The meaning behind the name:
According to Philippine mythology, there once lived a tribal princess named Princess Urduja. She was a warrior who fought amongst men.
And not only was she strong, she was also very beautiful. So beautiful that in order to choose one suitor from the many, she decided that the only man who was worthy of her was a man who could defeat her in battle.
She wanted a man who was strong enough for her, who could uphold her.
However, there was no man who could match her skills and strength, and died unmarried but independent.
I feel her story encompasses my struggles as a woman in a man's world. As well as the fact that my name is in her name: Urduja
- Anonymous asked how I did this coloring, so here’s a run through of how to get from the image on the left to the image on the right.
- Sorry for my bad english, i don’t write very well, because i’m brazilian, and i know only the basic english. I hope you understand the tutorial.
The head of a company survived 9/11 because
His son started kindergarten.
Another fellow was alive because it was
His turn to bring donuts.
One woman was late because her
Alarm clock didn’t go off in time.
One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike
Because of an auto accident.
One of them
Missed his bus.
One spilled food on her clothes and had to take
Time to change.
Car wouldn’t start.
Get a taxi.
The one that struck me was the man
Who put on a new pair of shoes that morning,
Took the various means to get to work but before.
He got there, he developed a blister on his foot.
He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid.
That is why he is alive today..
Now when I am
Stuck in traffic,
Miss an elevator,
Turn back to answer a ringing telephone…
All the little things that annoy me,
I think to myself,
This is exactly where
I’m meant to be
At this very moment
I love the excitement and bewilderment that comes with a first kiss.
The whole process of being curious, then trying to muster up the courage to lean in a bit closer, and then finally discovering how he moves with you — his rhythm.
But what’s better is the excitement and bewilderment that comes after the first kiss.
The first time he holds your hand.
The first time he walks you to your door.
The first time he says, “I want to be with you.”
And when you say, “I do too.”