Saturday, 5 September 2015

RECLASSIFY YOUR FRIENDS



Just like it takes two to tango, friendship too is a two way thing. 
According to Judith Viorst, we have other kinds of friends like-

CONVENIENCE FRIENDS- we do not know much about them. They are ACQUAINTANCES we call friends. We relate with them out of convenience like our Facebook friends, and other social network friends, lodge-mates, school mates and neighbours.

CLOSE FRIENDS- we reveal our private selves to them. They contribute to our personal growth. Distance could make you lose them. They are your friends due to proximity and communication. They could be your classmates, workmates, or playmates.

SPECIAL INTEREST FRIENDS- we share same goals with them at a particular time. This friendship does not last. Example FFF- friends for food, weight-loss partner, job hunting partner, admission seeking friends, clubbing friends.


HISTORICAL FRIENDS- we share similar pasts like when you first fell a teeth, when you were living in a public house, when you first lost your vee and stuffs like that.you are still intimate as the days go by. They are SISTERS WITHOUT SIBLING RIVALRY. When you meet them after a long time, it feels like you have been there all along.

CROSSROAD FRIENDS- they are powerful friends we meet at a very crucial point in our lives like delivery/birth time, picnic friends, etc.. We keep in touch through calls, texts and letters


CROSS GENERATIONAL FRIENDS- this is a lovely kind of friendship that involves people from different age groups, like the bond between mother and child, aged and teenager, senior and junior. This kind of friendship permits the share and exchange of wisdom and knowledge


PART OF A COUPLE FRIENDS- they are reluctant friends. We can do without them. They are there due to circumstances like marriage. When your husband's friends' wives have to be your friend.


MEN WHO ARE FRIENDS- they are friends who are closer than our boyfriends or husbands. They are total inevitable.


MEDIUM FRIENDS- we can tell our medium friends that you are hungry


PRETTY GOOD FRIENDS- we can tell them we are broke that is why we can not feed.


VERY Good FRIENDS- we can explain the extend of our brokenness.


BEST OF FRIENDS- bares their souls to themselves like toddlers, letting themselves into each other.
Friendship is defined by our level of intimacy. I cannot but shed tears when a close friend suddenly becomes a convenience friend... But we still cannot make old friends.
I love my friends... All of the types. Where do you fall in???

Thursday, 3 September 2015

TIME TO CLASSIFY YOUR FRIENDS...

The HOLY BIBLE says a friend sticketh closer than a sister, while in a real world, friendship has to do with sacrifices. 
According to Amarachi Chukwunyere, (2012); "there must exist a fool in every friendship." hmm! Now that is deep! Survey your friendship and find out your role. Are you the fool or the wise? Lol! Lest I forget. It is the fool that keeps a friendship stronger because two wise men can never make a strong bond. It would never last. “Over sabi” go kill them. If your relationship just got weak overtime, just know that the fool only got wiser...
Another category of friendship is the Old friends and the new friends. We make new friends everyday but "we can't make old friends" Dolly Parton. 
Old friends are always the best. Our first friends are the best of them all.
This article is too long... I will continue in the next post. Hehehe. So are you the fool in your relationship? Are u missing someone who you imagine does not miss you back... this is the only reason. You are either the fool or the person is

WHY YOUR SON ACTS THE WAY HE DOES

I am very sure that you have been worried sick over his elicit and unobtrusive behaviour of recent.
 Here is the bitter truth, you just recreated a schizoid son.
You have indirectly created this social self in him;
a recognition of himself based only on what you have instilled in him.
You have carved a super-ego in him that mandates him to conform to the family standards.
You have given him a direct blow on his self-esteem.
You have abused him and compared him with his mates because you find him not good enough (comparison is a thief of joy- Theodore Roosevelt)
You have incessantly shown him derogatory attitudes and asperity because of his one mistake
And you expect him not to withdraw into his shell and lock up.
You show an open preference for his siblings and expect him not to undermine his security and double his efforts to outshine them?
As a result, he has developed this masochistic trends and you are worried
He does not depend on you now any more but on others - his peer group (your thought exactly)

And you think ' so what's new in the whiskey business?'
Come on! Resist the use of such blunt and incendiary words. They are alive and highly inflammatory. Use prayers and love on him before you irrevocably have for yourself, a narcissistic son incapable of loving either himself or anyone else.

Monday, 8 June 2015

THE ROLE OF THE YOUTH IN IMPROVING NIGERIA’S EDUCATIONAL SECTOR

That we can do a great deal for the sorry state of Nigerian education with more money is generally accepted. Which would go a long way in increasing the salary of teachers; reducing class size by ten (10%) percent, or increasing the number of teachers by the same percentage. But the occasional visitor to the Nigerian schools would note some changes that would cost much less, nothing at all, or even save money – and yet would improve at least the educational environment in Nigerian schools, should the youth be seen as empowered as objects of change and development needed in the educational sector.
                Youth comes with vitality and strength. One cannot mention development without mentioning the young vibrate youth; because they are the backbone of every society. According to the United Nations; youth is time between childhood and adulthood. And the process called youth are within the age bracket of fifteen (15) – twenty five (25) years of age.
                The prominent role the youth has to play in the educational sector in Nigeria cannot be over-emphasized, as the youth also include secondary school students and the university graduates and undergraduates like myself. We do not have to wait on the government to provide us with the necessary infrastructures before the change we need in the educational sector is seen. And the journey to this epoch transformation begins with self.
                We have to play our own role in the educational sector as we have become privileged to attend school. All tanks to the white men who brought in education and our parents who have supported the idea. It is one thing to be in school and it is another thing to pass through it.
Like an adage says “what is worth doing, is worth doing well”. Education is good, but having a sound education is awesome. Therefore, the only way to have an awesome education is to graduate with good results which only can be attained by studying. Most students in our present generation prefer every other activity in school except the sole aim of schooling which is to study. We cannot be called scholars if we do not study; even the Bible advises that we should study to show ourselves approved.
If Wole Soyinka, Chimamanda Adichie and the Late Chinua Achebe did not study in the young days of their youth, they would not have attained the insurmountable heights they have attained today.
Unlike the scholars of those days, the youth like myself cannot even say my times table off hand  without consulting the back cover of my 60 (sixty) leaves exercise book or my calculator, we cannot even spell and write words correctly without referring to our dictionaries or our personal computers like handsets and IPads. We now prefer to study on the net which could divert our minds to some pornographic contents or even expose us to misinformed articles written by hunger authors and worst of all damage our precious sight due to the constant exposure of harmful rays from the computer/digital device screen; instead of study in a well-equipped and conducive library like the Professors Kenneth Dike’s library in school, which has helped a lot of students with their research and assignment.
                The youth see to the welfare of their fellow youth in school. Through their participation in the students’ Union Government, the needs of some less privileged youth have been met. The Union’s leader like Comrade Noble Eyisi in Nnamdi Azikiwe University here, has added seeing to our welfare through the reduction of the bus fare inside the school and the failed reduction of the food price. Even the Executives like the amiable secretary General Comrade Arinze has helped improved to an extent the educational sector through his intellectual competition on hold today.
                This should be an eye-opener to certain youth on campus whose family wealth or personal wealth have become an avenue to commit atrocities in school by joining cultism and spending extravagantly in club houses and food joints on their fellow youth instead of sponsoring intellectual contests in their various department and facilities with some money.
With the experience of youth outside the walls of the school, they make good academic contributions. There is no much formalities about education, because we receive education everywhere. We get education through socialization in schools, homes, churches, markets and gatherings. In as much as social life can distract a student from his studies, students who are opportune to work, while in school, due to some financial problems or personal reasons work harder to meet up with his/her academic needs and still perform better in the course he/she is studying. In addition to that, their experiences in their place of work, especially, works relating to their choice of course like a student of Banking and Finance working in the bank, serves as a bonus to the student as he has been exposed to the practical aspect of the course, unlike the students, who study strictly without working. To prevent distractions, students who work should try hard to create a balance between studies and work.
The value system of youths goes a long way in improving the academic system too. Late Chinua Achebe, a popular literature explained in his book “There Was A Country”, the high value of education in his generation. He had gotten admission into two different universities from which he chose the one that best suited him. Back then, educated people were highly revered. Now, the reverse is the case; many students just come to school without gaining the necessary knowledge. It is also important for youths to know that no discipline is higher than the other, and if by peradventure we feel ours is simpler than professional courses, we might as well come out with a first class or second class upper in the so called inferior course to obtain certificates and go away. That is why the cases of exam malpractice and corruption in the educational sector have increased rapidly.
The baton is in our hand; it’s high time we arose and said no to cheating and sorting. Its time we have a positive attitude towards learning. It is time we valued the knowledge we acquire in school, not the paper “certificate” we’ll obtain in the end. It is also important to note that lecturers who fall into the youth age bracket can go a long way in encouraging the right value system by saying no to sorting and cheating and by encouraging hard work by giving students’ scores due to them.
The youth should beat the parents’ choice, especially in terms of course and university choice. The aim of man is to achieve comfort and peace of mind. This means that when we follow others’ choice, we may end up being uncomfortable and disturbed for the rest of our lives. Most youths follow their parental choice of course and school which has left a billion graduates in Nigeria jobless and a graduate of a particular course like law doing music in the society like Charly Boy and Chimamanda Adichie who against the choice of their parents to study medicine has become a prolific writer today. She made her choice and she has peace of mind. Now, it is up to the youth to rise up to the occasion and say No to parental choices that affects our passion and talent. It would have been disastrous for me if my parents had forced me to study medicine when I am crazy about fine and Applied Arts.
                I strongly believe that when the youth make the desired right choice of discipline, I believe they will become better, attend lectures and participate actively in school without following shortcuts and being nonchalant about the goings on the school because their dreams have been dashed.

                                                                                                            OSINACHI OKAFOR

Friday, 5 June 2015

THE PERFECT CRUSH

Oh! What novelty to a brand life
What asperity to a crude and yet so tender,a youthful exuberance
And so great a naïvely response to that nature call
In a resounding silence, I respond
Not to the soothing of the soul
But to damage of an already sore heart 
I now regret, but I then did not
"Crush" that is what the dictionary calls it
Withstanding my resistance, he puts it upon himself to keep trying
Against all odds, he keeps night for this daisy
Waiting for the right time to pluck
Before a prying eyes picks
In his waiting, a flood drives him away
For him to find his daisy missing on return
"Life must go on" he painfully murmured
And go on, he did


But just as master karma would predict, the daisy came calling... it was wrong timing!

                         
    

Friday, 22 May 2015

Be Happy

Be Happy

                                                                               Kell Hills & Eneri ©2015

My saviour Not My Saviour


I longed for answered to my unanswered prayers...
Night after night, I cried my eyes out for my desires.
Day after day, I starved myself against my worthless cravings.
But...
When I thought all hope was lost,
When I have given up on myself,
That moment I dashed my dreams and burnt my inaccurate records,
That instant I made myself subject to my secret idol,
I was sent a helper!
The answer to my ceaseless prayers!

With a doubtful heart, I followed him; like a sheep led by its shepherd.

Occasionally, the goat in me would still show up and tell me how arrogant I am and remind me of what my frenemies think of me.

While trying to please my helper, I plaque my inner senses.
Even when I fail, he still sees my brink of success.
I cannot but call him my saviour, because that is what he really is.
He saved me from my lost self.
He is truly a saviour sent from My Saviour.

SOMEONE I MET (25/05/2014)

We all meet people every day.
In the mall, school, church and even in our homes.
Most of them are just casual, others important!
Many acquaintances, most we tag "friends".

Well, I met SOMEONE...
SOMEONE that made me go back to my long abandoned dictionary to check again the definition of a friend.

SOMEONE that affirmed the honesty of the Bible when it says "a friend sticks closer that a sister".

SOMEONE that came casually, but would not go the same, because I choose to retain him not as a lover though#.

Yes, HIM! That gender that can never be totally trusted.

Needless to say, He has given me a good reason to not just pick up my pen, but the courage never to drop it.

He has reviewed to me, just like mum always does, who I really am and could be.
He, who has shown me, not just the many ways to fish but countless fishes.
He just rekindled the little flame that seems invisible.
That burning desire to make all of my dreams come true.

SOMEONE who has been sowing countless seeds inside of me with his advices.
SOMEONE who believes in me and wants my numerous potentials not to waste.
Could he be God-sent?
Someone God has sent to lift me up from my obscurity?
Someone who has come to put an end to that state of anarchy raging deep within my soul since I lost my zeal
Or could he be a pretender trying to be a con man and an opportunist?

Whichever way... if his sown seeds bear fruits, that SOMEONE would be blessed to have made a thousand dead cells rise again!!!.

Monday, 18 May 2015

Grotesque

With faces wrinkled into the future
As though devoid of mother's love.
But as not being sure about the motion,
All blames has got to be on Mother Nature
For moving such a motion
In the creation of this creature
Who without a good stature
Tries to maintain perfect posture.

When You Are Loved


When you are loved…
You get what you earnestly request for
You are found in the midst of many at all times
You receive without ever asking
You draw people to yourself
You get favors returned happily to you
You widen your friend-zone
You make people around you smile at all times
You exchange ideas and not feedbacks
You celebrate
You have fun
You smile
You crave more
You act more
You relax more
You add more and
You gain more
And you have no other option than to Love back…
Love Remains The Ultimate!
                                      

The Soul Of An Artist (Joan)


With fierce balls of fire in his eyes,
 He takes up challenges like there is no tomorrow.
 Trying all in his power to touch
 everything relating to the arts. 
When unsuccessful in some, 
He picks up courage to work 
tirelessly in the less futile ones 
So as to not just stand out 
amongst his equals, but also 
to make them less vivid than himself. 
Thereby letting himself loose like a madman,
 unconsciously letting hold of all his emotions.
                                      

Saturday, 16 May 2015

CURIOSITY KILLS THE CAT!

Concealment makes a child dig
deeper than he should
opening up wounds
that would not hurt
if opened casually.
Sexual enlightenment
the solution to these ever-present
dangers.
ignorance lasts just for a jiffy
as books fall into their hands
they get to socialize
narrow their thoughts through movies
gets excited at his discoveries
their imagination corrupt
they turn sinners, while their parents
still think their child is a saint!
                                      

Monday, 11 May 2015

WHY MOST WOMEN AINT GETTING TO THE TOP

why would most women get to the top...
when couples prefer having a son than a daughter as a first or only child.
when ladies are given less viable positions in company, because it is assumed that they have less managerial skills than men due to their different upbringing.
when girls play the GOOD GIRL to be compensated with the LOVE OF A MAN.
when girls do not have to put on boy's clothes or behave like them, because they do not have what boys have.
when single ladies are considered HETEROSEXUAL FAILURES
when we give up our own names and assume that of our husbands' without any sense of loss.
when we only aspire to marriage with a wealthy man who would encourage us to ball and not to work.
when women are stuck with the cooking job because we are considered MEN WORSHIPPERS
when we get to the level of just ASST. THIS OR THAT should incase we take in and go on maternity leave.
when baby girls are adopted so she would not carry on the family line incase she does not live up to the family expectations
when men bank their sperm because they cannot be linked to future generations through the female offspring.
when challenging men's authority feels dangerous.
Osinachi's perspective

Saturday, 9 May 2015

SEXUAL ENLIGHTENMENT

"Do not hide anything... They will still find out!"
It was a Saturday morning, so i casually walked
into my sister's room to get it tidied up as usual,
while she was away in school. She had to leave
earlier than expected, because their class was to
go to Ogba zoo for an excursion that day.
As i stripped off her bed covers to launder, a
phone and several editions of PLAY BOY
magazines went down with the sheets.
With mouth agape, I picked up the phone that
caught my eyes amongst the heap on the floor.
Behold! It was a BLACKBERRY Z10- what no one
else in the house had. Not even mum. How could
she have acquired such an expensive piece?
Stealing was out of the question, because she
would not dare; nor did she buy it, because she
did not have that buoyant savings to acquire a
phone. She is only 13!
As I contemplated on what to do with my new
discovery, i surfed the phone, only to discover
some blue content and some serious profane
chats. I could not take it any more, so resorted to
reporting the case to our mother, who was
outside pruning the garden. I explained all I saw
to our mother and we exchanged our suspicions,
waiting impatiently for her return.
On 4.15pm after a late lunch, my sister was
already kneeling before a curious duo, explaining
in tears, how she got hold of the phone and
magazines.
Of course, her boyfriend in their secondary school
had given it to her.
My mother inquired if they went further to having
sex but she confessed that the advances ended in
kisses.
My mother just could not buy the story, as while
she thought her baby was still a saint, she has
gone really wild!
Mother did not know how to react to the
situation, as she blamed herself endlessly for not
giving us sexual orientation earlier? Like who
would have figured out that a 13 year old could
be this exposed? What a generation! That instant,
she sat us both down and gave us serious sexual
orientation. The next moment, we were on our
way to IMAGO CLINIC for a scrupulous virginity
test.

Monday, 23 March 2015

MIND THAT CONTROVERSY...

Just that everybody seem to like her does not mean she is miss popular.
That she hangs around guys more does not make her a flirt.

That she looks way too bigger than her age does not make her less a virgin.
That she is favored does not mean she does not deserve them good things.
That she is a smarty pant does not mean she knows all.
That she wins most times does not make her a perfectionist.
That she is a feminist does not mean she hates guys.
That she tries to look fit does not mean she does not have weight problem.
That she prefers to keep to herself does not make her a loner.
That she is antagonistic at times does not make her a sadistic.
That she is not sanctimonious does not mean she is not a born again.
Most times, we just have to pocket our mouths and work on ourselves, because that girl we consider controversial is not a bit controversial than we all are.

                                                        

Wednesday, 18 March 2015

BIG GIRLS***


L
iterally, I mean the BIG GIRLS, not the EVERY BODY'S SYNDROME for class groovy girls that don't cry or that can take care of themselves... But the girls with the BIG STATURE! 


Big girls look bigger than their real age.
 They look 24 when they are barely 18.
 They are always at the beck and call of nature's pranks and hormone tricks. 
Big girls wish to eat without adding weight, yet the reverse always takes effect. 
They count every calorie a dish offers but cannot count any calorie lost. 
Big girls take weight loss as a challenge, but lose hope when the challenge ironically makes them fatter. 
They diet more than every slender girl, yet they tend to fill up their jeans even quicker than the jeans slack, when their bodies adjust to the normal routine. 
Big girls seem to care little about themselves, but in truth, they care more about their future condition. 
Most people don't know this but; they are extremely worried about the frustration lines left behind by the angry stubborn fat they try to burn. 
They are pretty worried that they cannot look like the Victoria Secret Model they see on the label of their lingerie. 
They are sad that they cannot fit into swimsuits considered 'sexy' by the society. 
They are ever upset that they cannot look normal without much weight loss and dieting routines. 
They ask questions like; 'why can't I just be like my slim room-mate who eats all the Cheerios in the fridge without ever adding a pound?' 'Must I really GYM to lose weight?' 'Should I give up on junks when they are irresistibly delicious?’ Big Girls find it difficult to accept their fate. They never do. Not even BYPASS is an option, because that awful VORACIOUS appetite is sneaking around the corner and ever ready to invade the BIG GIRL'S territory, together with its footman-FAT!!!! Hahahahahaahahahah! FROM OSY... 
THUMBS UP TO ALL THE BIG GIRLS IN THE WORLD. THEY ARE TRULY THE MOST HARD WORKING!


                                      

POSITIVITY!



Now, this is the key to all closed doors; steel doors, corrugated iron doors, bullet-proof doors, marble
doors, hard wooden doors and all sorts of tough doors one could ever think of. Positivity was the key that opened the door of creation. It is the key that has brought innovations and techniques to the world that has turned it 2 a global village through science and technology. It is the torch to that dark tunnel that looks haunted and inaccessible. It is the eenergiser of all disconcerted spirits. Positivity is the antidote to all poisons; the salt of all meals; the light every darkness needs; a balm of all wounds. Though it requires more practise than words, it gives excellent result when combined with patience and perseverance.. No matter how vague and less vivid you situation looks, when positivity takes over, all myopia is corrected, and a better sense of belonging is built. Live a positive life; when things are good, it is wonderful: when they turn sour, it is experience!.                      

STRENGTH OF A BOOK

So strange how free and liberated I feel, when I cast all my burden, cares and worries on you. Very interesting to find out so many truths and mysteries, when I meticulously explore every part of you. How inspiring it is when I get closer to you on my boring days. How great it feels to have you around me always. It is too good to be true to know that you are endless; you have found a path with a Supreme Being that has made you immortal. I am so pleased to know you. You, who has become the mouth piece of the dumb, the deaf and the timid. You, who has seen great and record-breaking events that has occurred way too long before our forefathers were ever conceived. You, who has become much more important than any armaments ever fashioned. You, who has decided to fall right back in love with anyone who wants you badly...... I have never seen anyone as generous as you are, when it comes to sharing your love. What amazes me most is that you share it according to the passion each lover has for you. The world sees through you. This defected world uses you as a pair of glasses to correct their myopia. This dumb world hears through you. Though I acknowledge my love for you, sometimes I doubt it, because you make and mar. Through you; thousands of generations could be destroyed or even built to be scattered. You sit on a fence, which is why you allow evil and good to abide in you. The explicit world uses you; the occultist world makes you manipulate inquisitive souls into their folds. Spiritually sharpened eyes got blunt when they invade your explicit and vulgar arena... _Young and pure souls are lost. Homes are shattered_ you caused it all! Do you have any idea? My love, please, can you do me a favour by taking a stand? Not with the side that mars and destroys, but with the side that builds and corrects... THANK YOU

MIND MADE UP…




The moment of decision. The final step in judgement. The beginning of an end. A truce signed by ones body and soul. Breaking habits... Building morals... Drawing a thick conclusion like a mortician, mistakes are corrected, truths are unveiled. Just like a macerated soy, burdened hearts are freed. The distance is very far, but the first step to the journey must be taken. Wounds got to heal. No matter how long it takes, eternal patience still remains the ultimate in this game. In every risk is a cost that either leads to a glut or a bloom; yet everyone craves for the best. Taking chances to win a battle, successes are attained in the expense of others' happiness. Fulfilling dreams... Unfolding visions... Saying goodbye to turning tables and re branding a new way of life... Taking chances against all odds to avoid flaws. It is time to wiggle out of that tough situation... Time to repair all broken bridges and Time to take a life-changing drastic actions to make up for wasted times.


Monday, 16 March 2015

HOW TO BE THE PERFECT LISTENER

                            Friendship is the most important thing, the world has ever experienced. Yes without friendship, the existence of several parts of the world would have remained concealed, and most would go extinct.
Friendship led to effective communication and the urge to relate to the rest of humankind, which has led to the world being “a small village”… a global village. Just amongst individuals, little friendship arises to great friendship. It is very important for one to value the real essence of this beautiful gift nature has blessed us with.
It is also essential to know that friendship is a two way thing…”reciprocating” being the master-minder of every successful friendship.
Another is “listening”, which is the most neglected of all.
Listening is very important to take friendship to another level. Just imagine a relationship whereby your friend remembers every little detail about you that you might have mentioned in your discussions, intentionally or not. It would be quite so magical, that one could call the friend a mind reader.
Being a listener is quite simple. You could be the best friend you have ever dreamt to be or you could possibly be the boyfriend someone has been praying to have… Imagine being an answer to someone’s prayer.
Trying these steps below could make you someone’s miracle.
Listen to your friend very attentively without interruption.
Just let the conversation flow from your friend’s heart. It makes your friend feel important and raises his/her self-esteem too.
Pause for a while before replying him/her. Pausing helps you know if your friend is done talking or just had a break. It also allows you to understand more of what your friend means. Pausing is more like an opportunity to drink and digest your friend’s words. This makes your friend feel important as he/she would be eager to hear you talk.
Ask necessary questions to be sure. Do not assume that you already know what your friend meant by what they said. Instead ask questions like;
“How do you mean exactly?”
“I don’t get”
“How do you feel about that?”
“Then what did you do?”
Asking questions keeps you in charge of the situation.
Give your friend a feedback using your own words and at the same time be polite.
Now this is called the acid test of listening
Be very sincere to your friend. It develops trust.
Be very real to your friend. Your friend will know when you bare saying empty words; when your appreciation, approval, admiration or attention, is false. You know, when you are faking it.
If you don’t believe what you are saying, don’t expect others to believe you.
According to Albert Mehrabian of UCLA, a conversation contains three elements:
Body language-------55% of the message
Tone of voice--------38%
The words themselves---7%
So if you are faking it, your body language and tone will give you away no matter what you say.
ARE YOU A GOOD LISTENER? If no, then try these steps out, and you won’t regret trying,
GOOD LUCK

Monday, 9 March 2015

MISS LONELY

In vogue now is the endless pageantry's swimming in this our little ocean called EARTH;
The beauty, fashion, and face pageants. Most trending now is the academic pageants in campuses.
Amongst all of these pageants, as a 21st century lady, I have been most unfortunate to have being effortlessly crowned 'Miss Lonely'. A flawless victory!

Indeed, I am so lonely!
The more I try not to be, the more isolated I become.
My Friendship-Zone keeps expanding. Ironically, I appear obscure in the picture.
Apparently, the world is a beehive of activities, but it appears unusually empty and calm to me.
My family is always there for me but not always here with me.
Sometimes, I look for the ideal soul to share my pains with, but I find none.
The dauntless smiles, the pretty faces, the attentiveness and the smashing remarks... How genuine are they? 
Am I being too sensitive or could this be the product of my feelings of insecurity?
Are they friends or foes? Acquaintances or fr enemies?

And I will be damned!
The very ears I infiltrated are being dewaxed.
The curious eyes I gazed upon have turned queer and indifferent.
The same solid shoulders I leaned on have become miry
The solid convictions I use to get have all melted away...

I wonder, if this loneliness has turned to amnesia,
Because I cannot I identify myself anymore.
All friends I know have gradually become unknowns
I feel like am living all alone in this world
All by myself
Walking down an endless path
Trying to make my way home.

                                                      

Saturday, 7 March 2015

RISKS!!!

We all are born into the world of risks. The process of our existence was risky. Our delivery into this
planet was 'risk' personified. Many lives were sacrificed during the risks and some could not cope with the stench odour of the risks they perceived in their mother's womb, hence, hey left way too early; before, on, in, and even after time. R-I-S-K__ that is the generic name for 'earth'. Our manner of speech is a risk we take in order not to harm or hurt people. Our "to and fro" movements are all risks we take to make ends meet; for ourselves and the ones we love. Risk has taught us that everyone is important and that no one is too important; that is why we are always on edge to maintain a healthy relationship. But risk, remains obstinate and ever inevitable. That is the true nature of risk. Risk cautions us to be watchful of our environment; everyone we meet; everything that goes into our mouth and our way of life. Risk tells us that every safety gadget around us could become harmful tools to us. It tells us that the more we worry about it, the more it lurks around. It tells us that it has come to stay and that no matter what we do, it can never go away-just like a tattoo-. And that it could be alas, a good thing, if we accept its immortality and make good use of it, because it could sculpt us into better personalities, if only we allow it to. "Why worry too much about me?" Queries Risk. "Inventing and innovating equipment and tools to get rid of me?, making yourselves sick of fear instead of going about your daily businesses, and attending to other problems". "Snob me!" Yells Risk; "I guess you could be lucky enough to have me reciprocate!, because no matter what you do, I remain Omnipresent!" Risk brags.
    Don't forget to share the greatest risk you ever took..
                                                            

Friday, 6 March 2015

"HOW DO DREAMS COME TRUE?"

 I keep pondering. I want to be; a well-known writer; an activist; a philanthropist; a great artist and the likes, but how do we bring our dreams to reality? The sage says" a day begins a story" yeah! I know, I mean everybody knows that. How do we go about that story? Moreover, there are over 50 billion people on earth who must have envisaged fame only to be left to dim in the shackles of their
own dreams... Ironically, most famous people never dreamt of such popular oriels, but there they are! Am I alone in my thoughts of "how my dreams come true?" Or are there people like me too? I wonder! Mhm..., those they have made it already or those whom we assume are already there, will tell us to practise consistently, with patience and perseverance... For Christ sake! How many unrealised dreams are 6 feet today? And how many more will leave the surface of the earth without achieving fame with their God given talents, let alone actualising them. Al right, how many of those pep talks by the so-called youth/women motivators have made people famous or at least changed the world's garment? I have come to realise that fame is not for everyone. I mean imagine it if everyone on earth were to be popular? Our news lines won't have commercial breaks any more; soap operas would be endless; everyone becomes performers without spectators and audiences; our newspapers would be television box sized and very bulky and less appealing to read; numerous pop ups on the net to interrupt the ever endless streaming celebrity hot hosts from being read by interested viewers... Imagine a world where everyone's dream come true. I imagine it, and I have arrived at a general conclusion that there would be anarchy! Even God himself would be bored because there would be no more status less people to pray to him ceaselessly, day and night ‪#‎truetalk# I bet there is absolutely no one who does not desire status. I imagine fame becoming too monotonous that it becomes faceless. This amounts to the reality that only a handful out of ten thousand are born to be famous and this is not by birth, chance or connections, but by GRACE!!!

THE CHALLENGE...

Don't get sad when taunted, jeered at or capped; there are some truths in them. Do not cry when the truth stares at you in an undignified manner; it is a challenge you must take. When you neglect it, you have become a coward. The truth is bitter and a better way to shut the mouths of such bullies is to prove them wrong, by taking the challenge and turning your situation around. You are born to survive in this world of plenty, where only fame can make people know you exist. Always remember that there are a lot of people in your shoes, passing through similar challenges in this same world. You do not have to cry. You do not have to kill yourself or even give up. All you have to do is to scurry out those long abandoned dusty shoes and give them a good shine. Get ready to take that long journey, because a step and a day begins a story. A challenge is more like an opportunity to take a sweet revenge by shutting the mouths of those bullies.
                                                     

A MOTHER'S HEART.

 Who in the world could forgive you completely apart from our maker? I am utterly dumb struck as I eavesdrop in our neighbours' little cliché. God has carefully made a woman out of the most delicate organ of a man. Little wonder, all Jezebels have their soft spots. At least one weak point. Willing to go through the solid nine months of funny body changes, a woman takes it upon herself to become a mother; to bring into the world, a fate less child. A child whose fate lies on the mother's nurture, as the world sees it. I have whole lots of things to say about a mother's heart alone that even 357 pages of a thick cover note cannot contain. Mothers' hearts are fragile, yet strong! They break down easily and recuperates as fast. No matter how bad a child has gone; no matter how difficult a father takes it; a mother still reaches out for her child...
                                        

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