You know that feeling when you’ve been walking for ages, only to realise you’re at the wrong location—and now have to walk that same long distance again, but in the opposite direction?
That’s the “What Da xxxx” moment.
🚶♂️ The Long Way Round
Looking back, those moments were a blessing for my legs, my belly—trust me, I’m no belly dancer, though I wish I were—and even for my mind. At the time, though, there may have been a bit of steam coming out of it.
Today, just thinking about walking around a large supermarket is enough to irritate me. The thought process usually goes something like this:
“Are you an idiot? Why waste your time when you could just Uber it from the comfort of your own home?”
I’m currently a recovering coffee addict. Uber will likely be next.
🕰️ The Iron Era
Those delayed-gratification days remind me of what I call the Iron Era. It feels so long ago that even mentioning it sounds almost mythical.
My mum is from the Baby Boomer generation, and when she eats dessert, she still leaves a big piece behind. Her self-discipline is comparable to iron steel.
I’ve never managed to break her—get her to finish her plate. Instead, I’m always there, ready to “help out.” Cleaning up is one of my stronger traits.
⚡ Instant Gratification, Instant Everything
We now live in a world of instant gratification—one that grows more tempting by the day. This is the environment in which we’re raising the next generation.
So when you see children battering their parents over a device, you know the battle is already lost. These impulsive little creatures will one day run the world—with little care for their brethren.
I’d like to believe they’ll at least care for their parents. But Eminem already wrote a hit song in the millenium era about dissing his mother. If you didn’t own the album, chances are you still bobbed your head to it.
🌱 A Quiet Resistance
Let’s not sink into despair or give up on the future.
My writing isn’t about comfort. It’s about sparking ideas, ruffling feathers, and—God willing—causing a chain reaction of good.
I don’t want lazy readers. And if you’re reading this, you’ve already chosen not to take the easy route—so well done.
🙏 Well Done
This is my well done to every mother, father, husband, wife, son, daughter, honest shopkeeper, and bookkeeper.
To all those who’ve sacrificed time, money, and independence to do the right thing.
Well done for not cheating yourself out of the ultimate reward:
a clear conscience with a clean slate—forever rewarding.
Uma Love
Thanks for reading — stay unconventional.
About the Author
I’m a writer exploring faith, modern chaos, and the path less taken. I believe stories change lives — even if it’s just one reader at a time.
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