Thought Therapy

We all have that phase when we listen to a  new song over and over again until the lyrics  become like that nursery rhyme we once had stuck in our brain when we were kids.The song becomes part of our routine, craving to hear it every waking moment of the day ( maybe that's just me) .Anyway, a few months ago, that song for me was Human by Christina Perri. I admit, that song may not be as catchy as i thought it was,but her lyrics got me hooked!Two months down the line i put my earphones on in a traffic jam and guess what song comes first on my playlist... " But I'm only human And I bleed when I fall down I'm only human And I crash and I break down Your words in my head, knives in my heart You build me up and then I fall apart Cause I'm only human" Then my mind flashed back to an article i had read online ( can't put my fingers on where i had read it,sorry) Anyway, i remember this particular article because it featured 33 real life cases of how people can

It's hard to forget something that turns your life upside down ,it's harder still  not to wonder how life would have been like growing up in the land of a thousand hills..Sometimes am grateful that i was too young to know the evil that was happening during the Rwandan Genocide..then at other times i keep picturing the lives torn apart and destroyed by the wave of tribal hate. Its during such  times that i realize that the impact of such an atrocity is far greater than remembering every single act committed. My memories for the 1994 Rwandan Genocide are like a blank page slowly being filled by the stories  am told..endless accounts of nights of terror and days of struggle.Some lived to tell their stories while others had nothing but a corpse to re-tell their 100 days of horror.The one thing that  has always disturbed my conscious was the question why?Why shed the blood?Why let innocent lives get tortured ?Why kill another just like you? It's like a story of the hunt