Sunday, 22 August 2021

Be Happy

BE HAPPY


Looking at my friend's countenance, sadness and forlornness were spelt at every corner. His problem was that of love and affection.


The girl had always taken him for granted. 

He turned and a


sked me, "Austin, what can I do to make her love me back?"


I was stunned by the question, and I enquired his efforts to gain her love. He listed litany of things he has done, yet she wouldn't pick his calls and when she did, she would answer with cold voice and a tone filled with indifference. My friend was in love.


She wouldn't reply his text messages and would always give the excuse that she was always busy, but never busy to collect airtime, never busy to take free food.


When my friend had asked me the question and listed his efforts, I held his shoulder and said to him:


"My dear, in this life, two things exist; First, those who can love you, second, those who can't. 

No matter all we try in this life, someone who can't love you will never love you".


"What do you want me to do?" he asked.


"The simplest solution is to go your way andaccept the fact that she isn'tmeant for you. She was supposed to be a source of happiness to you, but you only encounter the contrary. 


If you force yourself into this relationship it will end up becoming a toxic one. 

The thought of her now brings you sorrow because of her negligence towards you. 


Life is too short to be filled with people and objects that will make you unhappy. No one is worthy to deny you your happiness. 


If you have feelings for her, then begin now to suppress it. Begin now to transfer it to another person who can love you better. 


Often times we value those who do not value us. The earlier we learn to value those who value us, the happier we become in life."


My friend seemed to have gotten my message so he asked me how he could do that and I answered:


"First of all begin to remove things that remind you of her. Delete her number, its necessary. Delete her pictures and if you wouldn't mind, unfriend her from Facebook. Free your mind from her, it won't be long till you get yourself free."

My friend was so happy. But my greatest happiness was that it was helpful.

        

Don't allow anyone to make you sad or unhappy. You worth your happiness. No one should make you uncomfortable. Life is short to fill a better part of it with sadness. Always be happy.

                 #austing_cares


Monday, 10 September 2018

MY NAME IS ELIZABETH SEASON 03

My name is Elizabeth… Season 03…
I rushed back to Autin’s office and batched in like I did the previous time. When he saw he stood up wondering why the sudden outburst. I was filled with rage and disappointed.
“Did you have to tell her?” I asked.
“Tell who? What are you talking about?” he asked back.
“I asked you what you wanted, I would be pleased to have done whatever you demanded, but giving me out this way doesn’t make you an honourable man.” I ranted.
He tried as much as possible to maintain his calmness. “Lizzy, why not you sit down and let me understand what you are talking about. I mean, I’m lost here and ranting at me all day for something I don’t understand won’t and can’t help matters here.”
When he said this I became confused. I strolled about his office with my hand on my head, I was devastated.
“Lizzy,” he called again. “Please sit down,”

MY NAME IS ELIZABETH SEASON 03

MY NAME IS ELIZABETH …. Season o2
                I could remember one deal I had gotten with Arums Company limited. Their boss had wanted to get a contract with a foreign investor but they needed an alliance with an already known company, so he had to come to us for the deal. Unfortunately, our CEO refused his offer based on the terms and conditions he gave out which Kingsley, the MD of Arums Company didn’t find favourable. Everything is money, and everything is business. Our company had wanted him to sign that if we sign his paper, he would offer us 5% of the proceedings of their contract with the foreign investor, but what Kingsley wanted was just to buy our signature, that’s all. That day, I could remember seeing his text, he invited me for dinner. He told me how desperately he needed our company’s signature, and offered me a deal. I should get it for him and then I would get the sum of 20 million. He wanted to buy if from us at 70 million, but our company wanted 5% of all the proceedings regularly. When I heard the amount, it was alluring. He told me that he would transfer it straight away if agreed. At first, I refused and left the place. But as days passed by, certain things cropped up. My younger brother was caught up in Thailand for drug, and they were going to kill him. Someone offered to break him out at the sum of 10 million which I didn’t have. Coupled with the fact that my mother started developing cancerous cells which according to the doctor

MY NAME IS ELIZABETH SEASON 01

MY NAME IS ELIZABETH …..SEASON ONE…..
My name is Elizabeth. I know I’m beautiful and, and really brilliant. I’m prestigious and I have won the admiration of many in my company. My proposals have always worked out effectively for my company, and I have been considered as one of the major success stories for our company. Many rich guys, I really mean wealthy guys have signed up many contracts for our company for my sake in a bid to get me to their bed, yet I have succeeded in disappointing them all. I couldn’t imagine that in my sixth year in the company, I have never slept with any of them in the name of getting contracts, safe for the two I dated. Anyway, not for their money. I get enough pay from my company. They provided me with a car and a luxuriously furnished apartment. Guys say I’m arrogant, I don’t give in easily. Many said my smile was bewitching, and anyone would go any extent just to have it. I believe it was a feat nature bestowed to me. I was the youngest to have received such privilege from the company. Mrs Catherine, our Directress would path me on the shoulder and say ‘my dear, the sky is your starting point’. The nature of the admiration I receive for my successes started making me obsessed. I then had only one goal – to be promoted to the board of directors. No one in my age was there, but if I could do that, then I think I’m at the zenith of my destiny.

Saturday, 14 July 2018

Saint of the day, St Camillus of Lellis, priest. 14 July.

SAINT CAMILLUS OF LELLIS, Priest.

Born in Chietti in Abruzzi in the year 1550. At first he was a soldier and then, after his conversion to a more religious life, he dedicated himself to the care of the sick. He completed his studies and became a priest, then he founded a religious congregation which set up hospitals to look after the sick. He died in Rome in the year 1614.

Friday, 13 July 2018

Saint of the day, St Henry, Emperor.

ST HENRY, EMPEROR.
(May 6, 972 – July 13, 1024)



Born in Bavaria in the year 973. He succeeded his father as Duke of Bavaria and later was elected Holy Roman Emperor. He was outstanding for his reforms in the church and for his encouragement of missionary activity; he set up many dioceses and founded monasteries. He died in the year 1024 and was canonized by Eugene III in the year 1146. 

Thursday, 12 July 2018

Saint of the day. St John Gaulbert, abbot. July 12

ST JOHN GAULBERT, ABBOT

Facts

Feast day: July 12


Patron of forest workers; foresters; park rangers; parks

Death: 1073

Wednesday, 11 July 2018

Saint of the day: St Benedict, abbot. 11 July

Saint Benedict, Abbot


Born in Norcia in Umbria about the year 480. After studying at Rome, he led a life of solitude in Subiaco and gathered disciples around him, and then went on to Monte Casino. Here he founded a well-known monastery and wrote his Rule, as a result of which he has been called the father of monasticism in the West. He died on 21 March 547, but from the end of the 18th c he has been venerated on 11 July in many places

Tuesday, 10 July 2018

Saint of the day : Saint Veronica Guiliani





Saint Veronica Giuliani

Saint of the Day for July 10

(December 27, 1660 – July 9, 1727)

Image: Statue of Saint Veronica Giuliani | Mercatello sul Metauro, Marches, Italie | photo by Adri08

Saint Veronica Giuliani’s Story

Veronica’s desire to be like Christ crucified was answered with the stigmata.
Veronica was born in Mercatelli, Italy. It is said that when her mother Benedetta was dying she called her five daughters to her bedside and entrusted each of them to one of the five wounds of Jesus. Veronica was entrusted to the wound below Christ’s heart.

Saturday, 7 July 2018

The spark amidst many

He was my friend, he was made the class prefect. I made noise like I wanted because my friend was in charge and I'm covered. He would warn me to stop making noise but that wasn't for me because he was my friend and wouldn't joke with our friendship. At least let me enjoy the freedom some others have been enjoying when their friends were made class prefect.

Friday, 6 July 2018

A priest disguises himself as a beggar and and stands before his adoration ministry

This is so touching and points to our society today


A priest of Nnewi diocese by name Fr Thaddeus Ilechukwu from Ihiala, the Spiritual Director of Jesus and Mary Adoration ministry of the Holy Spirit disguised himself as a beggar begging beside his adoration ministry. He could barely receive help even from those who sought for God's favour. This shows how Christ would visit his people. We are encouraged to be charitable so as to receive from God.
    As you watch this, kindly share with others and spread the gospel of Christ among his people.

My secondary school days... season 09...season finale

....season 09.....season finale
Our journey was quite simple. I thought we would stay long in the air but it was as if we moved from Old Road to Main Market. When we alighted someone approached us, she was wearing a black skirt and a T-shirt which was inscribed ORGANIZERS FEDERAL COMPETITION AWARD at the back, and the T-shirt carried the competition logo at the front besides the shoulder area. It was written in such a way that the center space at the back of the T-shirt contained all of them. She was wearing a deep smile. I just looked around the large Nnamdi Azikiwe Airport that I had been hearing all the while, but only from current affairs news.

Thursday, 5 July 2018

My secondary school days... season 08..

..season 08.......

"What's wrong with both of you Austin?" Uncle Mike was asking Austin inside his room. He had summoned him after our lesson. I knew that it got something to do with the way Austin put up appearances to our lessons then. Uncle Mike was a sensitive man and a great observer. He knew when things were no more usual. Uncle Mike had noticed my mood after the lesson one day, he wanted to know why I was no more in speaking terms with Austin or rather why Austin was no longer in speaking terms with me.

Wednesday, 4 July 2018

My Secondary school days... season 07

......my story season 07........

Much emphasis were now laid on the competition, yet my concern for the first position still bordered me. That time, I wasn't much interested in the post of the senior prefect as was before, because I knew that there was another competent student, and the authority I wanted to express with that office was already coated strongly by someone and doubled by my classmates. I then came to understand that when the nakedness of one's selfishness is clothed, then the eyes of love are opened. The eyes of love see in a different way, quite different and most times unreasonable. It was something amazing to hear one's name on the radio and then on the television. Those days were wonderful, when I came back and my mum told me
"Nne, you and your friend were wonderful on the television. You made my heart throb so fast"

My secondary school days.... season 06..

Season 06.....
It was scheduled that we leave for Awka at most by 8am for the competition at 10 am. The situation the previous day was devastating. Austin called and called but I didn't pick and he sent me a text I'M WITH YOU CYNTHIA. I was surprised how he knew my English name. Cynthia is my name but I rarely answered it in public. At school I answer Obadike Amara C. That name was a special nomenclature for one person, I was still mourning him, my father. When I saw his text a greater part of me felt cool and cozy. I wished he was near me.

From the altar

I was distracted when I saw her first during that morning mass. I couldn't concentrate because the beauty was ravishing. Of course I...