till the end.
Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start now and make a brand new ending.
Sometimes someone says something really small, and it just fits right into this empty place in your heart.
Turn your face to the sun, and the shadows fall behind you.”
The less we look with our eyes, the more we will see with our hearts.
Everyone’s a star and deserves the right to twinkle.
I’m not beautiful like you. I’m beautiful like me.
Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.
I guess it is all happening.
It’s not something I’m ready for, hell i never thought I would be…I guess no one is ever ready for it.
So here I am again, trying to get back to my genesis. That place that is all so familiar, where I’ll feel like I am myself again. I guess Maya was right when she said:
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
I too have learnt that and more – I know the rain don’t last forever
I ought to know better than to play with fire…
Because inevitably, I’ll get burnt. I thought the mire was a teacher,
Probably I’m not that much of a good student.I thought history helps shape our future.Redirect it towards the better path.Reality stares at me and it’s harsh…
Real as the cold biting deep into my skin.Someone once said, “Don’t compromise yourself. You’re all you’ve got.”
Maybe it’s time I wake up and smell the coffee. Maybe it is time that I took it all in…
This time though not with a pinch of salt.
— Wa Ng’ang’a