Waakiye

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  • In your ethics or not..?

    In your ethics or not..?

    What skills or lessons have you learned recently?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    Life is said to be lessons strung together if you ask me to be honest, each day I learn something new, a new perspective to look at things and observing people gives me insight into the behaviour which in turn helps me to write better…

    A lesson that I’ve learnt recently would be,

    “If it’s not in your ethics you can’t change it until something of the same degree is endured by you sparking the said change…”

    The ethics that you once fixed for yourself long before you even knew what they were, shaped your entire life that you live ahead…

    For example, if you think that you can change a functioning adult just by talking to him about their drinking habit or someone’s addiction to smoking which they have done for many years now;

    Something like that won’t be easily shaken just by talking about it or just letting them be, it often develops into something serious before we can even consider it as an addiction ourselves;

    Maybe it’s just drinking now later it would be hard drugs and later to fuel the craving of it selling all of the things that one sees around them and once the possessions are sold the person becomes even more dependent on it making them do bad things and ill deeds to fuel it yet again…

    Hence it has to be in your ethics to know when to stop and what not to do even a single time, guided by ethics they will push you to not do certain things that help you in the long run…

    Of course, an addict won’t know anything about ethics but once in it everything seems out of reach, but the proper ethics would push you not to continue a path that would take you down in such a way;

    A seed of ethics is important to protect yourself from things that might diminish your life…

    I hope this is a turning point in someone’s life, a tad bit of long read…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye🤍

  • An immersive experience…

    An immersive experience…

    Tell us one thing you hope people say about you.

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    Today’s prompt is a long reach not just for me but for any person who writes because we carry a lot of hope with each word we pen down…

    With every word we choose, we craft our world, bringing it to your eyes and ears. A Writer’s heartfelt hope is that what we write is so immersive that you can truly step into the shoes of the person we are trying to portray;

    And,

    When this sort of experience is achieved and the reader lets us know that “It felt like we swapped places with the person in the writing and were able to feel the pain and happiness as their own..”

    There’s nothing better for me to hear than this, that a piece of text was immersive enough that it made them(the reader) believe that what they read was real(even if it was fictional..)

    Do you feel that there is anything better than people telling you that it felt like they were in the shoes of the person you wrote about…?

    Not me…!

    Well it depends on person to person what they feel makes them a better writer;

    It’s a Sunday and I hope today brings you some peace and happiness, and you open your eyes to your loved ones and embrace them first thing in the morning…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • My first day at school and at work…

    My first day at school and at work…

    Tell us about your first day at something — school, work, as a parent, etc.

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    Well I’m not a parent right now and don’t plan on being one anytime soon, but if time and life exists I’d love to have at least one child…!

    Well I can share with you two instances,

    One being the very first day I started school. I remember it was a Monday and my mother and father drove me to my school where I saw children crying as it was the orientation day and as parents separated from their children they walked back to the school gate with tears streaming down their cheeks, screaming “mumma/papa” whoever they were close with,

    But me,

    I was completely silent and wished them goodbye too, as I sat on my seat in an empty classroom because many skipped the first day as the children began crying as they came near the school gate;

    All in it was a good day, we had fun, learnt new things and that was it for the day, around 12 it was our time to go back home, and I remember tears in my Mother’s eyes as she came to take me back to home and i was happy to see her as we went back home…

    Another instance is first day at work…;

    It was the middle of August and my father told me to swing by work, to drop off something that they forgot home, and as I arrived at the workplace I greeted him and gave him a file that he forgot, and as I was about to leave he asked me about work..?

    And I wanted to know what he meant,

    He said Point blank that he wanted me to continue our family business and also study as I got time to which I told him that either it will be work or studies because industrial work requires a strong backbone and working long tireless hours which in fact affect the other 16 hours of your life making you extremely tired and stressed about the next day…

    And as I started work I fought a lot with him with myself too, because all of the studies I perused came to a halt and all of my relationships built came to a standstill, because I hadn’t earned anything yet and I was given an ultimatum that they won’t be spending any more money on my studies and I have to work there…

    And after learning that a piece of my feelings began to die for my father each day,

    But this day that my father is no longer among us I believe that it was the best thing to happen because we bonded over things that made us similar and I got to spend more time with him during his final years with them…

    A win-win for the both of us…

    Didn’t want to take it to such a negative point but life happens…

    Well happy weekend to those who have the days off and enjoy your life to the fullest, hug your kids and tell them you love them…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • To experiences that shape us…

    To experiences that shape us…

    Have you ever performed on stage or given a speech?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    Yes, I’ve had a few opportunities to present myself on stage with and without a group;

    I presented a speech all alone twice and I had all of the fear before it, legs feeling like jelly, those eyes staring at me like I owe them something, but once in my zone I performed what I had to it was a speech about a religious leader the topic that I picked way back…

    Another one was a rather small group that worked in an informal setting a few strangers and a piece of information that we shared and debated it to come to a standard conclusion,;

    A mere two person discussion turned into a few people taking their side and my side, it was a topic that has such a deep belief that we all had views on it “God’s existence and his overlooking those who were unfortunate…”

    And after the heat of discussion subsided we all had tea and called it a night as we walked away a bit better person, by learning someone’s side and some facts that even changed our beliefs…

    There were instances that we had musical performances during schooling too, which were often in groups because they shifted the focus and stress from a single child to the group, which was fun and enjoyable even for the audience because they were a part of us too as they enjoyed it as much as us…

    A few instances but they shaped a version that can be traced deviated from a standard path to what it is now expanding forever…

    To experiences like these that shape us for the better;

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • The stress associated after work…

    The stress associated after work…

    What part of your routine do you always try to skip if you can?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    The part of routine that I can avoid or skip would be the stress associated with work that constantly looms over my head…

    The constant pressure of preparing, of being active and on my toes has broken the foundation that I stand on;

    Some days it feels like a break from it would be better,

    But returning to it feels like a trap that I exited for a little while,

    after seeing clear open skies I have to walk into the cage to be trapped yet again and work within these tubes that trap my existence within them for 10 hours daily…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Some laughters and life lessons worth hearing…

    Some laughters and life lessons worth hearing…

    What podcasts are you listening to?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    Well there aren’t many podcasts that I’m in these days but there are a few that bless my ears…

    One of the podcasts that I used to listen to was “Violating community guidelines” by Sarah Schauer and Brittany Broski;

    I know weird names but they complimented each other and the funny instances on their podcasts were so hilarious that I often laughed out while working making people think that I’ve gone crazy 🤪..

    48 episodes discussing the trends on the social media and what went on during the year 2022 and the end of it,

    Started in January of ‘22 ending in December of the same year, Ive found myself to go back to it year after year and boost my mood and give me laugh whenever life pins me down…

    These days I’m invested in a podcast called Alan watts daily wisdom and yes they’re sharing the timeless teachings of the philosopher Alan watts through ai in his voice to all the world to listen and view too…

    Started a month ago and 24 videos in gathering a whopping 108k followers as we speak (on yt) I’ve found it very helpful and informative by giving me insight to live this life better in ways that are often overlooked…

    Hope you will find these worth your while…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • A lesson that still stays with me.

    A lesson that still stays with me.

    What was your favorite subject in school?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    Those times were the ultimate, we could play and be ourselves(our real self) without bothering anyone and do things that we liked instead of what we are right now,

    how we act today to get what we want…

    Leaving it at that,

    My favourite subject was history, in specific ancient Indian history, which I found very interesting due to a dedicated teacher and her clear vision to impart everything that she learnt during her life to her students…

    The lessons were long according to some students (45 minutes) but I couldn’t get enough of them ever, also there were people who hated it from their very core;

    But there were others who loved it too and along with them we formed a group who were very much in love with it and wanted to learn as much as possible within a short period of time…

    We went on walks, explored locations and visited historic sites along with our teacher and learnt all the facts firsthand…

    Many years have passed and most of us still remember the lessons that she used to teach us and often we remember how much condensed information she fed to us within a span of two years…

    The best years of our lives…

    Hope you find a teacher/sir in life that sparks such interest and curiosity in you that has ripple effect all over your life…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Life saving advices to cut screen time…

    Life saving advices to cut screen time…

    How do you manage screen time for yourself?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    I’m pretty sure most of the world is suffering with this disease of a very long screen time, hooked on Instagram reels, YouTube shorts and videos, clips on TikTok and many more…

    Time seem to pass by so quickly when we are hooked on them that it feels unreal;

    You started watching them at 10 at night and suddenly it’s 1:30 before you can see the time on the phone which was there all the time…

    There are a lot of things that I use to achieve my goal of reducing screen time a few of them are->

    • Having a separate phone for doing writing without any distractions so that I can focus when otherwise I would find a way to stop writing and doom-scroll Instagram..
    • Tracking screen time on both my phones just to keep in touch with how much I used a single app and how much I need to cut back…
    • Presetting a timer on each app which I use a lot for example I set a timer for an hour on Instagram which is a lot less from 4-5 hours which used to happen without knowing…
    • Trying to avoid using phones for the first few hours I usually wake up and pen my ideas or any dreams that I had, which makes all of it interesting as it boosts my writing skills and also imaginative skills which help me remember what happened in my dream world…
    • And at last, I keep my phones a bit away from me like for charging away from me when I have free time so I’d have to walk to it to get it as I’m on my bed, which cuts the interest in getting up and grabbing it a bit more…

    The last one is a big mind thing I know…😭😂

    And I hope these works for someone in need…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • A perspective from all ages

    A perspective from all ages

    Do you need time?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    The prompt today is such a great one that it has many layers to it the deeper you look at it…

    Asking this to a child the answer would be a big yes and they get to play more and be themselves more…

    Asking this to a teenager who is surrounded by studies and stresses they’d say yes too, A student would say they’d get more time to sleep and work on things they like,

    Whereas those under mountain of pressure would surely reject it…

    A working individual would say they’d love to have time but for themselves too,

    If it were a part of work they better be paid for it equally;

    A retired individual would say yes too, they’d get the maximum out of their lives if they’re going out to visits places that they haven’t, making it a once in a lifetime thing…

    But,

    A person who is struggling with a disease they’d definitely say no, not to have any second more of the pain and constant stresses that come with it…

    A person with a disability like depression and schizophrenia or anything that makes them agitated and lash out on themselves or those around them, they’d definitely say no to that too…

    A person who has lost all interest in life and living paycheque to paycheque surviving each and every month would definitely want time that goes to bringing themselves up unfortunately that’s not the sort of world we live in and often over exploitation is a thing and haunts us all…

    A person who is on their deathbed waiting for its sweet embrace they want more and more time away from it, but on the contrary a person fighting with it all the time wants none of it…

    For me I do need time,

    To complete all these pieces that I’m writing and working on but most of the time is eaten up by work and things that demand my attention at home, leaving me with next to none…

    And I know if I get more of it, a big chunk of it will go to my family and work instead of me or my growth; but that’s how life goes for me and I hope better for you…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Reliving My First Crush Experience

    Reliving My First Crush Experience

    Daily writing prompt
    Write about your first crush.
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    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    Let me take you on a journey to my schooling years and my first crush…

    A hot summer day,
    A new admission she was,
    A little while later,
    She entered our class,

    She didn't just enter in the class,
    it was my heart that she came into...

    A hot summer day it was...

    Fixed seating for girls it was,
    As she sat in the middle row,
    right next to mine,
    greeting everyone around,
    and asking their names,
    all of them replied with theirs,
    as she turned around facing me..

    It was magical,
    she shined,
    her face glistening,
    with little specks of sweat,
    above her lips,
    and her cheeks,
    which she cleaned with a handkerchief regularly...

    Those eyes,
    it felt like I took a fall while sitting in that seat,
    her eyes,
    bowl of honey,
    and in sunlight they turned amber...

    A hot summer day it was...

    As I spoke my name,
    and she repeated it,
    within a fraction of a second,
    something that I carried for my entire life,
    My name,
    which wasn't appealing,
    sounded mesmerizing from her mouth...

    As the Roll call began,
    On answering mine,
    I just waited,
    looking at her,
    shyly,
    not to disturb her,
    or creep her out,
    But,
    to make her feel at ease....

    A hot summer day it was...

    As the lectures began,
    and she keenly listened to all that was being said,
    penning down occasionally,
    what she thought was important,
    into her notebook,
    on seeing from afar,
    she wrote in cursive,
    and that too fast,
    Impressed beyond the skill,
    I began,
    penning down that the teacher said,
    but,
    my mind went blank until I looked at her,
    how she wrote,
    so beautifully she wrote...

    A hot,
    hot summer day it was...

    After a few periods passed,
    and it was the time for lunch break,
    all of the friends that I had,
    came to my desk as we opened up the tiffin,
    that we brought,
    staring at the group she asked her bench mate,
    "What happened...?"

    And she just told her to get up,
    And move to that seat,
    as everyone opened their lunches,
    our usual routine,
    a face popped within the crowd,
    it was "H",
    Her bench mate and a good friend of mine,
    she asked me what did I bring for lunch today...?

    Before she could say anything,
    she pushed in and took a bite out of my lunch,
    She told me it was delicious,
    As she slyly picked up my lunch and took it without anyone noticing but me,
    she took a spoonful and shoved it in her mouth,
    telling her,
    how does it taste...?
    Tell me isn't Waakiye's mom the best cook in the world isn't it...?

    As she chewed it slowly,
    savoring each bite,
    as the flavors mixed in her mouth and gulped it down,
    her eyes sparked,
    it was a common dish that was prepared in every household,
    but,
    there was something different about this one,
    as she took another bite,
    and then gave it back to me,
    as I raised my hand to take it from her,

    Our hands touched briefly,
    enough to as she was handing me the box,
    a soft and delicate touch,
    as she pulled me closer and told me,
    they are absolutely delicious...

    A hot,
    hot summer day it was...

    As she opened her lunchbox,
    it was just plain jam sandwiches,
    as she began eating them in peace while sitting in her seat,
    I got up and walked towards her,
    Man,
    I never get sandwiches when I ask my mom,
    Can I get a bite,
    as she handed me a diamond shape that was precut,
    before making the sandwiches,
    as I took a bite and told her,
    it was amazing,
    as she looked up in hope,
    Thinking,
    how can something this simple be,
    delicious...?
    As she looked at my face,
    as I enjoyed each and every bite of it...!

    You can have lunch with us,
    we all share and have what we like from other's tiffin,
    as she got up and thanked me,
    as I made space for her,
    and she began eating with us,
    from that day on...

    A hot,
    hot summer day it was,
    And I found someone,
    who looked like an Angel in a human form...

    As she sat in her seat,
    And thanked me for the lunch and the invitation into the group...

    OH,
    on seventh heaven I was,
    As I spent the whole day,
    adoring her,
    watching her quirks,
    as she smiled when our eyes locked...

    A hot,
    hot summer day it was,
    all the while I felt a winter breeze as she looked at me,
    The best,
    one of the best days it was...

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍