True Love Conquers All and Doughnuts In the Microwave

Good news, this week I got uncapped wi-fi this week. Which also means I have had little to no sleep this past week. I don’t even know what movies I watch these days. I mean I have watched every Tyler Perry movie out there . Madea is no longer the funniest person on Tv anymore to me . I mean I even watched french movies and beauty and the beast for the 10th time . Desperate much?
Yeah you bet I am . On the bright side I have plenty of movies to recommend this week.
The first is the french version of beauty and the beast. I believe it’s called La Belle et la Béte.. The storylines a bit different but what is truly fascinating about this movie is the detail put into it. The scenery is gorgeous . The dresses are beautiful and most importantly.. the roses.. They are extraordinarily stunning. An absolute visual masterpiece. Forgetting about the storyline is pretty easy throughout the movie. It’s worth a watch give it a try.

As I write this I’m on my way to Durban. The land of bunny chows, busy beaches and many masala shops. Okay I may be being very stereotypical right now but I’m from there. So I’m allowed to be. Spent eight years of my life there. Made some awesome memories . Every weekend I was at the beach. I had an amazing school and perfect friends and don’t get me started on my grandmothers dessert cupboard (she is a caterer). When we moved it was the best decision and the worst decision ever.

My schedule when it comes to writing is entirely messed up. I’m gonna be honest here and say that this was also a way of procrastinating during exam times. Writing flows easier when I have other things to do. Using the current moment as an example. I have a room to clean. Clothes to fold. Jewellery for the past week to put away and a bed to make. Lots of things that take very little time once I get started that I am now avoiding . Procrastination my friend, it’s a very large problem in this head of mine.

I am now safe and sound at home. I started this post last week. I’m so terrible with my timing. I should have stressed earlier that I was anticipating a relaxing trip. Filled with peaceful hotel nights, free wi-fi and an assortment of junk food to keep me happy in the backseat of the car. Boy was I wrong . How can I begin to describe it…
First of all yay great news I am on the way to remission with my lupus . If all goes well i’ll be able to have coffee again in a year #Keepingthedreamalive. Yeah that was the one good thing that happened actually.
The place we were staying at was 2 hours away from Durban . So that trip was totally amazing as you can guess. We got lost for four whole hours. Reached the place at 12 pm. it had no tv, no wi-fi, none of the heaters worked and I probably would have been more comfortable had it been above 10 degrees outside. We all mutually agreed we were gonna pack up and leave the next day . The truly terrible news is that the doughnut that I had carefully kept to eat by myself in the microwave was forgotten. I only remembered once were way back on the highway . I was beyond tragic really.
I had to go to a ceremony for my parents late friend ( a wonderful woman ). The ceremony was great (we were late) and it was great seeing old friend again. But my gosh were there a lot of old indian aunties there. Try explaining why you took a gap year this year to these woman. I dare ya! The conversation will go something like this :
Them : so what do you have planned this year ?
Me : Oh I’m just taking a gap year
Them : Yes yes that’s nice. But what exactly are you studying
Me : I’m not . I took the year off aunty
Them : But why? Whats wrong ?
Me : Nothing aunty I just felt like it
Them : *Looks at my parents in pity*
Them: *Proceeds to ask my parents the exact same questions*
Yeah so that was a hoot.
There are many many more stories about this weekend I could tell but I want to focus on something positive right now. I attended a wedding this week. The groom was the most soft-spoken person I’ve ever met in my life and the bride was a very confident blind woman . Both parties were quite accomplished and both are extremely wonderful people but the reason why this wedding was so amazing was because of the fight that led up to it.
The groom parents were hesitant about him marrying someone blind. Now I mean seriously.  She attended normal school all her life, she has a degree in two languages, she has travelled the world and she has her own business. What else does a girl have to do ? Tame her own lion? The groom, in the many years that I have known him, is the most easy-going person ever. Like ever(The amount of likes in my paragraphs is the teenage in me coming out, I apologize profusely )  . He wanted this marriage to happen so much because they were in love. Now come on, Who doesn’t love LOVE? To me, for someone like that to go against his nature and speak out for what he wants should say a lot about how strongly he feels. Obviously after a while (over a year) the parents came around and ceremony was beautiful and amazing (as it should have been), wanna know what their reason was?
How much he smiled when he was with her. And how happy he got when they accepted he was going to marry the girl of his dreams. Disney movies don’t even get endings like this. That story was perfect. The reason was perfect and if any of us get to experience a story like that in our lifetimes we would be so lucky. *sighs*

Things to do this week :

  • research dance classes
  • clean my room
  • learn to make two new dishes
  • try out new cheesecake recipe
  • buy new doughnut
  • find nail polish remover
  • buy more cheese

Okay I got super bored yesterday. I believe I have watched almost every movie under the sun at this point and I may have watched too many series lately where the friends marry their friends as ministers .. yeah see what I’m leading up to ? I GOT ORDAINED. Yeah you read right. Unfortunately its only valid in the United States (maybe Canada, really not sure) but then at least it will be a wedding and a honeymoon and I would get to tag along like a third wheel. Awesome. Turns out becoming a minister in South Africa is a much longer process. Going down to registrars office and filling in paper work and there’s an exam. I mean I haven’t reached that level of boredom yet but hey you never know.. maybe next week.
On another plus side I have conquered my fear of driving on the highway. I did that last week and I didn’t kill anybody (my bar should really be a lot higher). So yes I really did deserve that doughnut…
Another movie recommendation : the Beauty Shop – Something a bit odd but mainly plain ole funny. Guaranteed you’ll enjoy it. I’m totally a Queen Latifah fan. Who thought Kevin Kostner could pull that accent off ? Not me until I watched that movie. Rocking those highlights man . Short story : against the odds Gina (Queen Latifah) opens and runs a Beauty shop and hair salon (are those the same thing ? I’m not sure ). She runs into some trouble here and there (fines, odd sandwich ladies and a very attractive neighbour of sorts) but hustles through like a boss.
Music recommendation : Got two songs for you.
For the EDM kind of music fans : Golden Pineapple – Jay Hardway. I’m a little obsessed right now.
For everyone on this earth: Despacito – Luis Fonsi ft Daddy Yankee . Why haven’t I heard this song until now ??? I have been living under a rock…
Quote for the week : “Consider a tree for a moment. As beautiful as trees are to look at, we don’t see what goes on underground – as they grow roots. Trees must develop deep roots in order to grow strong and produce their beauty. But we don’t see the roots. We just see and enjoy the beauty. In much the same way, what goes on inside of us is like the roots of a tree” – Joyce Meyer

Have a lovely week ahead everyone !!

Signing Out
A Contemplative Human Being
(Who Is Trying To Find The Perfect Doughnut)

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Its the first time I have posted twice  in one day . I feel like I need to emphasise being grateful in life today.  Please do something kind for someone else this week. Be grateful for life. Love it. Live it. For it is as short as it is bittersweet .

Have a lovely day.

Once Upon Another Time And The Colours Of Mourning

At my funeral I want the song Once upon a time by Sara Bareilles to be played. Aside from the flow of the song which conveys some sense of melancholy and wistfulness they words are really what gets to you. The song has such a beautiful meaning that needs to be shared.

I started thinking about death and living today. Our dear friends who I have known all my life gave us a call today. The mom of the family has been battling cancer for the past four to five years. She was in remission for a while then the cancer came back. These people are just about the friendliest family I have had the pleasure of knowing for all of my eighteen years and how their lives have changed over the past half a decade is quite astonishing. Anyways back to the phonecall, we were informed that it doesn’t look as if she will make it past the weekend. Now, my mother has retired downstairs for an evening of silence and my dad… well nothings changed really. He’s still making inappropriate jokes about death and funerals … perhaps that’s why my mother went to be alone. That’s just the way he is though. Me, well I have taken to play my funeral song on repeat while I try to wrap my head around this news. I’m Really gonna miss her, her odd, extreme health recipes and her gifts which tried to encourage hobbies like sugar crafting and origami (sadly books I have not read yet.. Shame on me !) . The only thing left to say is I wish she had more time.
It’s never and easy thing to accept death, or the eventuality of it. It takes a lot of time. I can’t imagine waiting for death, being aware of how little time I have left before my spirit leaves my body . I don’t want to imagine it. It’s quite hard to watch a family member slowly succumb to such a painful disease.It’s heartbreaking, when you truly love someone it can break you.

There are several types of people when it comes to dealing with grief:

  • The Negative Nelly
  • The Weeping Willow
  • The Wisecracker everybody wants to punch
  • The Introverted statue
  • The Narcissist (self-explanatory)
  • The Storyteller

There are probably are a lot more but those are the only ones that come to mind right now. My dad obviously is the wisecracker in the family. As am I with a mix of narcissism quite a bit of weeping and cursing God … and so on and so forth. My mother on the other hand is full on introverted weeping willow. We explain death to ourselves in the simplest way. Gods got other plans for you. We aren’t religious in this family but we are spiritual. When you’ve reached your time on this earth God will call your spirit back. Though we believe attachment to materialistic thing including the bodies of our spirits it still hurts like hell when another person leaves us.
In the Indian culture we wear white to funerals, in the western culture they wear black, in Egypt the colour yellow is associated with mourning and in Thailand widows are required to wear purple when morning the death of their spouse. Different cultures different traditions.
In the indian culture we wear while to symbolise purity, unity and clarity. In india widows are required to wear only white after their husband dies. White is also a colour of mourning in Ethiopia .
In the Western culture the tradition of wearing black for funerals comes from the roman empire times when the romans would wear dark coloured togas as a symbol of mourning.
In Egypt the colour yellow(or gold) is associated with the sun and being imperishable and eternal. That’s why the Sarcophagus of the kings were coated in gold .
Very interesting to research the culture all over the word when it comes to death. All of them pay respects to the dead though, some celebrate, some mourn, it’s up to the individual really.

To live life to the fullest should be our goal in this world . You have enough money? Travel the world . You haven’t gone home kicked of your shoes and did absolutely nothing for an afternoon ? Why the hell not ? Go do it. The aim of life isn’t to squander your energy into work and pretending to be friends with people you hate or buying the latest car . The aim of life is to enjoy it and help give back to earth and others. If you have too much of something learn to share. Don’t take things or people for granted. Whether it be your health, your ability to read or walk or even a fully stocked pantry. Appreciate it all. Life very short, and it doesn’t come with a timer , you never know when your time will be up. Better make it a good journey. Something for people to remember forever. When you’re gone, people will miss you and the kind things you did. You don’t want them to talk about how much money you made, or what the latest phone you bought was, Please, give them unique memories. Make your soul irreplaceable . Because you are. Every single person out there. You know you’ve lived a good life by how much you’ve impacted others lives. In the best way possible. Remember to be missed.

There are so many things left unsaid on this topic but I’ll leave that for another week.
Enjoy your week ahead everyone. Go cross at least one thing off your bucket list this week.
Quote for the week““Mom, why do the best people die?” “When you’re in a garden, which flowers do you pick?” “The most beautiful ones.” ~UNKNOWN
Song of the week : Revolution By The Scores. Seriously check these guys out. To be honest I enjoy every song they have released. Do yourself a favour and listen to their music.
Movie of the week : I Don’t have wi-fi sorry… haha next week I’ll recommend two movies. Promise.
Actually ….go watch the movie Three Idiots. It’s an indian movie(there are subtitles don’t worry), theres also a spanish remake of it .But it’s a really funny touching story. You will enjoy it, guaranteed.

Signing off
(A Very Wi-fi Deprived Soul)
(With Social Issues)