Let’s
ignore the futuristic picture behind this title, a product of entertainment TV’s
making and focus on the fact that we are about to read through another rant by
yours truly. But fear not, this is new territory.
Come a few
weeks’ time, we shall be experiencing ghostly faces whitened by dry air, and
hairlines, lashes and facial hairs decorated with delicate touches of snowy
Sahara dust…glorious harmattan beckoning.
This
wasn’t an intended pun, but I’d rather you believe it was and hail the prowess
of my verbosity. But seriously, this post is just about bloody life. (well I
did it again, I’m on fire!)
And my Father had to ask me where my feet/legs had
disappeared to, ‘feetless at this moment.’ I told him. Shaking his head, he walks away with an amused look on his face as all
grownups seem inclined to do, as if to say “Kids these days!”
Somewhere in my mind, the reluctance to venture back into
skinny jeans and tailored blouses has nothing to do with the struggle to attain
a fuller look, I’m just hell bent on feeling spring/summer through every pore
on my skin.
This
is my first official post on this category, FOOD. I hope for those of you
passionate about cooking/food this helps you explore it on an affordable budget.
Into
the life of Ene Ijato from your end, peeping through a keyhole. There’s nothing
fabulous or glamourous about it, for I am just another random girl, in a random
universe living a beautifully chaotic life.
Sometimes depression isn’t a continuous affair, sometimes it just
touches you, holds you, and like a precarious lover leaves before morning, only
sometimes.
Our
skin cells like our stomachs desire to be fed. And I admit, I’d much rather
spend time feeding myself in any way possible than layering my face with
colours and cakes.
This
is where the boys say, “aww I knew she’d result to a gender bias post somehow”
In the space of a few days or weeks or months my schedule
rearranges and unravels into a clean mess of priorities and tasks unevenly
scaled. But sometimes I’m just rearranging furniture and after an attempt to study sings gone with the wind, I get sucked into the world of Lena Dunham’s chaotic Girls.
I literally feel like a cup of coffee is being brewed by the bigger people and Minna is directly inside it, just saying. Blame Dr. Seuss for my metaphor.
So, here’s the thing
about busy bodies, we are usually the radical ones. Rebels who defy authority and norms that try to stifle us and our right to
expression.
People
are so worried about what they eat between Christmas and the New year, when
they really should be worried about what they eat between the New year and
Christmas. –Anonymous
FYI,
‘eat’ in this context may be interpreted metaphorically.