RONY BROWN'S SERIALS

How many times have tomorrow turned into never. Publish a new book tomorrow turned into maybe next year. And go on a trip turned into when I have enough money. So many times we have waited for the circumstances to be perfect or at least close enough to perfect to do something. Some get that opportunity. But for many others, waiting for perfect circumstances means waiting forever. So if they won't give you what you deserve and what you have clearly earned, then it may just be time to go get it. I am going to publish my first book with zero cedis in my pocket because that is just the kind of person I am. I will go on that life changing trip with just a few hundred dollars in my account. I will do it now even though my circumstances are not so favourable. And despite the odds that are stacked against me I will overcome because I am made of much more that my mind can fathom. And so are you. You are so much more. Carpe diem folks.

We all make mistakes. I have made my fair share of them. Sometimes I wish I could say that I always learned my lessons. Some mistakes we repeat once or twice. Others become habits. We wish we were strong enough break from the chains. I believe someday, we will be. #RonySerials

We may have started out at the same time. And we may all be trying to get to the same destination. But there is no rush in getting there. Allow me take my own path And when we get there, And yes, we will get there We are not going to be the same people The same people who took those steps at the starting line But we will get there.

Trafficked PART 5- THE PROMISE OF DARKER STILL There is one thing in the land of the living that can be compared to the hopelessness of being dead. And no, it is not sleep.  Wise people have often been fond of saying that if one wants to know death he or she should look at sleep. Obviously those wise people have not experienced having their  eyes open, their will taken from them only to be controlled by those who stand against everything they have ever stood for. And as these thoughts plagued Amina, she embraced them. Death is better . She would not think of the what-next. No. My reality must be what hell feels like.  She thought that maybe she could give herself a break for getting her sister killed. Back then, she had thought that it was the best option. But finding comfort in the arms of the man who all but actually put his hands around Fati’s neck to snuff out her life? That... she believed, that was twisted, evil; she very well deserved the fate that will come