Hey there, it’s just me,

No expectations, no judgments, just a friendly chat, you see?
I’m here to listen as you let it all out,
Pour your heart, don’t worry, there’s no doubt.

Life’s dealt some cards, a tough hand indeed,
Gray shades surround you, making it hard to proceed.
You’re a believer, still waiting for the sun,
But lately, it feels like the battles can’t be won.

Nothing’s aligning, and that’s no lie,
The smile’s gone missing from that once hopeful eye.
Your pillow’s your confidant, soaked in your tears,
A faithful companion through all your fears.

Life’s been a challenge, a test of your might,
Your struggles equated with something exceptionally tight.
Health’s been rocky, work’s been a grind,
But hey, you say you’ll manage; that’s a hopeful sign.

The love story took a twist you didn’t expect,
She left for a gym instructor; your ego took a wreck.
That chiseled shape’s now a memory of the past,
But remember, it’s your heart that’s built to last.

Hope’s slipping away; it’s a feeling so dire,
Your path diverges from others, and that’s okay, my sire.
No need to measure success by their strife,
You’re not a laughing stock; you’re living your life.

Losing hope is tough, I get that, my friend,
But remember, even in darkness, there’s a bend.
Options aplenty, just take a deep breath,
Life’s full of surprises, even in its depth.

So chin up, my friend, through the laughter and tears,
We’ll navigate this journey, conquer our fears.
You’re stronger than you know, it’s plain to see,
You’ll find that spark, that zest, that version of “me.”

@okelododdychitchats

In your radiance, a splendor so profound,
Beauty’s finest definition, both inside and out you’re found,
Every detail of your attire, meticulously graced,
A vision of elegance, a sight to be embraced.

But beyond this allure, your intellect shines so bright,
A mind like a computer, calculating with insight,
Beauty with brains, a cliché you transcend,
You’ve got it all, my friend, there’s no need to pretend.

Your kindness, a gentle touch that warms the heart,
A wellspring of goodness, a work of art,
Not just for yourself, but the world you adorn,
With your positive grace, each day is reborn.

It may be brief, our time together, it’s true,
Yet goodness like yours, it shines right through,
In your actions and words, the love you unfurl,
You’re a gem in this world, a precious pearl.

An Earth’s caretaker, an eager soul so bright,
A heart of gold, a beacon of light,
In every role you play, you ace the test,
In my book, my dear, you’re simply the best.

@okelododdychitchats

Mother, a word imbued with cosmic grace,
A universe within two syllables,
In your embrace, it finds its truest place,
A sanctuary for hearts, a love that ripples.

Mum, a hidden blessing in life’s grand scheme,
An enigma, a treasure in plain view,
Your love’s a river, in which we dream,
An oasis of understanding, through and through.

You are the sunbeam in our stormy skies,
A heart so tender, a love so true,
With each year’s turn, let joy arise,
Infinite wishes, dear Mum, just for you.

As you grow older, like fine wine,
May life’s finest blessings be your quest,
In our hearts, you eternally shine,
Happy Birthday, Mom, you’re simply the best.

@okelododdychitchats

Behold life’s tapestry, an intricate enigma spun in words,
An oxymoron’s dance, a paradox in every phrase,
Life’s fairness, an elusive specter, gracing riches with glory,
Yet shrouding the humble in obscurity’s shamed embrace.

Why, I ask, must this chasm persist,
Why can’t we find a path, a bridge to mend,
For in the realm of true equality, I firmly stand,
Where man and woman in unity transcend.

Seek not equality where it’s needless, my friend,
But rather, let’s wage a noble battle,
Against the vast abyss that divides us so,
Where empty pockets in poverty’s grip do rattle.

Here I stand, my heart’s cry clear and bold,
Yearning not for grandeur, nor for fame,
But for the basics, the essentials of life,
To break the shackles of poverty’s cruel game.

Poverty, an unjust burden we must collectively defy,
Let’s grant the poor their rightful place,
With respect, dignity, and a world of grace,
Erase the falsehood that mocks their face.

Together, let us rise, united we’ll soar,
Against the common foe, poverty’s reign,
In unity, we’ll rewrite destiny’s lore,
And bring forth a world where all hearts regain

@okelododdychitchats

On Saturday evening, as the sun dipped behind the western hills, bidding farewell to the day, it left behind a canvas of twilight, embracing the impending darkness. The world seemed to hold its breath, broken only by the sharp serenades of insects, composing their own symphony.

As I stood there, the winding roads lay deserted, and the bushes lining the path whispered secrets in hushed tones. And then, like a burst of vibrant energy, a gleaming Toyota Hiace, as white as the moon, pulled into view. Inside, the youth of my generation, brimming with life, danced in sync with the beats of expertly crafted music.

In that moment, a profound stillness enveloped me, yet a twinge of envy stirred within my soul. I yearned to be a part of that ecstatic scene, to immerse myself in its vibrancy. In my silent reverie, I couldn’t help but question the cosmos. Why did my life seem so monotonous? Why was there not even a glimmer of wealth to savor the joys of youth?

At this juncture, when the world expects me to explore and revel, to seize life’s offerings before the graceful march of time catches up, I couldn’t escape the cliche, “You Only Live Once.” A myriad of questions danced in my mind as that Toyota Hiace bounced down the hill, carrying my dreams away with it.

But then, like a bolt of clarity, it hit me. There’s more than one path to happiness, more than one way to savor life’s delights. In that moment, I learned the power of gratitude, the art of appreciating what I had. Yet, I also realized that the definition of ‘enjoyment’ is subjective, and sometimes, breaking the rules can lead to extraordinary adventures.

So, as the Toyota Hiace disappeared into the night, I made a pact with myself – to find joy in the ordinary, to appreciate the small moments, and to occasionally let the wild spirit of youth guide me, even if it meant breaking a few rules along the way. After all, in the grand story of life, there’s room for both the serene and the adventurous chapters.



@okelododdychitchats

Hey there,

I hope this doesn’t come across as too out of the blue. I’ve never really been one to do something like this, so just to clear the air, my name’s Prince, and the mystery of how I got your number is a secret I’d like to keep, if that’s alright.

Honestly, I’ve had this urge to talk to you for quite some time now. Fear, though, it’s like that pesky little pebble that keeps tripping us up, right? It’s been my stumbling block when it comes to approaching you. Your beauty, it’s beyond words – like an undefinable, priceless treasure. Thinking about it makes me a bit tongue-tied, to be honest.

You’re not just beautiful; you redefine the whole concept. The term “beauty” itself seems to start and end with you. And because of this extraordinary beauty, folks around here, including the local folks, seem almost scared to even say hello. I’ve been watching you for two years, and it’s felt like our worlds are on different spectrums, not even drinking from the same cup.

But today’s different. I’m taking a leaf out of Michael Jordan’s book, that legendary athlete. He said you miss every shot you don’t take, right? So, here I am, giving it a shot. I’m not claiming it’ll be a slam dunk without trying, but I sure won’t know unless I do try.

Words, oh man, they’re just not enough. How do I find the perfect ones to match your beauty? You’re intriguing, and I have to ask – why are you so incredibly cute? And then, as if that’s not astonishing on its own, you’ve got an A-Class brain to boot. Your writings, they’ve shown me how brilliantly your mind works.

Summing up a long story, you’re like a charm that’s got me absolutely captivated. So, here’s the crux of it: I just want to call you mine.

@okelododdychitchats

Uncle Doddy Prince here, the one you’ve given the special name to,
The name that you sometimes cry out when things don’t go as planned.
I hope you’re shining bright and discovering new adventures every day.
I’m curious if your pronunciation has grown as much as you have,
And I wonder if you’ve mastered the art of distinguishing left from right,
Ensuring your shoes always find their proper fit.

I hope you’ve been counting your way through laughter and play,
From one to twenty, learning and growing with each step.
Hey there, little buddy,

It’s been a while, and oh, how my heart aches to be near you.
I yearn to witness the inches you’ve added to your height,
And I dream of strolling alongside you, exploring the world’s delights.
You always bring me joy, especially when you struggle with words,
Your determination to convey your thoughts, a testament to your spirit.
And the way you identify white cars as “Babus” and grey ones as “Peters” –
It’s these quirks that make you uniquely you, and my heart swells with affection.

Buddy, you are a source of endless happiness,
Your infectious smile etches memories in my heart that never fade.
You and Haven are the stars that light up our family’s sky,
A duo that brings immeasurable joy and a touch of magic to our lives.

Guess what? I’ve heard the news, a big day’s coming your way –
Turning four is a milestone that’s worth celebrating with glee!
And guess what else? I’ve got your back, just like always,
A gift awaits, “white specs” and stylish outfits, the perfect ensemble for you.

Sending love your way, little buddy,
Can’t wait to see you, to share in the laughter and joy.
Counting down the days until we meet again,
Keep shining, keep exploring, keep being the amazing you.

Until we meet, take care and know you’re cherished,
Uncle Doddy Prince.

@okelododdychitchats

Hey there, Jaber!

Rise and shine, buddy! Hope you had a solid night’s sleep. Yesterday was a bit of a downer for me, and you know how I’m head over heels for Football, especially Manchester United – they’re like my guilty pleasure! But alas, we faced a bit of a defeat. I mean, come on, it’s like having a cake in front of you and someone just takes it away – heartbreaking stuff!

So, last night, instead of taking my usual evening strolls, I decided to hit the sack early. The soccer sadness got the best of me, and I figured sleep would help wash away those game-time blues. Fingers crossed for brighter days on the field!

By the way, please don’t think I’ve gone MIA on purpose! I totally left your messages hanging, but you know how it goes – losing a game can mess with your head and emotions. I was basically a walking broken heart! Had to take a breather from the whole football circus and get my mind in check. I hope you’re not brewing up a storm of anger over there!

Hey there, you gorgeous soul! Let’s make up for lost time, shall we? I’m all in for turning things around from yesterday’s debacle. I mean, I even missed my signature “roll around on the bed like a giddy kid” routine while chatting with you. You know the drill – it’s like I’ve got these football butterflies doing acrobatics in my stomach. And honestly, not being able to chat with you was like missing a piece of the puzzle. But, sometimes, a guy’s gotta do what a guy’s gotta do. And for me, that meant tackling (pun intended) the football heartache head-on!

Let’s shoot for a brighter day ahead, my friend. You know the bond between me and the game is real – it’s like a love story only with a lot more kicking involved!

@okelododdychitchats.

Hey Mom,

I hope this message finds you wrapped in comfort and warmth. I couldn’t help but notice this morning that you weren’t feeling your best. It always pains me to see you like that; it’s like a piece of my heart aches alongside you. So, I held back my words momentarily, sending out whispers of prayer for your wellness.

The wait, though it seemed long, was filled with gratitude that the universe heard my heartfelt plea. Your well-being is a cherished beacon guiding my thoughts, especially when uncertainty tries to sway my words. Today, let’s journey into a curtain of sentiments, woven with the threads of love and appreciation.

Mum, words often seem small, yet they hold immense weight when they carry emotions as profound as the ocean’s depths. As I navigate these words, I’m reminded of how countless your deeds have been, enough to fill the vast expanse of language itself. But among them all, what shines the brightest is your love that knows no boundaries. It’s like a motherly apron, forever wrapped around us, a symbol of your boundless care and an embodiment of your heart’s golden core.

Through your protective wings and nurturing care, you’ve been my steadfast mother hen, shielding me from the storms of life. Seeing your smile is my greatest joy; it’s a beacon of happiness that brightens my world.

In my heart, I promise to stand by your side, not as a mere helper, but as a steadfast companion through life’s journey. Your burdens are mine to carry, just as your happiness is my own. Together, we’ll brave the tides of life, facing challenges head-on, and celebrating victories with hearts entwined.

Today, my words might not be grand or numerous, but they come from the very depths of my soul. Love has an artistry that transforms the simplest expressions into something beautiful and timeless. With all my heart, I want you to know that you are cherished beyond words. You are the embodiment of strength, love, and resilience, and your presence is a beacon that guides my way.

So, Mum, for everything you’ve done, for every moment you’ve been the North Star in my life, I humbly say, thank you. Thank you for being the embodiment of love and sacrifice. You are simply the best, you are my eternal treasure, my guiding light, and my beloved mother.

With all my love,
@okelododdychitchats.

Let’s delve into the fascinating realm of morality – the compass that points us toward accepted standards of right and wrong. In a world where perspectives are as diverse as the colors in a rainbow, it’s undeniable that morality has become a realm of shifting sands. But hey, let’s not shy away from exploring this fiery topic.

In this modern landscape, the refrain “It’s my life, your opinion doesn’t matter” echoes louder than ever. We’re all for individual agency and living life on your terms, but have you ever wondered about the ripples your actions create in society’s pond? Your life, your call – but the thing is, the choices you make often have an impact that goes unnoticed, like a whisper that leaves a lasting echo.

Sure, you’re not signing up to be anyone’s poster child when you go about your life choices, but hold up – there are eyes upon you. Those young eyes that gaze upon you like you’re the North Star of cool. Kids absorb society’s vibes like sponges, and whether you’re sowing virtue or vice, they’re learning by example. Remember Lil Baby’s Documentary, Untrapped? Growing up, he looked up to the wrong role models because he saw them live successful lives, and that’s the reality for many youngsters. Our energies tend to follow the paths we think lead to success. So, while you’re living your best life, maybe consider those little impressionable souls.

Now, let’s talk about that intriguing societal belief that “doing the right thing” often seems like an old-fashioned ticket. Immorality, for want of a better term, seems to strut around as if it’s the new definition of cool. Misdeeds become badges of honor, a path to heroism, and honestly, it’s like watching a plot twist in a movie you didn’t ask for. Hold on a second – can we agree that discipline isn’t a party pooper, but more like a guest who enhances the whole experience? We can’t train you to be prim and proper, but for the love of goodness, maybe keep the chaos contained to your corner. Don’t be the DJ who insists on playing the worst song at a party – just saying.

Speaking of parties, have you strolled down your neighborhood lately and witnessed the unapologetic public display of affection that turns heads for all the wrong reasons? Yeah, we’re all about love, but there’s a time and place, right? It’s not about policing emotions, but rather maintaining some decorum. Trust me, the next generation doesn’t need a live demo of intimate actions on the streets – it’s more like a cringeworthy rerun. You’d think, with my 11-year-old cousin pointing at such scenes, the world had forgotten its manners. Talk about a reality check!

As we wrap this up, let’s remember one thing: we’re all architects shaping the society we inhabit. We yearn for a future where our kids can thrive in a society steeped in the best values. Even if you’re the grandmaster of immorality, deep down, you’d still want your offspring to be noble souls, right? It’s like a thief hoping their kid grows up to be anything but a thief – that would be a classic case of mixed signals. So, why not embody the principles you’d want your little one to follow? Let’s be the change we wish to see, not just another twist in the plot.

@okelododdychitchats