Impilo Family Practice

02/12/2025

02/12/2025

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02/12/2025

The Hippo is the most dangerous animal, killing more people than any other animal.

01/12/2025

Getting older isn’t something to fear, it’s something to honor.
It doesn’t take away your beauty, your worth, or your spark.
If anything, it reveals who you truly are beneath all the noise.

Each passing year doesn’t diminish you, it shapes you.
It softens what needs softening, strengthens what needs strengthening,
and teaches you to release the things that were never yours to hold, the need to impress, to fit in, to be everything for everyone.

What remains is the truest version of you:
a person built from lived experiences, quiet wisdom, compassion, and resilience.

The lines on your face aren’t marks of aging —
they’re stories of every smile, every tear, every moment that shaped your heart.
The gray strands in your hair aren’t dull —
they’re a shining crown, proof that you’ve lived fully and bravely.

Growing older teaches you to love more deeply,
to speak more honestly,
to cherish what matters and let go of what doesn’t.

It doesn’t make you less significant —
it makes you richer, wiser, and more extraordinary.

So welcome each new year with gratitude instead of fear, for the chance to expand, to evolve,
and to continue becoming the most powerful version of yourself.

( ✍️ Greta Dsouza )

Art : Lexica

01/12/2025

2022: This is where my heart was lost.... God willing, next year 🙏

30/11/2025

9 years ago we opened the doors to our new adventure. Thank you to my amazing team!!! Thank you to all our patients for your patience😜😘.

30/11/2025

29/11/2025

Just listen to Sound of Silence, the Disturbed version. Really pay attention to the words. Very much our world today.
The Sound Of Silence"
Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools," said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence."

29/11/2025

The wind in Cape Town😜😂

29/11/2025

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"Love a soft person.

The kind whose heart breaks over puppies and injured children.

Someone who cries over sad endings to movies and feels deep joy over happy ones.

The sort of person who is told they are overly-sensitive because they have a more fragile,
easily wounded heart.

(Yet soft people will always find a reason to smile,
no matter how unhappy things are.)

Love a soft person.
A human being who always has a kind smile for everyone,
even when they do not get a smile back in return.

Someone whose heart breaks over the condition of this world.
Someone who always has a gentle word for those who have received the worst news they could in that moment.

Protect a soft person.

These kind of people are becoming endangered with words like ‘toughen up’ and ‘you’re so naïve’ and ‘they’re going to take advantage of you’.

Be a soft person.

Be a cushion in a world full of rocks and hard places.
Be a gentle soul where everyone else is jaded.
Be that person.

Because people like that are rarer and more precious than the rarest of jewels in this world."

🖊Author|Nikita Gill (An excerpt)

🎨Artist: Lisa Aisato