marriage


Today is my 4th wedding anniversary , but we are going through a financially challenging time, so my husband and I both agreed not to spend any money on gifts for each other so I wasn't expecting anything special for today. To my surprise, when I came downstairs this morning, I found a bouquet of the most beautiful wild flowers that my husband had picked from a near by field at 6am. What a thoughtful and beautiful gift!

GENUINE AFFECTION


It’s about that time I usually bid my day a bye with a sigh of satisfaction escaping my closed lips. It doesn’t actually escape, it involuntarily sets itself free. The day has been long and tiring and trying to cope with Eve’s misdemeanor. She is the first of our species to find out that all that glitters are illegal or unworthy. The whole humanity now is painfully toiling in order to pluck the fruits and accord hunger a decent send off.

I slide my tired body, carefully, as if it hurt or afraid to disturb a nocturnal creature who had made a sojourn in my bed, inside my sheets. Relief greeted me, accompanied by a muted sigh as the mind went back to the parting day, assessing the successes and the pitfalls that came along. Lessons appeared triumphant.

The day is never a day-well-spent when you do not wish a dearly beloved a good night. I have had trouble many mornings preceding the nights I slept without bidding her a good night. I forget on purpose (ask any man) but the questions you get the morning after only allow her to make assumptions because I have never answered them satisfactorily. Now am thinking of her. She has brought the real meaning of living, the real feel of love. She genuinely adores me and I do more than her.

As a fumbled with the keys of my phone, trying to mix words, in a bid to come up with a deep poem for her, the phone rang. I smiled as I read ‘sweetheart’ as I had saved her. The ringtone helped increase the pace of my heartbeat. It was a song that drove her to the point of ecstasy, of course after me. So many times she rang me, often when I am trying to text her, or when am reaching for my phone to call her. Love brings forth pleasant coincidence, the kind that you want to happen every day.

I really love her. The joy of my life is to see her happy always. I don’t anything or anybody to harm her because I’m her soldier ready to fight every war that life pit against us. Distance though has robbed us the chance to show the affection eye to eye, hold each other close and our breathes being swallowed by our silent whispers heard far away. She is the realest thing I hold with utmost care like a treasure.

I picked up the phone and her soft voice drove me to world that surpassed the abundance of the bliss heaven had on offer. She tickled me into frenzy with an unsettling sensation going through my body like a ripple. I wanted her there and then. If the urge would have enabled men to grow wings I would have been the first one after Daedalus and Icarus, from the tales we read while growing up.

I listened as she talked making her know I was paying attention. Silence sometimes prompts one to make an inquiry if they are speaking alone or otherwise. What’s more beautiful than being missed by somebody you love? What’s the most awesome thing in the world than being important to somebody and being treasured more than you do to your own self? It’s a feeling that transcends everything.

The lengthy talk is always brought to a denouement by good night wishes and the sweet dreams. The byes aren’t my cup of tea. I always conclude a conversation with a ‘take care’. I never know why but I always want her to great care not dream of nightmares.

As the sound of the phone hanging up came through, I was plunged into my own world. I stared at the text I was about to send; my sweetheart, you are a rare being in the world for showing me what it means to love and I will give you my genuine affection…….it sounds like a teenage love letter but that was the message I intended to pass her, plus a couple of hugs and kisses, toppling with I love you. I drifted off holding my phone.

I woke up in the morning to find everything deleted except GENUINE AFFECTION on the text. I smiled knowing there was more truth than those two words.

Thursday, 20 February 2014

It pays to disparage Facebook's business model

SAN FRANCISCO — Why would Mark Zuckerberg, the most successful U.S. entrepreneur of his generation, give away 8 percent of his company and $4 billion in cash to two former Yahoos who have little but disdain for Facebook's business model?
Because among young people in the developed world, Facebook's growth is slowing while texting has become the primary mode of communication.
Acquiring WhatsApp, a startup based in Mountain View, Calif., gives Facebook ownership of the world's largest and fastest-growing mobile messaging platform, with 450 million monthly users and 320 million users every day.
And unlike social media sites such as Facebook and Twitter, which are free, WhatsApp has already convinced almost half a billion consumers spread across 200 countries to pay for its service.
While 99 cents a year (after a year's free trial) may not sound like much, the revenue has allowed WhatsApp co-founders Jan Koum and Brian Acton and their 50-person team of engineers to build a platform that hosted an eye-popping 54 billion messages last New Year's Eve alone.
The business model has been so successful that Koum – who like Acton is a former Yahoo engineer – has repeatedly disparaged any communications platform that relies instead on selling advertising that's based on user data.
Here's how Koum critiqued the business model used by Facebook, Google and every other ad-supported Internet service in a blog post dated June 18, 2012:
"No one wakes up excited to see more advertising, no one goes to sleep thinking about the ads they'll see tomorrow… Advertising isn't just the disruption of aesthetics, the insults (sic) to your intelligence and the interruption of your train of thought… When advertising is involved, you, the user, are the product."

Maybe not since Karl Marx penned his communist manifesto "Das Kapital" nearly 150 years ago has there been a more stinging indictment of commerce that's driven by consumer advertising.
Yet that kind of talk wasn't enough to scare off Zuckerberg, whose company's profitability depends precisely on selling ads based on its users' personal data and interests.
The wily CEO did it to boost Facebook's growth and expand its reach.
Facebook reported last month that its number of worldwide daily users rose to 757 million in December, a year-over-year rise of 22 percent.
Yet an outside report from market researcher iStrategyLabs found that use of the social media site by U.S. teens aged 13 to 17 fell by 25 percent since 2011, and Facebook executives have since acknowledged the company's struggle to hold onto younger users in its mature markets.
WhatsApp, meanwhile, saw its number of users jump by 50 million in just the last two months, according to its corporate blog, while the number of messages it processed last year tripled.
What's more, the application works with all of the world's leading smartphone operating systems, including Google's Android, Apple's iOS and those made by Microsoft, BlackBerry and Nokia.
Last August, WhatsApp also rolled out a voice messaging service for its users.
Close watchers of Facebook will remember that less than a year ago, Zuckerberg unveiled a new platform, called Home, that debuted on a handset made by HTC, a hardware maker with a niche share of the smartphone market.
The software, which worked only on Android phones when it was released, was designed to act like a home page for mobile Facebook users.
It came after several years of speculation that the company would build its own smartphone.
Yet Zuckerberg was savvy enough to realize that there's little profit in making hardware, while much can be gained from owning a fast-growing mobile service that works on virtually any handheld device.
That's why a CEO admired from Silicon Valley venture capital circles to business school faculty lounges for his ability to retain so much equity control of Facebook just gave away a huge chunk of its cash and stock to WhatsApp.

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LOVE POEMS

I COULD BUT LOVE YOU*

The days gone by hold memories

So much of all those nice stories

Stories of our lives thereafter

Punctuated by your sweet laughter



Walking, talking under the starlit sky

Smiling silently without knowing why

Silent though we got so much to say

Assured that tomorrow would be okay



I love you so much my sweetheart

Like the abundance of sand in a desert

So is my love for you, so real and true

I want to live forever just for you



In the horizon the sun's just turned red

And my tomorrow is but a dread

If by your own, you won't be there

I will die, there won't be any air



*THE AMAZING FEELING*

The buzz of the phone beckons you attention

It's the love of your life trying to reach you

Friends have gotten tired of their mention

Their presence in this world gets you through

Long and stressful days just as the nights

On dark nights they are the light



It's an amazing feeling to find true love

It carries you way beyond imaginable lands

Swifter than the carrier doves

Infinite but it can fit in your hands

The amazing feeling of true adoration

Surpasses everything worth admiration



*BEHIND YOUR EYES*

Sometimes am caught in a day dream

Dreaming of a dream I live everyday

It's been like this since I saw you

You beauty enslaved my imagination

The glitter in your eyes captured me



Every morning I wake up

It's your pretty face that's my alarm

Telling to rise up to see you

You are a true meaning of perfection

Forever I will be glad that are in my life



I wanna have your heart forever

Coz I've given you mine

Do the best with that you can

For you are so perfect

This love is the realest of al I've known



*I SEE ME IN YOUR EYES*

Like rose petals in the morning bloom

You sweep my feet off the ground

And I fly, fly like little bird making no sound

Am flying to get a kiss from you

Your embrace, the next best thing

After the gearless all night embrace

I see the meaning of life in your eyes

I see me and you skin to skin every night

I see life unfolding in your eyes

I see love-true love



*IMMUNE TO HEARTACHE *

I'm staring at the emptiness you absence accords me

It's like all those days when I could fantasies about you

My breath being taken away by what I could see

But your absence is forever, I hoped you were true



I didn't think there would be a day when I could ask you to stay

And that would be asking too much of your precious time

Now I struggle to go through my days trying to keep you at bay

Often I fail, every time, coz forgetting you feels inhumane- a crime



For once in my life I realized what it means to be in love

It means to wait for someone to break your heart while holding on

It means being immune to all things that fall from above

Coz that may hold you from going on straight from dawn