WORDS OF SIR WINSTON CHURCHILL

A lie gets half way around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on.

Joy spewed out of my sorrows

Ain't you happy to see a busy boom of happiness kissing every inch of my handsome face? It takes a gritty heart to weather through the storms of disappointment. What did I do wrong in the first place? When you are in love, you see no pit holes, even if your partner is a numskull.

Some years back, I thought this could be it. Obviously, the dangling wedding bells seemed like my bye-bye to bachelorhood swan song. A miss is as good as a mile, it ended up in a crashing tale of heartbreak. Yes, I was dumped before my very own eyes. What excuse did she give? "You are too good for me" she said. Presumably, being good became one's crime. I sowed love and reaped thorns. I died a dozen times, she ripped off my heart and threw it inside a burning furnace.

Every Cloud has a silver lining, finally this nice dude has become a woman's proud husband. After two rejections, I have become the love of someone's life. Joy has spewed out of my sorrows at last.


From: Bulututu Ozuah.

Words of Bulututu Ozuah

No hand is too short to pull up the mantle of success but not all hands are privileged to have a feel of it.

The wicked smile of contrition

She gladly opened the doors of her fragile ancient heart to civilization, it seemed like a gold cast wise maneuver of a powerful Queen. Shrieking with laughter, civilization swiftly went for the kill, looting and shooting down her generational widths of knowledge. What a tragedy, the lioness turned into a caged cat without crawls, her knife edged teeth became comatosed with fear.

Having her lungs befuddled by liquor of shame, how can she get back her stolen mantle? Can she uncover the crack on the Achilles heels of civilization?  Though still riding on the wings of lost glory, her beauty has not been stained by the filthy hands of colonialism, she is still as charming as moonlight dancing stars.

Certainly, one day she shall become great again, her fertile land would be even more endowed with the richest forms of natural and human resources abound on earth. A time would come when her blood thirsty eyes shall transform into pretty blue eye sockets of friendship and love.

FROM: BULUTUTU OZUAH

Fandango vs Facts: Would Trump pull through?

What's my take on this year's American presidential election? Honestly am a bit stunned by some of the utterances of Donald Trump. I hold him in high esteem, every thing about him beats my heart with happy curiosity. Donald Trump is no doubt a great man but I think that he has to get rid of the demons on his tongue before he can sit on the majestic throne of "Mr President".


Would he make a good president? The name Donald Trump has always been synonymous with success. Although, politics is a different ball game, his prosaic stance on some sensitive issues could crop up to be his worse undoing. Would changing into a latitudinarian give him the sacred mantle to become the President of the United states of America? I candidly don't think so.  Well, I still believe that Donald Trump has the needed raw potentials to be a strong leader.


The world awaits the new captain of the ship called America. It could be either Donald Trump or Hillary Clinton. God bless America.



FROM: BULUTUTU OZUAH

YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL

You are so beautiful, your angelic smiles has filled up my sadness ravaged face with joy. Each time i look into your eyes, the rushing winds of happiness envelopes every naked space in my heart.


 Before you came into my life, i was like a badly battered truck. You brought back sunshine to my life and killed my slough of despair. You painted my lips with kisses of success, it`s no longer news that i have become the handsome bridegroom of the East. All thanks to you.


The sweet embrace of your hands healed my wounds, my star now sits on the peck of the tallest mountain of achievers. My sweetie, you have turned me from a walking shadow of agonies into a darling charming Prince. I love you with an eternal love.



From: Bulututu Ozuah.

And it rained, the eyes of the skies turned blue with love

 As a deer pants for water, so does your heart cry out for an adequate dose of unfading love. Everybody wants to bath on a cool pool of beautiful affection spiced up with happiness. Unfortunately, so many relationships has been thrown down the cliff into smithereens.


Ideally, it takes two to tangle. There is absolutely no way you can have a Cindella love story if you do not have the bold heart to forgive and tolerate. There are no perfect relationships, yet we can create our own perfect love stories. Being a supercilious partner would only nail the coffin of your marriage, nothing good would ever come out of it.


Remember when it first rained in your heart, the skies in your soul turned blue with love. You were so blind that you could not see the ugly flaws of your lover. You thought without a pinch of doubts in your mind that what you felt in your heart was perhaps the most beautiful feeling ever. You swore eternal love to that imperfect mortal being. After just some few misunderstandings, you then became a doubting Thomas.


Do the best you can to make your relationships work. Rome was not built in a day, it takes an unimaginable amount of hard work to build a hulking height of success in your relationships. Cast aside your curmudgeon spirit because it would do you more harm than good.


Lastly, never allow these words "I am sorry" to become extinct on your lips. In the dictionary of love, the word "Sorry" is a healing balm. Love unconditionally, that is obviously the golden rule.



From: Bulututu Ozuah