Mrs.O's writing room.

... on my way to work.

Big padlocks, small padlocks, colorful padlocks, dull padlocks, new padlocks, old ones too. Engraved. Committed. Locked forever: Laura and Enrique, Peter and Simone and on it goes. I smiled as I walked over the Frankfurt bridge on a windy September day. It was an artistic sight. As I looked at these padlocks I wondered whether these relationships were still intact. I like the romantic gesture - very sentimental but was love locked  forever? Sometimes such acts keep people committed to each other, like the wedding ring, it is a constant reminder but other times it is just a pad-lock. In the middle of the bridge an old man played a harp, he looked up and smiled at me but I didn't have a coin to put in his hat. Did the lovers have spare keys, you know, just in case things didn't work out? If relationships soured would they avoid the bridge or lock with someone else in a different corner. The Eiserner steg known as the Iron bridge in Frankfurt am Main is over 1...

"Breakdown. Break through. Break the shell. Elevate and Fly”  In the presence of a Grammy Award-winning celebrity, overwhelmed with excitement you scream, you want to reach out and touch them and hold their attention but you’re tucked way out in the crowd. Your screams are drowned by overly enthusiastic fans. You shake off the madness and resign to sit with gratitude. It is after all a unique opportunity. In the crowd of Washington D.C revelers you represent a small land locked East African nation , a Nilotic race who might never have this privilege - India.Arie in concert. I first saw India on an Oprah Winfrey show in 2006. Intrigued by her natural beauty, her style and simplicity I listened as her soulful voice lifted clearly and powerfully from the bottom of her feet up on to the stage and into my living room. I liked her. Her music made me smile, it made me bob my head and feel sweetness rise from the essence of my being. I wanted to know more about her.  Rea...