Silence is platinum…for a while. After that I need some noise, laughter, energy and all of that.
Archive for May, 2007
Thursday May 17, 2007
2007
05.17
05.17
In the past few days, I’ve met three women entrepreneurs who exude energy, passion, a super-positive attitude and immense drive. Now I feel inspired!
A softboard in one of their offices, caught my eye. It read: ‘I want solution’.
She explained. ‘When unimaginative employees approach me with unsolved problems, I point to that. I also add that if I can assist them with the tools to help, feel free to ask. But, I WANT SOLUTION!’
Another management guru-type, a bigwiggie, amongst the management-guru types of the world, who delivers animated presentations to corporate types in a tearing hurry to succeed, said to me: ‘I don’t believe in B2B or B2C. I only believe in P2P ie people to people’. That’s sounded impressive!
Friday May 11, 2007
2007
05.11
05.11
One of my freelance writers who missed a deadline jokingly justified her stance by making this comment: ‘I’m feeling like — life’s an excel sheet and I’m one of the cells in it…:(‘
How true.
Now if only we could make the tasks more engaging and funny by stretching our imaginations just a wee bit…
Friday May 4, 2007
2007
05.04
05.04
Whilst growing up, I felt like an invincible fortress that never succumbs to the enemy.
But now the enemy is so alluring, so charming, so endearing. He is forbidden fruit, that you might have plucked instantly at another time, another place.
Now, my battle is not with the enemy. It rages within me — a furious struggle between what’s right and what’s pleasurable.
On a less disturbing note, Giselle weds Shelton tomorrow. When I first met Giz, I was rather terrified of her, because she barks, not speaks 
But underneath that stern exterior, she is one of THE most sharp, intelligent, capable and kind women I know.
I am the bridesmaid, and hence got dunked with coconut milk at her ‘ros’ party last night. But today, how my skin glows…
Thursday May 3, 2007
2007
05.03
05.03
Just when you think things are about to normalise, a bolt out of the blue, shakes you out of your reverie.
However, the bolt hasn’t hit you. I mean me. In cinema parlance, I’m just the best friend. The protagonist is someone else. A friend, who is quite a woman. She’s bold. And strides ahead of the average new age woman.
She’s impulsive and wears her heart on her sleeve. But she has conviction, even in her impulses.
