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I wish I could see Santa so I could tell him that I would like to spend Christmas in Lagos. I’ve heard about the beautiful decorations and bright lights — and most importantly, the fireworks. Debby told me that her cousin, who visited Kebbi from Lagos, said the fireworks are bright and beautiful in the sky. I would really like to see them. That’s all I want for Christmas. I hear Lagos is not far; it is only twelve hours by road. I don’t even care where I will sleep or what I will eat. I just want to see the decorations and lights. I should be sleeping. I can’t wait for Creative Arts class in second period. First period is Mathematics. I don’t like maths; I like Creative Arts. Maybe when I go to Lagos, I will be able to write about my experience for all the children in my hometown. I wonder if people in my hometown have ever gone to Lagos. Maybe someday I will be a popular actress and travel to Lagos — and to other parts of the world. My mother says I’m too young to have those kinds of ...
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What it actually means to Grow Up.

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I’ve heard the word “Grow Up” spoken around me all my life and until 48hours ago, I didn’t know what it truly meant. I assumed it meant “don’t sulk” “act your age” or maybe “get rid of things that don’t serve you”. I have now personally learned that growing up means so much more. It means acknowledging your limitations and having the courage to admit them. To learn lessons and constantly evolve. To make the best use of time-doing the things you love and the things you don’t quite love that needs to be done. It means to not say yes when you mean to say no and to say no even after you have said yes. To grow up means to recognise what counts and what doesn’t.  To control what you can and let go of what you can't control. To choose kindness always in your interactions with every human starting with yourself. To accept burning truths and use the fire to light new paths. To give yourself the grace to continue tomorrow what you didn’t finish today. As Zinoleesky said in his song “...
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You Are Being Lied To.

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  I live by a farm. Yes — odd. Sometimes, when I'm working from home and in meetings, my meeting participants hear chickens clucking (please don’t tell my employers, lol). In a still moment on a cool afternoon, the birds chirp away, and I hear my estate cat meow. I named her Catrina. We avoid each other as much as possible. Eckhart Tolle often speaks about being still and present in the now. An illustration of this is when you're doing the dishes — instead of thinking about that bill you need to pay or the activities you have lined up, you rid yourself of everything but the present. You focus on what you're doing and just do it. It can be hard, but it is highly beneficial. I said to a friend a couple of days ago that it is the lie of human to make us think we need a few more things to finally be happy . The truth is, you are not where you were yesterday , and certainly, you will not be where you currently are tomorrow . The magic happens in the now — when you sip that very ...
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Back to Basics

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  The simple things are becoming not so simple. For someone fascinated by STEM, I have not been able to get past a page of physics textbooks. Not a chapter, just a page. As with a lot of other things, that is seemingly becoming a challenge, including the things that I naturally love to do. For instance, I had the draft of this article a while ago but abandoned it because something else mattered –i.e. scrolling mindlessly on my phone. Also, Sundays were meant to be my reading days, but I really just want to watch Shank Comics on YouTube. A perfect work-free day is now defined as one where I get to curl up in bed all day to either watch TikTok or see a movie, and if possible, have all my meals in bed and that doesn’t seem right. A perfect work-free day should be rising up with the sun, going for a walk, a jog, running, or just soaking in nature, followed by a refreshing shower, healthy breakfast, light chores, reading, learning a recipe, or playing a musical instrument, having a ...
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I got “Old”. I suppose that’s a good thing.

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A few years ago, my mother would look at me in disbelief as I ate voraciously like a cocoon at late hours of the night.   She would and still say things like “you shouldn’t eat that heavy before bed” and go on to list a million reasons why. It didn’t make sense to me then. As a matter of fact, I needed the heavy meals to throw me into deep night sleep and like clockwork 10minutes after eating I will fall asleep waking up maybe once or twice during sleep for number 1. Good times, I guess. A few weeks ago, I started to notice something different. After “inhaling” my heavy meals and hitting the bed, I will start to feel a funny sensation of my food wanting to go back to my throat-a form of self-regurgitation. I didn’t think too much of it until I started to observe that the nights when this happened were nights when I went to bed just right after I ate. I do not know what to make of this. I wonder if my metabolism slowed down. I wonder if I got old. Did I get old? I hope that’s a good...
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Who Turned Off the Lights?

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I heard lately it's been about who said what and what who said. Other people’s lives and choices have become our primary occupation as we analyse, dissect and even make up the stories as if they happened right before our eyes. Dear Nigerian Youths, who blindfolded us and turned off the lights? This is a call to action. A call to realise that the hourglass never stopped. It is time to leave that room; enough of judge and jury. It is time to build nations, invent, innovate, break grounds and groundbreaker in humanity, politics, science, fashion and art. We are in the era of slavery that is not by chains and shackles but by data bundles. Set yourself free before you are long lost and forgotten. We are the masters of our fate, the captains of our souls.   P.s: men invented cars including lambos. Spread the word.
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Funke and the Ruby Grapefruit

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It was one of those typical Sundays as a Nigerian living in Nigeria. If you are Christian, you will typically have gone to church and attended a church service for at least two hours. Depending on your age bracket and your family’s style, you either stop by at the market to buy food items and head home to clean and cook or you stop by at a local restaurant to have lunch. From statistics, the former was usually the case as a teenager. If you have become an adult fending for yourself, then you probably think Sunday lunch should either be made at home except you are invited over to a friend’s or relative for free food or have plans to eat out and never to be ordered. Let us assume you are a working adult, privileged enough to own your own space and have the food items in your fridge to make that Sunday rice that you can eat over and over again. The weather is hot but you are grateful for electricity, cold water in your fridge and the opportunity to “balance” with that rice, turkey and a v...
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