Waakiye

Tag: short-stories

  • Men who shaped my life

    Men who shaped my life

    Describe a man who has positively impacted your life.

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    There are a few men in my life who have guided me in a positive direction and given me a way to live this life in a much better way…

    The first one would be my late father, who was one of the pillars in my life he shaped my existence (literally) and taught me how to be a better person by just being present in my life and acting like a good father figure to look up to, even though we had limited time with each other,

    There are some decisions of his that I question myself but those were taken keeping in mind my future and the future of our family-led business…

    But I’m really grateful that whatever time we had together was spent in happiness and neutrality…

    The second one would be my father’s brother, my uncle; he is the one who taught me all the business that our family has to date, and he taught me the basics and the complex things of the business that we now run together;

    He imparted me the sense of respect and how to please a client and negotiate what feels best for us (margin-wise) without having to cut deep into the pockets of any of our potential client a time of five years under his guidance gave me a different perspective at life also the shoes he had to fill when he was a child forced into this business too…

    The last one would be my friends, without them I’m just a wandering soul on this planet, they keep me grounded and also help me achieve what I am capable of there are so many instances that have shaped me that happened just between my friends which gave me a new perspective on life itself;

    They are with me when there was no one, and they shall be with me until the end of me…

    These were the few men who positively impacted my life…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Whisper Collector: A Job for Just One Day

    Whisper Collector: A Job for Just One Day

    Daily writing prompt
    What’s a job you would like to do for just one day?
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    Hey…

    I hope you all are doing well…!

    This question had me bugging as soon as I logged in on the app last night,
    a job that i would do just for a day,
    a single day,
    and never again,
    never ever again…

    I was thinking about being a WHISPER Collector;

    Imagine being a wall,
    a bench in a secluded spot,
    a crack in a wall,
    an old Tyre that has been sitting,
    or even a dark alleyway…

    And from each of them,
    oozing soft whispers,
    that come to your ear,
    in the voice of those people who aren’t there anymore…

    Imagine hearing someone confess their secrets;

    Someone telling how much they love the person who is moving infront of them,
    and within whispers you hear,
    the soft voice of the person moving infront of them,
    telling the alleyway how much they love them and want to be with them forever…

    As you move from the alleyway to the remains of what seems like a playground,
    You start to hear crackle of children,
    their laughter,
    and from them seeps voices of few parents who brought their kids to the playground,
    as I go past the swings,
    and reach a big swirling slide,
    from there i heard,
    crackling of happy children,
    Amongst them a sad voice,

    in a sad voice
    “Have to go, dad has to go to work,
    we’ll be back tomorrow”
    in a crying voice…!

    I wish they did meet tomorrow,
    or escaped to safety safely…

    Tears streaming down my face,
    this has to be something that should be done only once,
    and once only as,
    the screams of those who lost their lives started to come to these ears…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

    With a lantern I was handed,
    told in a voice stern to walk through the night.

    With the secrets to unfold,
    in the shadows to move unheard,
    Each whisper that i heard,
    shall remain in my head forever.

    The regret of lost,
    the silent ones,
    and those who didn’t make it,
    Amongst those whose voice,
    traveled from far a places,
    to reach my ear with a sense of relief,
    in a bittersweet way a soft smile stays,
    on this face saddened with grief…