When I awoke to 2018 all I wanted was to go back to sleep. The following months were a disaster waiting to happen despite all efforts to make them better. I was failing woefully and not even with class. Until now...
It’s 2017 and feels like I got the memo when everyone’s already having a good time. For the first time since I started this blog I didn’t write a New Year post. I’ll tell you why, alongside the beautiful things that happened in 2016. My spiritual life became richer. I’ve always been an always-have-your-feet-on-the-ground kind … Continue reading Hello, I’m Alive! (and ten lessons learned)
If you had asked me what happiness meant a decade ago, my answer would have read: it’s finally coming home to good food and a warm bed. You see, I was in a boarding school that availed me only the basic luxuries—as basic as they could get. When I posed the same question to a … Continue reading Happiness Through The Hour-Glass
Do first impressions matter? A week ago I was walking home from work, down a busy Lagos street, exhausted and barely keeping the adrenaline pumping when I stopped to buy bread. Bread because I don't know how I'll survive in my house without it for a whole weekend. The woman was rude. That was my first … Continue reading On First Impressions and Seconds
The culture of a people is a practical demonstration of their identity. A loss of their cultural history often results in the kind of vulnerability that we witness in Africa today: a vulnerability that shows itself in our embarrassing efforts to acquire and display all things foreign...
It took staring at a leafless tree for days and struggling to still my hands from reaching for a camera to come to this; to realize how monotonous life is when we allow it. Wake up. Eat. Work. Sleep. And perhaps pull out our cameras and take a shot ever so often. It’s not difficult to … Continue reading Intricate
It was a starless night. The wind howled like a lone wolf outside and the little filtered by the mosquito net barring the window carried the promise of a heavy downpour. We gathered inside the tiny room housing two of us as was our ritual, were we would talk about everything and nothing in particular. A … Continue reading Shadows
For some time now I have told my friends how much of a hermit I've been. Well today I crawled out of the real-world cave, visited the internet and came upon a post on twitter. Now this post isn't something new, it's not even something fresh, but it brought to mind again a certain trend … Continue reading Saints. Sinners. Standards. Sex.
My new friend and I walked down the length of the University’s road in search of an ATM. It’s been less than 30 minutes after feeding on what was no doubt the most decent meal we’ve had in weeks—not decent because we couldn’t find anything to eat all these while, but because we could finally … Continue reading When It’s Never Enough
Man has three lives: one shared with the world, another known to the inner ring, and a third between himself and his maker. The first is the politically correct being, one that turns away censure, judgment and all things vile; the second is reserved for those we trust, whose lives intersect with ours by virtue … Continue reading Fifty Shades Of Whatever You Like
"Some of our biggest lessons come in beautifully wrapped little packages of experience." Those actions we perceive as insignificant often come power-packed with lessons we can apply everyday to ensure we have a richer more beautiful and beneficial life.
It’s a common belief in this part of the world—Africa—and certain religious circles—Hinduism and Buddhism—that the souls of loved ones who pass away reincarnate i.e. are reborn into this word. As a Christian, I am hard-pressed to disbelieve this, but some things happen that make me rethink my position. My dad is of the opinion … Continue reading Are You An Old Soul? (On Reincarnation And Spirituality)
I’m a reader, have been for as long as I can remember. One day I opened my really beautiful eyes (oh please check my picture) to behold a new world. It wasn’t one of amniotic fluid and echoes from mama’s vocal cords. I saw a brighter world. A noisier world without the natural filters I … Continue reading Dear Authors, Why Are Academic Texts So Boring?
Meet S. Fashionista, celebrity fan, movie maniac, business mogul, accountant, dancer, singer, selfie icon, pout queen, sulker, Gazelle. She owns more shoes and clothes than anyone I’ve ever known and packs a mean gaze for someone petite. Sometimes I’m jealous she has such a lively résumé, other times I really don’t care that she has … Continue reading Family Ties and the Feeling of Inadequacy
Last Saturday I bumped into Mr. M. He used to be a friend of the family, until a certain incident changed that. Surrounded by basins of beans, rice, crayfish and other food condiments, he peered so hard at the polythene bag gradually being filled with items of food I wondered if there were hieroglyphic inscriptions on … Continue reading Blotched