Nobel Peace memories, ironies, and fun

Simply Eccentric

The recent #Nobel Peace Award extended to journalist #Maria Ressa took me back to the time when I covered the 2008 awarding of #Martti Ahtisaari, considered the father of #Kosovo. Mr. Ahtisaari was recognized for brokering peace between Kosovo and Serbia. He also contributed to peace talks in Namibia, Indonesia, and Iraq.
This brought more ironies to Ms. Ressa’s winning because nowhere I can find in my research that she has brokered peace either locally or abroad. #Rappler, the news agency which she heads, spews news reports that cause more confusion rather than peace and divisiveness rather than unity.
Rappler has also no qualm in exposing its biases. It recently launched an online survey asking the people who they will vote for president in the coming May 2022 elections. It immediately withdrew the survey when its result favored a candidate other than it is rooting for.
If the Nobel Peace…

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Nobel Peace memories, ironies, and fun

The recent #Nobel Peace Award extended to journalist #Maria Ressa took me back to the time when I covered the 2008 awarding of #Martti Ahtisaari, considered the father of #Kosovo. Mr. Ahtisaari was recognized for brokering peace between Kosovo and Serbia. He also contributed to peace talks in Namibia, Indonesia, and Iraq.
This brought more ironies to Ms. Ressa’s winning because nowhere I can find in my research that she has brokered peace either locally or abroad. #Rappler, the news agency which she heads, spews news reports that cause more confusion rather than peace and divisiveness rather than unity.
Rappler has also no qualm in exposing its biases. It recently launched an online survey asking the people who they will vote for president in the coming May 2022 elections. It immediately withdrew the survey when its result favored a candidate other than it is rooting for.
If the Nobel Peace Award is true to its title, I do not think Ms. Ressa deserves the award. She has also the propensity to paint the Philippines to the world as an unruly state without press freedom. She is not promoting peace; she is ruining instead the reputation of the country and its people.
So much to its ironies, that 2008 coverage was one of those great experiences I had when I was in Oslo. It was also here where I learned that even if you are in the toughest phase in your life, good things still happen.
Covering the awarding ceremonies was a humbling experience. I was with the group of reporters from all over the world who I presumed must be the best from their respective publications and media organizations.
I met a lady reporter from New York, whose name I could not remember. We became buddies during the coverage, we had our lunch together. We were both excited witnessing the event that was graced by the king and the queen of Norway. We were there close with the royalties.
After the ceremonies, we played like children, we sat on the chairs occupied by the royal couple. To have a feel how to sit on a royal chair, she said. We also alternately stood on the lectern pretending we were awardees.
Such a funny way to end the coverage of a prestigious event…innocent acts void of ironies.

Tribute to Mothers

Tribute to Mothers

Simply Eccentric

Special persons He created.
To bring forth life and glory
Unconditional love, she offers readily.
She shares so willingly.

A nanny and a buddy, darling to her baby
Always ready to ease the weary
Comforting hugs given spontaneously
Joy she brings profusely.

No single word can describe her wholly
Nor praise or accolade equal the humility
Of motherhood she performs pensively
Unselfishly and diligently.

On your special day we acknowledge
Praise the braveness you exude!
In performing excruciatingly
The mother role endowed to you specially.

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Living

Living is beyond existence…living is breathing life with and for others

Simply Eccentric

Living is more worthwhile if we can listen than hear, speak than talk, feel than sense, savour than taste, and look than see. For living is beyond existence…living is breathing life with and for others. Life is meant to be shared and to be spent at its fullest. Let’s live life and not just merely exist.

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Living

Living is more worthwhile if we can listen than hear, speak than talk, feel than sense, savour than taste, and look than see. For living is beyond existence…living is breathing life with and for others. Life is meant to be shared and to be spent at its fullest. Let’s live life and not just merely exist.

Tribute to Mothers

Special persons He created.
To bring forth life and glory
Unconditional love, she offers readily.
She shares so willingly.

A nanny and a buddy, darling to her baby
Always ready to ease the weary
Comforting hugs given spontaneously
Joy she brings profusely.

No single word can describe her wholly
Nor praise or accolade equal the humility
Of motherhood she performs pensively
Unselfishly and diligently.

On your special day we acknowledge
Praise the braveness you exude!
In performing excruciatingly
The mother role endowed to you specially.

Life

Up and down, we climb like a lift
Swirl and whirl, we turn like a wheel
To and fro, like a boomerang we go
In a needle, sometimes we go through.

Like the wind, our dreams fly high
Like the shadow, our failures haunt us
Like the thread, we lose our end
Like an ember, we mellow, we flicker.

Rainbow color, our life is a hue
Bright and windy, can be like weather too
Calm and serene, down in a river we flow
Bumpy and rocky, at times, but still we go.

There’s no stopping, life’s phases continue
As frequent as moon changes its faces too
Like the ebbing and rising of tide life curve flows
For dear life we grapple, we hang on to.

Vision

Peering through an opaque glass
Your image flickers in the light
The blurry contour of your body
Stands like shadow….haunting me.

Extending my hands, I tried to reach you
Touch your shadow, try to feel you
But as I come close to holding you
Out you vanished, left me in awe.

Are you there or you’re just pigment
My rich imagination has created
Or are you a
dream, or just a vision
Borne out of
loneliness and misery.