Bookee's Thots

I get to do this almost everyday. I really enjoy doing it because it makes me know more about the people I'm doing it with and more about life. What's it? You'd ask. It's chatting...I actually love using Skype ( www.skype.com ) because there I have a lot of new friends - people I've never met before and share opinions with them, other than Yahoo! messenger where 3/4 of my childhood friends are. So, everyday, I log on to Skype to see what's new to talk about. At times, I put up a 'Do not disturb' sign. But people like Phemnahs ; Arinola (when she was still in Nigeria); Femi Ajayi; Ife Anishe; etc wouldn't ever honour the sign. No wahala o. I'm not angry. (LOL). Okk. What's this about Skype? I logged on one beautiful day and the first person that chatted with me was 'B' (name withheld, but his name starts with 'B'). 'B' is a he and I'm very fond of him, though we've not met. He's just natural - really l

God said....When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity. From one bone I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone I shaped you. I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life. The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to

This is an interesting piece and I thought I should share with y’all. I love marriage. Most of us do – and even yearn for it. But it’s beyond romance, looks, or what’s in the pocket. Marriage is for matured minds, not jerks, who wake up one morning, find a beautiful lady on the main road with hot legs and they thought, oh! That’s my wife or a lady who just come across a guy with a nice Camry and working with Zain and she feels, hmmm, this is God sent. Now, isn’t marriage a delicate thing? You’d ask. No. It takes God! It takes direction and wisdom from him. It takes maturity –in person and in God. So that when he starts dumping his shirts on the settee in the sitting room, or when he doesn’t appreciate you cooking or when he compares you with his friend’s wife constantly or when snores or when he shouts at you on a little mistake…You’ll go down on your knees and ask Him who can take hold of his ‘bad attitude’ to do so. You’d forgive no matter what. And when she starts nagging or too dir