DO NOT LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT

Do not look at me like that
I do not like it when you look at me like that
I hate that condesencing look you give me
Like you know where I am headed
or where I am coming from.
Do not look at me like that
Like you are better than me
Like you are sure you will make heaven
and I destined for hell.
Why not let the creator be the judge of me.
Last I checked or know, He did not appoint you
his scribe nor secretary.
Do not look at me like that
I hate it when you look at me like that.

(this is me trying to write a poem)
♥ Lara

Sweet...Sad Weekend

On Saturday, Finally met HappyBBB at her birthday party at the beach. She is such a lovely girl and a very good host. Did not get to take a picture with her, which is sad.

Laura, I and Sandra(My friends who went with me)

Yesterday, while ironing my aunt's clothes for the party she wanted to drag me to, the sad news came,Tunji's father died in the morning. Tunji is a friend of the family and he is a fiance to a cousin. The man had been in the hospital for about 2weeks and was discharged on Friday. The doctors had conducted a test on his discharge and told the family to come back for his result. On Saturday, the hospital called that his son should bring back to the hospital immediately that the man's blood level is very low and is in a delicate situation. The family refused to return him to the hospital saying they should not have discharged him, if they were not sure of his condition. They instead took him to the Lagoon hospital, which insisted on a N1million deposit before commencing treatment at all. After money was paid and treatment commenced, but as Allah will have it, the man passed away yesterday. Burial is today, because the other children wanted to come see their father for the last time. May Allah forgive his sins and grant him eternal peace and Aljannah.

The picture below is a bump on the head of a 5year old boy.

No he wasn't born like that, neither does he have a tumor or something growing inside his head. His class teacher did this to him and her excuse was that he is too stubborn. This picture was taken 12hours after the incident...blood was seriously gushing out and there was an opening at the top. The teacher said she hit him with a cane, but am sure she is lying. A cane would not do this, a plank or something else would cause this.

Like some people said on facebook, the woman most definately does not have a child or have never loved a child. Only a heartless and wicked soul will hit a child on the head and cause injury to the child. What if the child had concussion or something serious happens to him and they would not know in years. This is a criminal offence, I thought Gov. Fashola has a new rule which says, teachers will be jailed for caning a child and this is even worse than caning, she has cause an injury to the child.This teacher deserves to be in jail. The kids family were busy listening to story and the principal who was arguing she was not aware was giving them a dumb excuse of they would look into the matter. if the kid was related to me, she will so be smelling her ass in jail, where the so called devil which took over her will desert her.

♥ Lara

THE PROPHECY OF DOOM

Evelyn and my cousin Bimpe met at the Federal Polytechnic Ede, Osun state and they have been friends ever since. A friend of Bimpe is automatically a friend of the family as she always brings them home to introduce to the family.


Some years back I remember, Bimpe showing me the Aso-ebi selected for Evelyn’s wedding and Bimpe travelling to Abuja to attend the wedding. The wedding was meant to be the talk of the town as her boss and members of the National Assembly where she works were meant to grace the event; the groom’s family is also well known in Abuja.

Expecting her to be married, I asked my aunt who stayed over at Evelyn’s house during her one week trip to Abuja, how Evelyn and her husband were doing and if they now have a child. I was dumbfounded, when told that Evelyn is still single and that the wedding was called off two weeks to the set date.

According to my aunt, the Groom’s father had consulted a pastor or imam (not sure which, who had predicted that the union between the two is catastrophic as they are not destined to spend their lives together in matrimony. Death would come knocking if they fail to heed to “the word of God” subsequently the wedding was called off. The Groom’s father would rather have disappointed people than death in his family.

Evelyn is not alone in this world; a lot of altar bound relationships have been ruined by the prophecy of doom. It is pathetic that most people still rely heavily on prophecies before making decisions on their own; they would rather their Imam or pastor pray for them, than open up their God given mouth to seek the Lord.

We need to be physically and spiritually discerning on our own. For me, the joy of spending my life with the man I love and cherish, no matter how long or short it is enough for me and would so not allow any prophet of doom deprive me of a life of joy and harmony.

♥ Lara

Hold on to the Rope of Allah

A Lion's share of Nations, yet birds of a feather,
A braided strand of yarn twists us together.
A Rope which in all our differences we hold so tight,

Our defence, Our saviour, our Purpose in life

"Hold on to the Rope of Allah

and do not be divided",

The direction our Ahirah has yet to be decided.

With the plan of Shaytan to cause division,
We cry but our tears only clear our vision.
The glorious Qur'an is the Rope of Allah,
A provision we must always use, not just in Salah.
The Rope of Allah is a fraction of His Mercy,
That He lowers to us though we are not worthy.
So hang on to it for life and you will be what you yearn to be,
Hold tightly to His Rope and see the beauty of eternity.

-by Rafia Parvez