There’s something called a self-inflicted wound.I think it means I caused my own pain.I don’t have anybody to blame but myself.
A good example of a self-inflicted wound is the stress about
people not returning or ignoring your calls.
‘He is not picking my
calls,’ a common line in Yoruba movies. It comes from picking up.Some people say he is not taking or ignoring my calls.
The self-inflicted wound comes from mathematics.Leaving 20 messages on someone’s phone means
you are not good in this subject, despite the education your parents gave you.
One + one = two.If
someone doesn’t take your call the third time around, it means he or she
doesn’t want to speak to you.Period.Just move on and don’t
inflict any wounds on your beautiful body and intelligence. Math is also a factor when it comes to weekend fun or
holidays.If she doesn’t return your
calls about plans for the long weekend, it means that she has other plans to end
that week and you are not part of it.Leaving messages on Friday, Saturday …
There’ll be tears of joy and tears of
defeat in Sao Paulo, Brazil after the 2014 FIFA World Cup this weekend.
Khala in Zulu means to cry. You say it like car, come, cup.
I find it funny when a little thing that is
three years old tells the mother that his baby brother is crying.“Uyakhal’
umntwana.”He is little
himself.Life is not very difficult to
understand.We laugh.We cry.Banks, the taxman and speed cops make me cry.Crying is ukukhala
in Zulu. ZULU ENGLISH Kwenze njani Langa? What’s wrong Langa? Uyakhala Ma. He’s crying Ma. Ngiyabona.Uyakhala I can see he is crying. Ukhalelani? Why is he crying? Ukhalela ibhola lami. He is crying for my soccer ball. Langa musa ukukhala.
The internet and mama have something in common: manners. They believe that always say Hi! To people you
meet. Home is where the heart is, but it is rough being at home these
digital days.People are so tied up in chat
rooms, Instagram, Twitter, FB, YouTube or Google mania, they don’t have a
minute to say hi or good night to people they share a toilet or kitchen with.
Thank god for internet players.They say hi to me when I re-open a document
after a thirty minutes’ break.It’s all
automated, but it is nice when the computer calls me by my name and encourages
me to continue, where I left off. The internet understands that
greetings are the definitive ice breaker, before saying mum, I’m hungry or dad,
can I have the car keys?
Facebook has taken it to the next
level because it understands that I live in a strange province where the
weather is a headline story, and not what Prime Minister Justin Trudeau thinks
about the Keystone Pipeline, so Facebook reminds me of temperatures going up
and down. …