Karis: (noun) greek; grace...

                                    When I was 9 I wanted to be a pilot. I had just discovered my love for Maths and we were doing those problems solving questions in class that I absolutely love. Someone had told me pilots needed to be good in maths and science and that fit my description to a T! And then when I was 11 I wanted to be a lawyer. Lawyers talked a lot and knew about history and could defend themselves, and that was my whole personality then. Then 2 years later at 13 I discovered actuaries. They dealt with numbers and statistics and insurance and after one episode on SABC 2 about the day in the life of an actuary, I was convinced! I wanted to be an actuary for a while after that. Then finally 3 years later at 16 I learnt more about our then president, H.E. Dr Festus Mogae. He was an Economist. He combined his knowledge for maths and wanting to help people into being an economist. It was a no brainer after that, I wanted to be the female version of him. Honorary mention goe

I am really not great with birthdays, mine that is. Every time August 5 th comes around, something in my brain just starts going haywire. And as I get closer to 30, things keep getting worse. However this year I want to switch things up and look at this wonderful day with a different set of lens. So, in my impulsive decision making, I decided to do a list of things I am grateful for. One for each year that I have been on this earth. So, here goes 28 things I am grateful for   1. My life. This one is pretty standard. I have lived a healthy life and free from this horrible pandemic.  2. My son’s life ; Leruo, who is going to be 3 years old in a week’s time. Yes we are both Leos.  3. My family. See if I was smart I would name them one by one and add to my list.  4. My friends . I have a great support system in terms of my friends. They are always ready to listen to my random thoughts and offer advice where necessary.  5. Winnie. I know technically she falls under friends, but she is w

Title : The Notebook  Year: 2004 Director : Nick Cassavetes I recently had a conversation with a friend of mine who was utterly offended by my comments that The Notebook was just 'okay'. In my opinion, it is one of the most overrated movies of all time, tied with Titanic, but that's a story for another day. Given my friend's reaction and the fact that I had not watched the movie in close to a decade, I decided to re-watch it with a fresh set of eyes.  To start off, The Notebook was adapted from a book with a similar title by Nicholas Sparks. Nicholas Sparks is hands down one of my favourite authors! I am a huge fan of his work specifically; The Longest Ride and The Last Song. The Notebook is a story about a summer love that seems determined not to end. Which to start off defies what summer love is all about. If you have ever had the pleasure of experiencing one, you know that it's not meant to last, making it the more exciting. It's a "let's make the m

*Sigh*  It's been a while since I jotted down my thoughts on this blog, and by a while I mean years. I don't want to count them because I would probably start crying but I have had my reasons. The most significant one being that I became a MOTHER! Yes you heard right, I am responsible for another human being that is not me. And in the spirit of keeping my life compartmentalized, I started a mommy blog where I have been doing most of my writing. You are free to check it out here . Anyway back to my long awaited return. I am back because (yes you guessed it) we are facing a pandemic. I am of course referring to covid-19. Figures that the thing to bring me back to this blog would be a life threatening pandemic, I have always been dramatic like that. So yes, covid-19... It's Day 29 of the national lockdown (Botswana) and I have finally reached my breaking point. Let me break it down. I am fortunate to be one of those people who are still employed during this difficult time

The high of a great interview for the dream job you desperately want, that presentation you just had with the prospective client you courted for weeks or the   proposal you finally sent in after moulding it into perfection. That high is followed by a great downward spiral, the wait. It’s a high for a reason. What goes up must come down. All good things must come to an end. And they do come to an end as the days go by. The first 24 hours are glorious. You are untouchable, you did the impossible, surprised even yourself. There is absolutely no way you aren’t going to be successful. Then the second day comes around and at first you are hopeful. It’s only been two days, no one makes such an important decision in just two days. By the end of the week you are a wreck. Doubts have all but clouded your mind. And your feeble mind succumbs to pressure, replaying everything over and over again, until there is nothing left to overanalyse. Did I smile too much? Or maybe I made a typo. Did I even

The annual Gaborone Diacore Marathon is one of the few local events held in the city that really pulls in a diverse crowd, both internationally and locally. Usually, such a sporty event would never catch my attention, what with my lack of fitness and all, I know, I am not proud either. But this year I found myself drawn to Grand Palm. On the 13th of May, roughly 7000 people tried their luck on the number of races offered by the event. The different races included a 4 km fun run (for the family mostly), 10 km run, 21 km and the brutal 42 km run which I can only question it’s participants. The atmosphere was electric even before the races started. If you were around Gabs during that weekend then you probably know what I mean. Roads were closed, traffic diverted and there were so many road marshalls stationed around the city, too many to count. By 6.30 am, the races had begun!  6.30 am on a Sunday seemed like a way too early time for me to be up. I was obviously happy to cheer on