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I think when God created the souls of those who are now called Nigerians, he put us in an area with dusts, but it was not just any kind of dust, it was fairy dust, the type that makes one giggle, that hypnotizes, that drives one to a higher calling and makes us feel entitled. Entitled to the best things in Life; comfort, money, liquor, women, men, more women, communal living, good food, great music, and the ability to make mockery of another person’s circumstance even if you are also in it and there is nothing to be done about it. We are the ones who will stretch our legs on empty rows of seat on an airplane, because we choose comfort over sophistication. The ones who will sit wherever we want on a plane even when our boarding pass says otherwise and still argue with the air hostess trying to correct us. We are the ones who will expect free Wi-Fi on an airplane and also say that the airline could have told us to come with fans because the aircraft is hot, and the plane is old. We...

Richard Cory by   Edwin Arlington Robinson Whenever Richard Cory went downtown, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.   And he was rich — yes, richer than a king — And admirably schooled in every grace: In fine, we thought that he was everything To make us wish that we were in his place.   So on we worked, and waited for the light, And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head.   P.S- Remember this, rock bottom is a perfect place for rebuilding -Titliope Sonuga  

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In the grand scheme of things, you are not important so live your best life- whatever that means to you; In the grand scheme of things, you are very important so live your best life- whatever that means to you.   In the grand scheme of things, you are not important so stop expecting so much from others; In the grand scheme of things, you are extremely important so expect the good, bad and ugly from others.   In the grand scheme of things you are not important so keep your expectations very low; In the grand scheme of things, you are super important so keep your expectations very high.   In the grand scheme of things you are not important so stop making life all about you; In the grand scheme of things you are too important so make everything about you.   In the grand scheme of things you are not important so endeavour to care for others; In the grand scheme of things you are the only who’s important so endeavour to care for yourself. ...

“I think I need therapy” is a statement I have made more than once in the past couple of weeks. After witnessing a traumatic scene and having constant PTSD, I started to have a different but positive outlook on therapy and the importance of mental health. The day was great. Perfect weather. Perfect stream of events and a great way of wrapping it up was to see a friend off in her taxi. We had not gone so far off when we noticed cars slowing down. We were wondering what the fuss was about when our driver pointed to the roadside and said “that old man who was walking now just slumped”. As we drove past slowly and silently, we saw cars parked beside the elderly man who was now lying flat and almost lifeless by the roadside. My heart skipped many beats. I was worried, scared, confused and started to experience PTSD all over again. I prayed silently and wished him well. On my way back home, I passed by the scene and this time it looked like he had given up. I continued my journey with a lo...

  Today I took the bus, yes the yellow buses with black lines in Lagos. I do that sometimes when my destination is close and I need real air. Soon after I alighted, I saw my young friend “Aunty long time” she said. My young friend who sold bananas and groundnut by the roadside. Our acquaintance began when my weight gain journey began. I made it a tradition to drink a banana shake every morning with peanut butter. I added a little weight and gained an amazing skin. I stopped that journey a long time ago when I lost my smoothie bottle. I still don’t have my weight gain goal but my skin grew better (this is not medical advice). I didn’t want bananas, but I gave her money. She was happy and grateful. I had gone past her when I remembered that I should have taken a picture of her and her goods, saving memories and sharing memories.   I jumped on a bike shortly after because it looked like it was going to rain. As we made our way past the street, I saw an elderly man with his B...

  I will make this very brief for you my dear reader. Hopefully you’re not Gen Z. My sugar baby rang me about 48 hours ago and the first sentence she said to me was “How are you? Are you alive?” Of course, the child of God instinct in me kicked against this statement wondering if this was the plot of the enemy. I am alive in Jesus’ name. I quickly replied and said “can’t you hear my voice?” and immediately she chuckled, grunted and started explaining how she meant no harm and how “are you alive?” simply meant are you bubbly? are you happy? are you good? I told her I don’t understand their generation’s choice of words. I mean, I get “that is so fire” “hbu” “no cap” and the likes. But for Heaven’s sake what is “Are you alive?”, sorry the millennial in me cannot relate. It then occurred to me that the Z generation is probably the most attacked because of their shrewdness and restlessness which has actually helped a lot of them become pioneers in their various fields. Their attention t...