Friends!

Where I come from, the word Friend takes on many dimensions. Someone you meet on the street will call you friend, your neighbour will call you friend,your colleague or workmate is friend so is the sales lady or gentleman in the store down the street. We are one bunch of friendly people. Do not think I am trying to explain all this to you for nothing, I need you to know that in the midst of all this mambo jambo (like to mean mess) I have friends too, I mean like the dictionary definition of friends, if you get my drift.

 I like taking a stroll from my work place before finally heading home. I have gotten accustomed to this ritual and I look forward to it quite abit. Its a time to reflect on the day's events and think about the future. I also choose routes that I am less likely to bump into an old friend (school mate) or a former colleague. Yesterday wasn't my lucky day though.

About half way through my stroll I meet this "friend" naturally I was happy to see them and after exchanging pleasantries I ask about how he is keeping up and how his business is coming up. Ok, I had forgotten that this former colleague of mine is talented in talking. He talked on and on about how I could actually join the business(I did not inquire about that bit). Knowing what the business is all about, I politely told him that it wasnot possible for me as I had my hands quite full having to work and study. No, he couldn't take it,"its actually not that complicated" he retorted, "and you could also earn more money and this and the other". All I kept responding is that It wouldn't work for me. I wish there was a better or more emphatic way to put it maybe I wouldn't have gotten to the point of feeling suffocated. It was after I practically started talking steps away from my friend that they actually realised that coersion doesn't work for melancholics like myself. Honestly, he is like the nth person that has tried to sell that business idea to me. Well, atleast that made him realise that this was leading no where as we parted almost immediately. After this it felt like I had ran a marathon in my brain. Listening to stuff you are not interested in can be a strain, how I wish talkative friends could learn to be a little sensitive!  I have to go now on my daily ritual, pray I don't encounter one of those "friends"

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different "states"

Its amazing how self esteem is such a problem for many people whatever their social status in life. I used to think it was something only teenagers struggled with. 

I must confess I had my fair share of feeling inadequate as well. As a teenager and growing up I always struggled with my appearance. Was I of the right complexion, Was I tall enough, slender enough(never mind that I never weighed over 50kg incidentally I still weigh the same). I do have a habit of identifying a problem and trying to come up with a solution as well. Most times this will all happen in my mind and even if you hanged around me I would never let you into my small world.

Well, thanks to the Chemistry lesson, This was my solution to feeling bad about myself. During one of the chemistry lessons, we learnt that elements can exist in different states. Take for example Iron(whose symbol is Fe). We can have Fe II (Iron two) this is green in color. Iron could also exist as FeIII(Iron three) which is dirty brown in color. Rust is Iron three. 

I know the chemistry teacher had their ideas but this lesson taught me one profound lesson for life, I just have to identify which "state" i am most stabble in. Is it Iron two or three. That doesn't change who I am, It just presents a better form of me.

So whether you are an extovert or an introvert you just have to find your niche and feel comfortable with YOU other than trying to be some thing you aren't.
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