I Want To Go Back To The Time When INNOCENCE Was NATURAL, Not FAKE. When GETTING HIGH Meant On A SWING, Not PROMOTIONS. When DRINKING Meant RASNA ORANGE, Not BEERS Or WHISKEYS. When DAD Was The Only HERO, Not DEPP Or TOM. When LOVE Was MOM’S HUG, Not The GIRL-FRIENDS' /BOY-FRIENDS'. When DAD’S SHOULDER Was The HIGHEST PLACE On The Earth, Not Your DESIGNATION. When Your WORST ENEMIES Were Your SIBLINGS, Not Your MANAGER.When The Only Thing That Could HURT Were BLEEDING KNEES, Not The TEARS Falling Down Your Cheeks. When The Only Things BROKEN Were TOYS, Not The DYING HEARTS. And When GOOD-BYES Meant TILL TOMORROW, Not For YEARS & YEARS.
INTERESTING OBSERVATION WITH BALLS!! 1 The sport of choice for the urban poor is SOCCER. 2 The sport of choice for maintenance level employees is BASKETBALL. 3 The sport of choice for front-line workers is RUGBY . 4 The sport of choice for supervisors is CRICKET. 5 The sport of choice for middle management is TENNIS. And.... 6 The sport of choice for corporate executives and officers is GOLF. THE AMAZING CONCLUSION: The higher you go in the corporate structure, the smaller your balls become. There must be a ton of people in the Government playing marbles..........
Yeah. The innocence, nostalgic memories. And btw, add this; 'Those days when ASS only meant a donkey, BOOTY meant a big shoe, PUSSY meant cat, KISS was just some UK tv station, etc. U ever had such times?
ReplyDeleteI did...and i miss them lots,sad part is,even names have been dragged into the mess,u cant name ur kid dick,juu atachekelewa!...btw thanks for the feedback!
ReplyDeleteWelcome. I always look forward to your posts. When all akina Galis are talking about is zegz, where else do you get the assurance that there is more to life than here?
ReplyDeleteI'd perhaps just say two words; orio mno! And, mulembe!( you're Lunje right?)