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The Way of the Heart

Posted in Mandarin Musings with tags , , , , on July 2, 2014 by O.S-Hughes

14A few months ago I talked about posting the workings of a particular heart, beneath is  something just as good and possibly even better than what I started writting last year.

Enjoy The Way Of  The Heart by Sehindemi my long lost friend, if you are a regular on here, you might remember him from his post Yellow Moon.

The title Yellow Moon  was inspired by his favourite Japanese Song

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Bisous ~ O.S-H


The Way of the Heart

She runs…no, she flies, hardly feeling the ground beneath my feet, stirring me to move faster than I ever could have imagined, she beats wildly in my chest, a trapped bird seeking to free herself of my vile cage, needing to express a desire denied her for so long, this is the moment she has been waiting for, but why it is so important I dare not think about, for I am a man snared by the handcuffs of reality, the eternal enemy of illusion, life is complex enough, no need to complicate it even further…but oh, how she has a way of defying my will, and for some reason, she has now set her sights on the most matchless of all the creatures known to man:


Sweeter than honey this lady is to the heart yet bitter as bile to the mind, flowing as the Nile to drown and blind all reason, she sweeps all in her wild currents for better or worse, so pick your poison, for at one time or another she rules us all, revealing herself in diverse forms, she is known by many names:

Those ancient fathers of thought called her Storge, the morning star of Aurora, which lights up every being that plunges into the troubled sea of this dark world, bestowing precious gifts of the soul, that thread of natural affection which binds others to us in strong bonds of undying devotion.


Nevertheless, beloved Storge, do tell me, can a mother forget her own child; indeed she can, so it might appear that even you are not quite enough, for when dawn is past and the blight of heat is felt, you just might melt; but why should I lament the cards I have been dealt, for here comes lovely Philia.

Philia the brilliance of noon, that knitting of souls, noble and virtuous, where trust is everything and loyalty is second to none, a friend that sticks closer than a brother; oh Philia, was it not you who struck brave Jonathan-that prince of old-so that he loved David more than his own soul and gave his sword and armor, scorning his own father, exposing himself to the whims of evil; but still, dear Philia, I have heard it told that no greater love has a man than he who lays down his life for his friends; why then did honorable Jonathan after realizing that his father was determined to kill David return to the city instead of going into exile with his dearest friend, refusing to be called the son of the king and choosing to suffer hardship rather than enjoy the pleasures of the palace for a time, prizing the shame of David a greater treasure than all the honors of a prince; oh Philia, where lies your sacrifice, or do your rising waters not run deep, will you too not suffice; but all is not lost, for my eyes now see an even more stunning lady coming my way, and I have heard it said far and wide that one has never known the woman until you have known her as Eros.

Eros, the luminous twilight of madness, the vitality of life, that insatiable desire and longing, a fiery arrow flying true to strike the marrow of one’s deepest parts, turning the wisest into fools and fools into the wise; oh Eros, was it not you who blinded that great giant-killer so that he looked down on she bathing and was overcome with such passion that he forgot his first love, how he murdered her husband in his frenzy and knew not what he had done till the spell was broken, the veil lifted from his eyes; what madness, does shameful Cupid truly rule us all? if I shed a tear for every time Eros conquered me, I would fill a lake of despair, begging forgiveness from every woman I have ever cared for, seeing as in this case I am the victim, a slave to passion, where shall I find release from being trapped in her fray, for surely there has to be a better way…

Agape, you say…

So…this is where she was heading, this is why she was in such a hurry, to meet up with this ghost from our past, a vision impossible to forget: here she stands looking beautiful and mystified, but not for long; slowly but surely, that dazzling smile of hers appears, grinding my fears, blinding my sight, a light shining into the winding darkness of my plight.

Why have you come?

I am not quite sure…I think I was led here by a dream.

What was it about?

Of a girl I loved, though I woke up to realize it wasn’t a kind of love I have known before.

And you came here? Why?

I suppose I was trying to live my dream.

But I am not a dream; I am real. So you must choose between us: the girl you loved in your dream; or me standing before you right here and now.

Can’t you both be one and the same?

No, we can never be the same. I can never measure up to her, so you’re just going to have to take me as I am, with the good and bad, accepting that I will never quite be exactly what you expect, because I am only human, so you must be patient with  me, believe in me, place your hopes in me, not constantly finding fault and storing up my wrongs against me. You must love me…


Yes. Can you?

I don’t see how. Only God can do such a thing.


…I definitely will try. It’s not like I have a choice.

The heart wants what the heart wants; that is her way.


…real love should be unconditional.

This is Agape, the true love; the love we all ache for.

It is…

…The way of the heart….


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Love Is…

Posted in Raspberry Rants! with tags , on March 19, 2014 by O.S-Hughes

Love is -C.S. Lewis


I love this Carton so much and after reblogging the cartoon from  Henrietta’s Musing’s , I was not satisfied, so I decided to google Zen Pencils to find out more.

Guess what I found  the cartoon was inspired by a great man I paid tribute to in my post

{ which in summary, talks about ‘time’ and how we spend the time that we’ve been given.} Its non other than  C.S. LEWIS.

To Love at all is to be Vunerable.

Many of us hate to exhibt weakness or put in plain naij speak, we hate for anyone to find our mumu button because there’s every chance they’ll misuse it and every other chance they’ll be our BEST yet.
I love this cartoon mostly because it talks about the Heart and boy do I have a few things to say about a Heart I know or atleast I think I do.
I really loved watching his most famous work” The Chronicles of Narnia” as a child, like I could not wait for four o’çlock because that was when NTA started broadcasting programmes for Children.  Since I’ve gotten older I told myself I would take out time and dig deeper. Read more . Read the screwtape letters. I’m still slacking.

From ZEN Pencils

C.S. Lewis (1898-1963) was an Irish author most famous for the Chronicles of Narnia series. He was also a noted poet, critic and served as professor of English Literature at Oxford for 29 years. An atheist as a young man, Lewis would later  find his faith and go on to become one of the most important Christian authors of the 20th Century. I loved the Narnia books as a child and it’s interesting to find out now that the plot and characters were inspired by the Bible. 

The full version of this quote, taken from Lewis’s book, The Four Loves, reads:

“To love at all is to be vulnerable.  Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark, motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.”

Henrietta's Musing's

Love Is...

Browsing the web being a blog whore (lol) and saw this on quickmeme.. Quite apt.

I can relate to this totally but on the bright side, it only gets better but when your heart is broken and you get told ‘it will get better’, it sounds like nonsense…

Thankful for love

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Better Nights, Better Times, Better Days

Posted in Cinnamon Coated with tags , , , , on February 28, 2013 by O.S-Hughes



‘ Kiss my forehead’, I said ‘See you later’.
Later never happened.
I watched him go board the plane.
That was the beginning of the end.

‘I don’t know where this is going’ he said.
He no longer held my hand in the park
I smiled away the tears
That was the beginning of the end.

‘How will you prove you love me?’ He asked.
I prayed and cooked and talked and laughed and kissed.
He wanted something more.
That was the end.

Here’s who I am –
A lover, a giver, a firecracker, a gem
Here’s what’s to come –
Better Nights, Better Times, Better Days

Isha is speaking my heart !!!!!!!!

Like she took my story and told it better than I ever could.

Its   happening all over again.

[( click to read) very amusing  that I wrote   in the month of love some two years ago.

How does something so rare die?

  Love like a Rose: needs attention [pruning] air, sunlight , food [communication]. Roses like relationships take quality time, concentration & emotional energy.

Many a “Rose” [beautiful relationships/friendships]  have been chopped off in their prime…before they ever blossomed !

Did you know a wound takes longer to heal when it’s covered up? Its more likely to get worse because its been allowed to fester…..

you starve it of air/oxygen/life  in hopes that it dies but rather than die it becomes much worse than when you put the first band-aid on…………


To Better Nights, Better Times, Better Days!



Moonlight Conversations

Posted in Mandarin Musings with tags , , , on September 1, 2011 by O.S-Hughes

‘I shall not loose my head like Marianne Dashwood…’

(Adriana chants in under tones trying to convince herself)

‘…but like Mr Wiloughby, he is gifted with such charm. It disarms me.’

(She continues…)

‘…plus we share similar interests and, unlike Wiloughby, he is rather decent.’

Voice of Reason : A decent man, That’s unfair!

Adriana: True talk! Decent doesn’t even begin to do him justice. In his defence though, there are many other qualities he possesses that appeal to me.

Voice of  Reason : Ha! That’s even worse! means you find him compelling then. That’s bad O!

Adriana’s Soliloquy

I wonder what he really feels? If he feels anything to start with..

No I know he feels something, but how strong is IT?
is IT a Small fire about to fizzle out or a Slow fire building momentum about to consume everything in its path??
words move meHe is………….[insert description of an ideal man here]

A wise man once said to me: ‘Flattery would get you very far’

[Scene Reopens: Mr Darcy and Adriana Converse]

Mr Darcy: I would never want to hurt you, so I keep away.

Adriana: I’ve always wondered why.

Mr Darcy: Its that simple.

Adriana: Why do u suppose you’ll hurt me?

Mr Darcy: I don’t know….. (Trails off)

Mr Darcy: You’d soooooo get hurt and I’m not sure band-aids can fix that.
But you looked hot today; hot enough to shake my resolve.

Adriana: I need you to shake your resolve

Mr Darcy: and why would you want that?

Adriana: Because I want You.

Adriana: I have come to realize no one is perfect, yet I want you. You are the epitome of almost everything my heart yearns for, as crazy as that sounds.

Mr Darcy: I want you, I won’t lie. But I don’t want to complicate your life.

Concluding Thoughts~
Above is a conversation between Mr Darcy & Adriana …and right in the middle of their conversation a new character is introduced..
In actuality the Voice of Reason is
Adriana’s better judgement from deep within her, speaking soft tones….

What is it about us that causes us to desire the seemingly unattainable..
We insist on towing the dangerous path brought on by
the innate stubbornness that spurs us to lose every ounce of Sensibility; a hard-headedness that makes one unreasonable..
Only With hindsight do we eventually realise that some of God’s greatest gifts come in form of
“Unanswered Prayers” & in this case Unrequited Love…

Marianne Dashwood & Wiloughby are characters from Jane Austen’s Sense & Sensibility “”

Random facts about Olatanwa ♥

Posted in Cinnamon Coated with tags , , on March 29, 2011 by O.S-Hughes

I have a thing for 1940s glamour and I secretly wish i was born right after the great depression…an old soul trapped in a young lady’s body….

Speaking of old  i’m a sucker for Nigerian oldies..Oldies in gerenral give me a classic from Bobby Benson,Victor Uwaifo, King Sunny Ade, Eddie Okonta, Ebenezer Obey, Onyeka Onwenu, Victor Olaiya , The Great ‘Fela Anikulapo Kuti  [who by the way was also born in October (15)] …  ” Sam Cooke” ,  Nat King Cole , Lionel Richie , ‘  Stevie Wonder ‘, “Ray Charles” ..

i love words (spoken,written,unsaid sung)… these are the windows to a person’s soul.. a pathway to all that lay hidden. My love affair with words started long ago. I used to act in high school… I wish there were more Theatre houses in Nigeria… Stage Plays `sigh`   the power of delivery…there’s this… je ne sais quoi  about stage plays that leaves you feeling like you’ve just experienced something truly authentic and full of depth

This reminds me of one  of my favorite movies of all times All about EVE(a 1950s classic starring Betty Davis, Anne Baxter, Celeste Holm, Thelma Ritter)….Praised by critics at the time of its release, All About Eve was nominated for 14  Academy Awards (a feat that was unmatched until the 1997 film, Titanic) and won six.

i’m a big big Jane Austen lover… i have watched “Pride & Prejudice”, ‘Sense & Sensiblity‘, ‘Persuasion’  “Mansfield Park” and “Northanger’s Abbey” a kazillion times….  i love  Fitzwilliam Darcy popularly known as Mr Darcy (a character  from Pride & Prejudice)  & John Willoughby (a character  from Sense & Sensibility)

i also love reading Rukky’s Frocks : The problem with finding love in Lagos ( a link to one of her articles) Let Me reiterate i love Rukky Ladoja… reading her articles gives me joy.. even though i have never summed up the courage to tell her in person…(yes i’ve seen her at LPM  & even at IcecreamFactory)

anyways beneath are links to her writes ups i love best

Rukky goes on a first date

The Awful Truth

I love flavours…they add variety & that needed umpth..

I love colours….they give new meaning when ever they are introduced….

I have a strong sense of style (even if i say so myself) i’ll choose accessories over a new outfit.. accessories are the glue that hold|tie it all together..presenting a perfect picture (perfection is relative)

Women who inspire me besides my “mothers’ [yes I have two] are;

– Margaret Thatcher [ also known as Iron Lady & born in the awesome month of October (13)]

– MBD ♥ ♥

– Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis  [ also known as Jacky-O]

– Audrey Hepburn

– Grace Kelly  [Her Serene Highness The Princess of Monaco]

– Efunjoke Coker

– Helen Prest Ajayi.

I prefer writing in lower case

I love all the kinds of peppers that exist…ata rodo,yellow chili,cayenne pepper,black pepper,green pepper,white pepper,Pink peppercorns….I loveee breakfast food, like I can literally eat it all day everyday. At the thought of my signature pancakes my stomach does a back flip..I love to spoil my palate with decadent delights..Sweet, Savoury or Spicy!

I’m attracted to smart people … as I’m quite certain it wouldn’t be hard for a smart person to keep my interest piqued. 

I do not know how to flirt (Straight Face)  i”m  told that  the essential equipments of a Lady’s Armory are wit, charm and an ability to flirt… i’m currently reading these books  “Why Men Marry Bitches” by Sherry Argov.. i quite like its sharp-witted tone…  and “Flirting for Dummies’ by Elizabeth Clark …. I”m trying to get my hands on ‘The Rules’ by Ellen Fein… (be a sport and wish me luck)

Most importantly I love God! He is the center of my being.. I often stray because of my human nature.. He loves Me enough to pick Me each time I fall…

Welcome to Olatanwa Seni-Hughes’s world!

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