One rainy night, i was on the terrace talking to myself for all the things i can't converse with anybody else. And mostly I was complaining on lots of things from work and at home.
Suddenly, I saw a shadow that looked like of a woman right on the window of our neighbor. I thought she had a pretty shape so I stared at that shadow (and talked about it too) until I realized I was just making it up. That's not really a woman's shadow but i was so mesmerized by it. I must quit staring at that window but then i noticed something else. There was a man (I think it's a man) behind that window. I saw his shadow. This time it's for real. And to think that i had been staring at that window for a while now. I was so shocked that all I could do was keep on talking with nobody but me. Then I imagined myself from that man's perspective. I realized I must look so wierd - looking at my side while talking just so i wouldn't have to look at him. But I couldn't help it. I took a glance and the man was gone. Thank goodness. But then I noticed the other window nearer my terrace. He could just move to another room and he'd be able to see me better. And no sooner than I thought, I saw the man again. I was wondering aloud if he could also hear me. He was almost in front of me now. I was still talking. This time i was thinking what could possibly happen if i wake up the next day with the news that I'm crazy (though it must not be news anymore) and people would be talking on my back about me talking to my self or somebody else they couldn't see.
“At times, I forget that my body is a beautiful blessing. Sometimes it feels like a trap door. An unfortunate looking shell for my aching soul. So when my loneliness kicks in ,my enlightenment mellows down; I begin to blame my body for everything. As if my vessel were responsible for all this painful solitude. How I condemned it as the culprit. Though I know this isn’t true. It can be so hard to love your body; when you’re convinced it’s the reason nobody loves you.”
“I want to know when, When did you stop shopping for clothes, And start looking for tombstones? when did the wedding bouquet become a grave marker? When did that outfit stop being for the dance and start being for your talk with God When did a car ride turn from an outing Into your final ride?”
This not-so-little hippo calf is making a splash at the San Diego Zoo with his mom, Funani. Hippos are definitely adapted for life in the water and are found living in slow-moving rivers and lakes in Africa. With their eyes, ears, and nostrils on the top of the head, hippos can hear, see, and breathe while most of their body is underwater. Hippos also have a set of built-in goggles: a clear membrane covers their eyes for protection while still allowing them to see when underwater. Their nostrils close, and they can hold their breath for 5 minutes or longer when submerged. Hippos can even sleep underwater, using a reflex that allows them to bob up, take a breath, and sink back down without waking up.
We are deeply saddened to hear that Sudan, the world’s last male northern white rhino, passed away yesterday at age 45. Richard Vigne (CEO of Ol Pejeta Conservancy in Kenya) wrote of his passing:
“[Sudan] was a great ambassador for his species and will be remembered for the work he did to raise awareness globally of the plight facing not only rhinos, but also the many thousands of other species facing extinction as a result of unsustainable human activity. One day, his demise will hopefully be seen as a seminal moment for conservationists worldwide.”
Read the full press release HERE.
Via Mutts Comics
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