Now, this probably isn’t news to anyone, but A LOT has been going on in Nigeria lately as the year slowly comes to an end. Maybe it’s the “-ember” months myth in play here, I don’t know, but politicians are acting up (more than usual), people are losing their jobs, salaries are not being paid and someone is being robbed or kidnapped every other day, which is quite discomforting.
Personally, I’ve had my own share of challenges in November, and can’t say I’m sad to see the month go by. It’s been a rollercoaster of emotions, from being upset to Continue reading
“They” refer to our generation as the Indomie Generation. Instant gratification is the name of the game, with many of us wanting it all – success, money, sex, power, love and others – “now now” in our race against that imaginary clock that ticks away in the background. As for me, I can’t even front ’cause I have my guilty moments of indulging in the madness of it all. I’m a lot more patient than I used to be undoubtedly – Baba God has trained me well – but every now and again, waiting for stuff to happen in this my so-called race just seems long. “I want to fly, Mama Bird,” knowing fully well that my wings are half formed and there’s still so much to be done.
We all know what happens to birds that leave the nest too soon.
Now I promise you I’m not losing it… Continue reading
I recently submitted an article to an online magazine called Use Your Difference (UYD) weeks ago as the third installment of The Purpose Monologues (TPM), an informal column of mine there. Gotten straight out of my “notes to self!” journal, the points fleshed out are life lessons I’ve been trying to swallow for quite some time. Success in this area has been good so far, but there’s definitely room for improvement.
Sidenote: The honest truth is “they” never told us how complicated life truly is when we were kids. But then again, we probably wouldn’t have believed them if they did.