Matchless Moments

Matchless Moments

The End is the Beginning- Chapter 1 Disillusion Too? a novel

by Kanika A. Reese on 12/10/11

Yep, I'm about to die! This bitch just popped a bullet in my back tire! Not good. Hello paranoia. Good bye life? Why is my vision blurred? My thinking obscured? Why won't my hands refuse to do as my mind is telling them to do? I am scared to death. Oh, my, God! I have absolutely no control.

My poor eyes...they won't stay still. Rolled up in the top of my head is not going to help me steer this vehicle. Something doesn't seem right with this situation. Like, I'm not supposed to be in this picture anyway. I'm supposed to be watching this shit on television or reading this surreal scene in a book!

All I can remember doing was riding the curve downhill on Green Springs Highway across from Pizza Hut. I remember my agenda. It was getting Haelo her cash so she would back the fuck off me. I remember Haelo snapping on me, pulling out a pistol on my ass at her crib cause she thought I was trying to sidetrack her on her ends I owed her and now she was following me, in my truck from bank to bank, with her pistol pointed at me every mile of the way. She really had me going. I knew she could and would shoot at anytime. She was pissed.

Ain't no broad ever had me in this type of situation before. Of all people I dayum sure can't believe that it was Haelo snapping on me. She's mad at me because she wouldn't let me handle my business the way that I needed to. Now I'm swering into this predicament.

"I wanna make up right now, now, now..." I sang along with with Akon as I really felt like he was performing this just for me. That was before my tire was blown out. Or may I say shot out?

What seems like an hour ride was probably only three seconds but my mind has everything misconstrued right now. My truck was now steering to the right but my mind was pulling me left. Unsteady this ride had become in such a blink of an eye. I still can't believe that I could actually hear the screeching sound of tires and metal sliding all across the road, yet I have no control in which way I am being forced to swing. I want to scream. That too has been taken away from me.

Ok, I'll just vicariously take myself to Disney. Act like I'm in one of those spinning tea cups. Hopefully that'll alleviate some of the pain that I know I'm about to feel. Right now I'm skidding so fast I know intense pain, at this point, will come last. But how will I take it? Will I die? I can't die!

I screamed inside of my head. Sweat poured down my face. At this point, if someone is is around, it's nothing they could do to help me.

I can not believe this chick is running me through like this. She is actually trying to kill me. She has no remorse. First of all, Haelo knew she didn't need to pop a cap in my truck's rear tire while I was riding down this hill in traffic. But no! She had to prove something. She had to prove she had the upper hand. If she'd just listened closer she'd know what was up and I was not the one that was trying to get over on her.

They say don't mess with a woman's man or her money and I, at the moment, am living consequence of taking that shit lightly. But sometimes women just need to listen, like now, or this truck wouldn't be spinning on one side and about to crash into the red mountain on the right but it's really nothing I can do but scream! Ahhh shit!

Okay, Okay. I missed that pole. Ain't nobody gonna care if I'm alright once they find out what I'm rolling with. If I die and don't survive this shit, all they are gonna want to know are the details to a powdered package wrapped in plastic, green buds packaged in freezer sized bags and hundreds in bundles all throughout this cabin.

Destiny is my friend and however my creator sees fit is how I'm gonna have to deal with it when that exact moment, which is any moment, comes. Bang! Another shot in the other rear tire. This bitch has aim! I'm gonna take it like the man I am. No more time to contemplate. My life's final chapter is about to be written.

How'd I get into this crap anyway? How could I forget? I remember and now I actually get it. But this shit has gone a bit overboard if I may say so myself. My life is in danger and the next few seconds determine if I live or die. Either way the pain will be agonizing, at least upon impact. Screeeeech! Bam!

Three months later...

cpr Kanika A. Reese 2011

Dear Kanika NOT Abby

by Kanika A. Reese on 10/30/11

How do you get ova a person that hurt u so bad, but you still love him so much? You will do anything to stay with them and in a way, you don’t want to be with him.

 

I think the main question here is how do you move forward after someone you love really hurts you? Personally, I would just say time heals all wounds. Does not mean you’ll ever forget but it will get easier as the days go by. You can not turn love off like a faucet and it is okay to feel betrayed and hurt. Just don't allow that pain to keep you down and from moving forward. Think positive. There is something good in everything bad but you must be the one to understand that. You must be strong enough within yourself to understand the importance of moving forward. Staying angry, sad, mad and depressed will leave you angry, sad, mad and depressed.

Actually, I try to stay busy when something is bothering me just to keep my mind off the actual thing itself. Try listening to upbeat music and not slow ballads that remind you of unhappiness. Cook a happy dish and share it with people you love and you know love you. You are worthy of all things good so you must believe that. If this person has hurt you so badly, why would you even think about staying or going back? If someone has done you that wrong, leave them alone. Do not go back! Accept the situation for what it was worth and know that better things are yet to come.

It's not easy getting over a situation where someone you really love turns and hurts you. I’ve been there. Done that. But it feels better to smile and be happy than to frown, hold grudges and cry your eyes out. Don't do any and everything to stay with someone who’s obviously has done you wrong. Do any and everything to recuperated and rejuvenate yourself. It’s not the end of the world until you die. Make something positive happen, starting today.

Much Love and Joy,

KAR

 

My Two Cents on HB 56

by Kanika A. Reese on 10/15/11

HB 56, also known as the most racist immigration bill ever, is definitly turning heads in Alabama and drawing unneeded, negative attention to the state in which I live. Honestly, I feel as if yes, something needs to be done. I also feel as if this would be a grande example of how NOT to do it.

Is this the 1960s again? No. Is this the new civil rights era? Yes.

With Alabama being one of the most conservative states in the United States, religion is oftentimes played as a major role in this state's everyday lifestyle. Concervative Christians are now showing their true colors in how they respect and love their fellow neighbor. So it's okay for these political Christians to create such a racist bill which is blatently geared towards Mexicans. No other race is being treated or targeted like the Mexicans in Alabama.

I dont see the Koreans closing their nail shops or grocery stores. There are no Iranians closing down and fleeing their convenient stores and cell phone hot spots. The Indians aren't closing their restaraunts or shutting down their hotels. No one else is being targeted but the Mexicans and that's why they took stand and did not go to work on Wednesday. They stood together and supported each other in an effort to help change the views of their people in this state and beyond. They have drawn national attention all in an attempt to show the "Americans" that they are human beings too and deserve as much respect or more from those who shun them or use them to make a profit.

Mexicans arent slaves. They are strong and smart and due some respect as the other foreigners. Just as other immigrants, all of them aren't illegal. There are illegal immigrants of all ethnic backgrounds but only the mexican in Alabama are being targeted, kicked out of school and work and ultimatly the state. Better yet, the majority of them are just leaving on their own will as not to take part in such foolishness.

I also agree with those who think that something has to be done about illegal immigration but targeting one group of people is racist, mean, cruel and un-Christian like.I am a tax payer. To know that I dont qualify for a bit of assistance in my time of need and illegal immigrants can, irks me. But it doesnt mean that they should be treated differently. Everyone needs to be treated equally.

Basically, I'd just like to ask law makers to please reconsider the jargon in this hideus bill. It might as well read: Mexicans get out and stop using up what's left of the free anything because now we need it all because we have jacked up our finances and we are having problems with taking care ourselves. Jefferson county is facing bankruptcy and if they file, I pray they find another source other than increasing the bills of those that had absolutly no say so in how the money was being spent, make the commisioners pay. All of them. Not the residence and citizens thereof. Ijs.

I urge lawmakers to go back and do some research on slavery, the civil rights era, Bull C. and Christianity. This will help better the relationship between those who were forced to come here versus those that came illegally and at will. There is a difference but there should be no difference when it comes to basic civil rights.

There's got to be a better way to help control the illegal immigration population other than targeting Mexican, the hard workers that yes, do jobs for less than the American would refuse to accept. Somebody's got to do it or as of Wednesday we saw the consequences.

Can we all just get along and do what's right for those humans just as we?

It must sound difficult but it's not impossible if we try. I hope Mr. Bentley Bull is touched by the spirit and realizes how important it is for this state to revive from this and move forward.

Vote No 4 BS 56

Despite the Massive WInds

by Kanika A. Reese on 05/09/11

April 27, 2011, where were you? Were you in Alabama? Were you in Birmingham? Were you at work? Were you at home? Were you glued to a tv?  Were you driving around? Were you going about your day as if there were no massive storm brewing? Those here know exactly the answer and we all have our different stories to tell and they're being told.

Now the Mississippi River is about to crest and before that Japan and the nuclear disaster, of which the updates are becoming fewer by the second. Before that was the earthquake in Haiti and the Tsunami in Indonesia. I'm not the AP but I do try my best to keep up with what's going on around me, locally, nationally and beyond. We affected just try to keep moving on.

Alabama, may God pray for us all. For we were already heading in the wrong direction with several here still unemployed or underemployed and still we stand. May God bless all of those who lost their lives. We all have our own stories. Lots of us are still alive. We continue to spread the joy of helping a neighbor in their time of need. For me, as probably with most, we know or we were personally affected in a major way.

On that day things changed. The day before that was just an ordinary day. Today is different and so shall the rest of our days that each of us have on this earth. May we not allow negativity to control our concept of having to start anew. So what if we have to detour our routes to get to where we're going. The people of the south are resilient and again shall prevail.

No matter what you've heard or seen on tv about Birmingham, I know that since April 27, 2011 things have changed here in the south and a pleasant change it is. Must we not dwell but triumph from a disaster of which was totally out of our hands and be thankful for the things we do have.

Birmingham especially, our history runs deep and as such it reads, we are a strong people who help one another. Let's not discontinue our efforts by giving up before we finish. Why? Because we don’t have to. No one cares as much about ourselves as we do. Let's do it.

I love you all! Remember, we can’t help everybody but we can help somebody.

Kanika A. Reese

The Matchless Novelist

 

 

New Year's Resolutions = Total Procrastination

by Kanika A. Reese on 12/28/10

I was asked recently, "Kanika, what's your New Year's resolution?"

My response was simple.

"Not to ever make another New Year's resolution."

Of course I was given a weird look and was told that everybody had a New Year's resolution.

"There's got to be something in 2011 that you want to change or do differently for yourself." I was told.

"Of course there is. I just dont wait until January 1st to start them." I replied with a smile.

To make a long story short, I just don't believe that one has to wait for a specific date in order to make changes that could very well start today. In essence it's called procrastinaton; putting off until tomorrow what you can do today is actually a waste of precious time of which you can never get back.

I'm not implying that people shouln't set goals for themselves. Goals take lots of planning and thought. You just dont have to wait until January 1st. Next thing you know December 31st would have rolled around again just for you to say what you should have, could have or would have done. When a situation occurs where you can learn or improve your life, seize the moment. Get right on it.

Time is precious and we were all put on this earth for a reason. So please, dont wait until January 1st to loose weight and get healthy, find a new job, take a vacation, tell someone you're sorry or that you love them or maybe finally get your finances in order. Start now. Don't procrastinate. No excuses. Be all that you are supposed to be.

Just one more example:

"Ms. Johnson, you've gained 15lbs since the last time I saw you. That was a little over six weeks ago. If you don't loose at least 10 lbs by our next visit your blood work could possibly show positive for diabetes. I'll see you after the 1st of the year." The doctor said.

"Sure thing Doctor. I'm gonna loose all of this weight. Just wait and see."

"Okay Ms. Johnson, I'll see you then."

January 12th rolls around and you're now at the doctor for your check up. The only thing you can seem to remember is, "Ms. Johnson, you have diabetes."

 

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