Scars

If collecting stamps is a hobby, is collecting scars one too? While not exactly a hobby you would want to list down in your resume, or share with your date I can guarantee it to be an interesting lifelong affair.

Scars are a permanent imprint on your body to remind you of a certain time when you couldn’t control an itch, were careless, didn’t listen to advice or was just plain mad.

I don’t know about you, but I seem to remember the origin of most of my scars. Good thing about that is I don’t have to stick a post-it on every scar to help me recall and it doesn’t bug me as much when I can’t recall where it came from, unlike a song that you can’t remember the title of.

Strategic Management

School has resumed for me. It’s no joke juggling between work, school & this thing you can barely call a life. Nothing is impossible, but who would mind a little helping hand? I won’t.

My classes fall on Tuesdays & Wednesdays. Seems like the best choices compared to classes landing on a bluish Monday or ‘I should partay cos tomorrow’s a Friday’ Thursday and ‘I must partay cos today’s a Friday & tomorrow’s a Saturday’ Friday.

It’s my second week of school since my break & all I can say is, it’s not a breeze. Fortunately, my helping hand came in the form of my lecturer who teaches me this module, Strategic management. He has taught me before and I know he’s good. I left work a little late & had to take 2 buses to reach school but I wouldn’t miss his class & boy was I glad I didn’t.

The D.K Effect

The D.K effect occurs around one man & one man only.

His personality & character is built through years of sweat & blood. Brave but not without fear, he picked up knowledge through sheer experience, trying every thing out himself.

What he lacked of, he made up with hard work. With effort, he gained success. With success there came no pride, only gratitude. He feels blessed & appreciates whatever he has & is quick to dismiss complacency when it kicks in.

He chooses his words not with his mind but with his heart. His words reflect no boastfulness, only sincerity.

While most with such success, urge to go atop a mountain & shout in joy. He rather stays grounded & shares them with his loved ones.

He is a better party host than Jimmy Fallon is on SNL. Providing his guests with a warm, cosy atmosphere, food & laughter that echo into their hearts.

He exemplifies the meaning of a giver, no a sharer (pun totally intended). He shares his good experiences & protects family & friends from bad experiences. Sharing does not stop at telling you about a nice restaurant to dine, he brings you to the place personally. Not once, not twice but many times.

He sees a tip not as a requirement but as an obligation to himself to spread great service to others he may not even know.

He brings light literally & figuratively wherever he goes. Whether you are a friend, family or stranger, at home or out, you will feel his bright bright light.

If you didn’t know him, your guard would be up & suspicion would set in. Once you hear him speak & see his sincere smile, you can’t help but reveal his reflection on your face.

His intentions are crystal clear, to spread the love & warmth to all as far as he can reach.

It’s a privilege to know a man such as he, a privilege in more ways than I can dream of indeed.

Oh, who is D.K you ask? D.K is….