An interesting post I just read from a friend of mine.......worth sharing I think::: Life out there in the field... Dear friends, I havent written to you as often as I could....once in a while I try to post an article or a pic just to keep up with you my friends but for now thats as far as I can go..my life is now just centred around work, I work like an ant from morning till evening from sunday to sunday. My work let me move a lot, it lets me cross our boarders and see how life is for others beyond mother zambia....one thing am learning from my travels is that there is no place like home... However the saddest part about what seems to be a fantastic job is the loneliness that is associated with my line of work. I have to keep moving, keep going places..what that means is that I have no permanent friends. There is a lot of money to be made in this line of work BUT as you sit alone in an empty house and that feeling of loneliness taunts you or when you wake up at 3 in a guest house in a foreign land, you have money but nobody to spend it with, then you begin to know what really matters in life...being with people that love and care for you and those you love..In short finding true love is the greatest, feeliing on earth.. Its so cold being on the road daily, the feeling of loneliness can lead you to seek comfort and companionship where you are not supposed to. But as that happens, I remember my mom, my family my siblings and all the many people that love me....it is such times that you even miss findeco house in lusaka or even your most annoying friend.... Sometimes I have to drive 700Ks daily and all alone just kept busy by the radio....I think about my mother, and I soldier on and stay awake. Well you only hate the road when you miss home, you only know they loved you when you sit alone every night and count how much allowance you have made and it still doesnt make sense.... Its not easy making friends, sometimes I go by a bar in Livingstone called road-side pub I drink a hunters dry or castle lite or if an stressed I drink some shots of whiskey and buy a steak and braii it, eat usually in my car and go and sleep...I figured what people call enjoying life as a bachelor this side can lead you returning to lusaka in a coffin.....so we gotta be cool.... That being said, we gotta work while still young, put aside all weakness and emotion and feeling and be men out there.....we gotta make a life while we still have the enegy and the creativity as young men...life kukosa, we start bit by bit, we do our part and let God handle the rest......and off course we avoid ama ule and drinking like a fish..... Its time we became men, its time we grew up. Do today what you must do to ensure your future is safe and secure. Work hard, sacrifice, with tears, sweat and blood, in short by any means necessary..... As I always say, life goes on... Pishenimo Pen Bantu bandi and work hard and well lelo... God bless you all and have a faboulos week.
Posted on: Mon, 22 Sep 2014 05:19:45 +0000
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