Hold On… This too will pass


Why do we love the highest and the fastest? Why do we love (high)speed?
In abundance are fast foods, speed boats, jets, fast internet(at least ideally), even divorce rates are high(sadly enough).
Anyway, why? Doesn’t it run the ‘tommy’? Or cause havocs? (… or is it not the reason for some of the ‘earth quakes’ or ‘tsunamis’?)

Well, why can’t we forget that this world just seems to be on a speed to somewhere( its end obviously!) and just relax, and enjoy the present(before it’s gone)?. Okay, maybe not forget but a plan to consciously enjoy our current states(status) is a good idea( I think so!).

So, while planning for the future, remember that today is the future that you planned for yesterday.
Remember that your spouse is still new(unless you’re expecting another) and your children still fresh.
Remember that this is where you prayed to be several years ago (just look back and you’d realise that).

And… That the clock actually ticks to help us count(or no?)…

Well, today too will (surely)pass but are you even living in it or are you already in tomorrow or 2015?
Let death not remind us of the goodness of living, let life do… And life is all around us- the sky, the sun, the smiles, the neighbours…

Warning: it will soon pass, so make it count!


Abduction Made Easy


Social media has become a weakness to (a lot of) people. BBM, Whatsapp, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram etc has made stalking easier. Nothing is left when I have it all thrown at my face EVERYOTHER minute after all.

Maybe curiosity helps me link things appropriately but if I really decide to start out a journal/diary of some of my ‘friends’ on the social networks, let’s say I could make money dishing out their ‘privacies’. (Oh sorry, I may not excel anymore in it seeing that you just need to become their ‘friends’ to know that which I already know.)

You don’t still get it? “abuja loading: arik Lagos 8:45am” “heathrow airport: waiting for Uncle Peter” “NYSC calling: 2020 batch A things” “beach things: my boo is the ish” “my besties wedding: weekend out of town” “maga falling: this chief can mumu eh” “2shot’s brother just asked me out” !!!
Then the pictures? All revealing! Properly organised to tell the story well!

Can it be because of excitement? Reminds me of how people choose (not) to reveal their ‘personal’ body parts when dressing up (: another day’s topic).
Infact, a rich biography can be easily written off these people without stress.

Creations of God, I think that God blessed you with that “Philosophy and Logic” compulsory university GST course for times like this( Oh! you are yet to take the course? Then you’re forgiven for being underage).
Play it smart (if you must). For God’s sake, the world is evil (or no?) and if I know that you are travelling to ‘Borno’ with your family for the first time and have your itinerary, I could set-up the BH crew on you. You get the point?

Or you think it’s none of my business? Sorry, it’s already in my way. Should I leave the social media? Sorry, it doesn’t belong to you. I should ‘unfriend’ myself? Sorry, I need you for times like this ( I’m really sorry!).

To continue, I have to point out that I’m running on a parallel line with people that have set out to INTELLIGENTLY enrich others with their life experiences. That is, those brothers, sisters and couples that share their life experiences to help others make (un)healthy choices. Infact, people like this are one of the reasons I get better in life (God bless you!) .

I’m referring to (im)mature people that out of ‘unexplained’ reasons continuously spread their ‘privacies’ out on social media. No! They don’t plan on helping you with any experiences. They just feel that the world has suddenly become too small to live in, so why not take it to the social media? It would only cost them a good internet anyway (my random guess!).

Dear sister and brother of the internet(in this category), it is true that you spice up the social media with your ‘close-up’ updates; you should also know some other truths.
We use you as a case-study when referring to how the social media has negatively affected us.
We don’t need to carry out further investigation on you when the need arises as everything we could need is already on the internet.
We hardly care about how your private life is treated because they are already out in.
We can’t grant you that prolific interview you desire because what we need is already ‘on space’.
Above all, we ‘fear’ for your children and love you so much not to let you continue in this light( or darkness).

Please allow us sweat it out a little before we get some ‘close-up’ info from you. We could part with good cash even.
What do you think?

NB: we’re praying for you!!!

Girls On The Friend Zone

Contrary to popular opinion, the friend/home-girl/family friend zone can be a cool place to be (summarised definition: I appreciate you JUST as a BUDDY). *Somehow, I have gotten used to this zone that I resume in it before I’m even ‘asked’ to (hang on for the benefits).

Example? A family friend once admired my female friend and I asked him why I never got such flattery from him. His reply? I respect your strong character etc (he just doesn’t see me in that light). Don’t pity me, I said it’s cool remember? Okay.

You learn to be strong. Guys here don’t just whine to you on how they’re hurt by their babes but also how they’re stabbed in the back by their men. Gossip? No way! Solid life lessons? Noted!
You get on the panel. You learn about and scrutinise and give your two cents on some of his life decisions- career, wife, house etc(not a joke!).
You get the buddy advantage. Like ‘adding your mouth’ when he’s cooking or shopping for the guys is a regular. And because he actually asks what you’d really like, there’s no fear of ‘bringing in’ below standard.
He’s your man or ‘manest man’. He doesn’t form for you at all. There’s no reason to. So? You get to study him like a book. Why? Erm, for future purposes. Like? ‘Betting a deal’- you can actually win loads of money from this (winks).
You get to air your views. If you think guys stink, here’s your golden opportunity to say it without hurting him. What if he’s really cute? Say it, he’d probably not believe you anyway.
You need a ride to somewhere? He’d take you mostly when you’ve given him money for petrol AND you’d get the say of which babe shouldn’t be picked on the way.
You can leave when you want to. As in you can ‘tune off’ whenever and he won’t take it personal.
You learn to friend zone also (Good or bad? Depends!).
Most importantly, when you think he’d end up in hell because of his lifestyle, maximise the opportunity and preach Jesus to him (he’d accept it as a buddy’s help after all).

You could start to ‘fall’ for him and he MAY never look your way. Hang on! You’re stronger than this. Remember you can actually say it to him and he still won’t believe you BUT a problem shared is half problem solved (you get?).
When you try to fight him physically, he’d fight back(not out of violence though) and not sulk (‘tiz a good thing)!
He has also seen you finish so he can tell you whatever, like he tells his guys and may even recommend you to his ‘appropriate’ male buddies (if you’ve won his heart = irony)

Oh yes! The zone could be all you’re used to. So? You’d have to learn by another means how to ‘carry’ yourself to be properly ‘pursued’ by a man (*hard!).
You could ‘know guys finish’ that anything more than friends would not please you anymore (leave this zone before that happens!).
Should two of you fall for each other, the forming stage of the relationship is already erased or it will appear very mechanical.

You see a guy’s non-sentimental side of life. This can be very useful in your career and life at large.

Continue to be yourself. Don’t form hard man or baby girl. Just flow with whom you are.
Enjoy this zone because it is actually a very good one and continues into marriage(hope I’m right though).

End note: this could be continued BUT what do you think thus far? Kindly leave a comment.

What in God’s name is this?


Ann: Sorry, but it’s inclusive in your deal.
Ben: But I didn’t order that!
Ann: Seriously?
Ben: Really, I just needed the mosquito net…
Ann: (Sighs) It functions as that too… preventing dust, wind, insects, direct heat are all in the uses of a window net

We really do forgo the other uses of a thing when we restrict ourselves to one function. It may not be a window net, it may be a talent, a gift, a strength, an idea or whatever. It helps that we discover what more our ‘deal’ covers- it could really be more than our thoughts and imaginations can hold.
God is not a thing but we also put him in a box…(Sadly enough).
Love is far more than what we think but we limit it to feelings…(As wrong as it is).

The point is ‘(not) perishing because of lack of knowledge’…

In other news, this babe of mine ‘was +1’ on the 11th (catch her pic down the page).
Nma is one of those once in a lifetime beings that leave an indelible mark in your life! She gives you that warm embrace you don’t forget in a hurry.
I’m thankful that you graced my adolescent and teenage years(the gossip and food inclusive…yippee!). I do not forget those sumptuous ‘Ofe Oweres'(Owerri soup) at your house.
Nne, I celebrate you for all you’ve been and more to come!
(Don’t worry your prince charming or is it knight in shinning armour now is very close- WATCH OUT)…

I also celebrate you reading this… Thanks for stopping by… This site is nothing without you… Thanks!

A Woman’s Day!

Okay! Just replace the ‘women’ with my name and that reflects me for the ‘best part’ of today. whew!

Exactly yesterday night, I finished a writing project that I had started since the second of January, so basically, whether I was on it or just thinking about it, it ranked high in my daily ‘TO-DOs’… And kept me busy everyday!
I’m about to start another one… but before then, I feel the need to do something else that is not writing. I try my hands on different things but they do not just satisfy my soul.

So WALLAH! I’m crying from within- I don’t know what I want but I want it now!

I’m reflecting and I have realised what was wrong- I expected today to roll like the other ‘project days’, forgetting it was different and had other things in stock for me. I was feeling ‘high’ with getting busy that I forgot to do what my spirit NEEDED to do for the day!

I am glad my day has gotten better and I now know what I needed to do (and I’m on it already).

But because you’re not here to read about my ‘boring’ day (that is not even exhaustive in its description), LEARN to take a break and find out what stuff your soul/spirit/body really needs and feed it with those to avoid ‘junk’- this is what I brought you here to learn ( and you had to indulge me as I couldn’t have said only this in one whole page … So, thanks!).

By the way, don’t forget to replace my name once again with what is actually on the picture(or whatever else you like) BECAUSE that wasn’t the best part of my day finally (LOL)…

If you’ve read to this point then why not know what the best part of my day was?

Simple- remembering my family, friends and acquaintances and praying for them.
What a good day!

Say Hello to Helen!

Before you say Hello to her, please meet my pretty cousin, Osy(Pic above)… Isn’t she lovely for a teenager!!!
Okay. This beauty isn’t just physical, infact, her heart is golden. Her birthday was on the 13th; so why not celebrate the damsel?
So, a shout out to an industrious, highly creative, innovative and precious teen! I’m glad to be related to you!
And I learn a lot from you…
love love love

Also, Ebii! (Please, she’s not Helen!).

There are some angels that God just arranges specially for me and she tops my list. How can one meet another and in a few weeks, bond and laugh and disagree and still bond again with her if she wasn’t sent by God?

I celebrate you for all those special ‘Lasgidi’ paroles. You made them worthwhile. And I am screaming from this mountain top (like Martin Luther King Jnr), OUT OF SITE AIINT OUT OF HEART! AND I AM NOT READY TO FORGET YOU!
(*she’s the pretty face down with goggles!)

And now, Helen!
Chioma, abeg!(LOL)

Today is your birthday and not being ‘boxed up’ yet, I give you this gift of words. This my cousin is precious to me. She was like a twin to me at some childhood moments; sharing clothes, gossip, sweets and biscuits, fights and even measles (lol).

It’s all well now and we’re all grown up ( we still ‘rap’ like that anyway!)

So, a shout out to this God loving, trendy super model of a cousin. And a BIG HAPPY BIRTHDAY to you!

(I’m still older than you though!!!)

We sure have beauty built into our blood!
Love you!

(Catch her ‘awesomeness’ down the page)

Important: This is part of my decisions to celebrate those that mean a lot to me. So if after reading this and you feel persuaded to reward me ‘kindly’, DO NOT hesitate!

hugs, kisses and more hugs

The Things We Actually Miss

A lot of times, I am not corrected of a wrong because it is assumed I should know better. Sometimes, when I share my weaknesses, it serves as a disappointment.

Other times I’m considered inadequate to perform a task or appropriate for a debased assignment.
So I ask, when did I stop being human? When did I stop acting like one? Or is it totally not a fault of mine? Did people suddenly start having illusions of me? Have I become a god or an animal?

I know of doctors who should be helped by news men, health wise, but miss it because ‘they should know better’. I know pastors that need to be corrected in love but miss out because ‘they are the lord’s anointed’. I know stars who are let to rot in pride when they should be taught a thing or two about loyalty and humility. Even servants are used and not appreciated. Whose fault are these?

If I don’t address you as ‘Revd Dr’ is it an offence? If I dine with my servants am I crazy? If I laugh with my students am I foolish? If I dream to be great am I greedy?
Am I not being cautioned for a wrong because I’m a sister in the lord whom only the lord speaks to. Am I insulted because I only sweep the roads every morning?
Or don’t I dress well enough? Or speak well enough? Can’t I ever go wrong? Are my errors mistaken for a trend?

I was trained to avoid peer pressure. I was shaped to fit into the society.

It seems peer pressure doesn’t end with adolescence. It’s obvious the society often changes its values. So…

I’m breaking out. I’m thinking hard. I’m being me. I’m learning. I’m failing. I’m being the best with each opportunity.

Disclaimer: this is not the story of my life!!!