Be The Need !

Jossy lived with a certain man at a very crucial time in her life.

He used to make sexual advances at her before she got to live with him. To her, she was ready to serve as a daughter and to learn from him in the career she had chosen in life.

She knew for sure, that he always thought once she got to live in his house, he was sure to win her and sleep with her.

Every morning, Jossy stood infront of the mirror in her room and told herself that: ” sleeping with the old geek for any reason in life will be over her living and dead body”.

Almost every week, Jossy watched closely how young girls her age and below slipped into the mansion just to come and have sexual fun with the old man. They usually left the house at dawn and she only saw them again by peeping through her window.

Do you know how the old man referred to them?

“My friends”.

Yes! He slept with the girls he called his friends. Jossy always laughed so hard in the head when he confides in her about every single one of those girls he slept with.

Sometimes, after listening to him, she went back to the room and wondered what the hell was wrong with those girls?

Crying out loud, the old man in question had three children who were all girls. And they all lived with the woman after their divorce. Seriously, he took very good care of them and encouraged them to work hard and excell in school.

You know what’s funny?

He slept with the young girls who were less privelleged to continue their education after Junior and senior high schools, from poor backgrounds and were struggling to cater for themselves.

He decieved them with the little money he gave them, his mansion and other properties. He told them bloody lies about how he could cater for them and they all fell for them.

Do you know what I am actually trying to point out?

After all the girls that came to him day after day, night after nights, and week after weeks. He still needed Jossy to do him a lot of favours.

Favours none of those girls were equiped to do . They only came to sleep with him, took his filthy money and left.

There were several instances that Jossy left him alone in his house and went out to engage in something meaningful.

(Whispering) Shhhhhhhhh, it was actually intentional.

Do you know what happened in those few days Jossy left?

He called her every second, minute, hours and day…… Seeking for her opinions on decisions he was about making, confiding in her on trival issues, discussing his plans as well as financial plans with her.

And most of all, wanting to know when exactly she’ was returning to his house because he needed her to cook for him, polish his shoes, help him find his body creme in the mornings when he’s in a hurry for work/ meetings, iron for him, do fruit smoothies for him before bed every night and etc.

After all the numerous girlfriends, none was able to stay and to serve him with his needs.

Let me gossip,(whispering) shhhhhhhh. Do you know how those girlfriends normally referred to him? ” The disturber”.

Very true, that man was the most annoying and difficult human being I have ever served in life, said Jossy as she laid on her bed one night. In fact, one needed an extra heart to deal with him. She continued.

Not once or twice, he confessed to Jossy saying: ” all though I know and believe you would never give me what I actually want(sex), I need you in my house because of your heart of understanding and service”. It sounded funny to Jossy because she knew her days in that house were numbered.

It isn’t actually the sex that a man needs, yes they may think that is what they need but that’s not it.

I rest my case and I’m outta here…….

Jossy Equa.

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Positive in Negativity

Kukua rushed into the kitchen.

She looked worn out.

She grasp a glass and opened the fridge.

She took a bottle of water and detached the cover, she filled herself a glass of water.

After drinking, she made a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall.

Mistakenly, she hits the glass on the wall.

Kring! It cracked and breaks.

She covered her mouth and gaze in awe at the broken glass.

Mom rushed into the kitchen and meet frustrated Kukua, trying to make something out of the broken glass.

Kukua! Mom screamed.

She tried to hide the glass at her back.

“Mom will punish me for my carelessness”. Kukua thought.

“Can I have the broken glass”? mom asked.

Kukua tugged it from her back, stretched her hands and opened her palm, showing the broken glass.

Wooow! Mom exclaimed and continue… “I hope you aren’t hurt, Kukua? This glass will be just good for keeping some beautiful bunch of flowers. Oh, I got them from a shop yesterday and I have been thinking of where to keep those flowers”.

This is perfect Kukua!

She rushed to her room and came back with the posy. She took the glass from Kukua and patched it carefully with a specialized glue made to bond with glass.

Mom then arranged the flowers nicely in it and placed the glass on their center table in the living room.

Perfect! Perfect! Perfect! She clap, smile and just couldn’t take her eyes off the beautiful posy on the table.

Kukua gaped at her mom, she couldn’t believe her eyes. She thought mom will yell at her today, but it seemed things turn out right.

In her heart, she was thankful to God for that broken glass being useful.

I just want to point out one thing to you.

See positivity in every negativity.

It doesn’t matter how broken you are, how used you have become. You can be useful for another wonderful thing.

Jossy Equa.

You Are Not For Everyone

You remember when I spoke about everyone being born a leader ?

Now, remember also, that I used a demonstration of the President Barack Obama’s leadership right? And again, the fact that everyone must take dominion in his own circle?…

Good you remember now!

Now, have you wondered why some particular people never value your worth?

Have you wondered why nothing you do pleases them?

Have you thought of why they never appreciate and accept you for who you are?

Hear this!

You are not for them

They will never accept you.

You know what to do?

First, know who you are and operate within the people who value your worth.

You are much more than you think my leader.

Jossy Equa

The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Bloggers

This is very great and I really needed this.

The Art of Blogging

Do you want to be a successful blogger? Do ideas for posts randomly pop into your head whenever, wherever? Do you think about ways to improve your blog?

How to write more? Better? Faster?

Do you study what the most successful bloggers have done to get to where they are right now?

You are not alone. I do this too. It’s one of my passions. To see what makes the difference. What works, what doesn’t, and to understand the why. Because of this, I can write cute posts like this one.

Here are the seven best habits to have as a blogger.

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