It is often said that life is not a bed of roses when trying to say life is not about luxuries alone but I also learnt that on every stem of rose there is a thorn. So, a bed of roses will definitely have thorns except if the bed of roses is man-made. My interpretation… Continue reading Life is a Bed of Roses
Exceptions
There are just some things/people I've decided are exceptions for/to me. E.g 1. I'm not a fan of rap music by any means but I'm a fan of Falz who is a rap artiste. Maybe his Bra Taju character drew me in or his skill that enables him to switch between the local man and… Continue reading Exceptions
Seating Arrangements (edit)
A few weeks ago, I got the idea to add my own input to a story written by one of the best fictional writers that I know. I felt like the story was 'it' and thought I would not be able to add anything but there's always space for a little humour. So, here's my… Continue reading Seating Arrangements (edit)
It Irks Me 2
By now, I thought I will be used to some things but I just find out that, no matter how many times I see/ experience them, I could never get used to them. E.g Me: (I greet an elderly person) Response: O o, ìyá mi (o o, my mother) - a Yorùbá way of showing… Continue reading It Irks Me 2
Picture Hoarder
Yes, I'm a picture hoarder or how else do you explain the fact that I still have pictures from my first phone. This habit of mine even has a motto - iSee. iLike. iTiff - meaning that if I see a picture (of anything or anyone) that I like, I will likely copy it with… Continue reading Picture Hoarder
25, Solomade Palace Street
I grew up in No. 25, Solomade Palace Street, Ikorodu, Lagos. That house was not only big, it had many tenants, it was a typical face-me-I-face-you house, so the drama there was endless. It was multi-cultural, multi-lingual, multi-religious, infact, think of anything, you had it plenty. In that house, apart from my mother's training, there… Continue reading 25, Solomade Palace Street
Not Cold
A few weeks ago, as part of the requirements for graduation in a class in church, we were all to go on an outreach to a given orphanage. My group was told to go to Hearts of Gold Children Hospice, Surulere (that orphanage dedicated to solely disabled children). Like it's not bad enough that the… Continue reading Not Cold
Madam
No matter the circumstance, do not call me madam! I used to work in a place that calling someone madam was a way of shutting them up or calling them stupid, it was usually said in a condescending manner. I was at the bottom of the rung in that place, so, the few times I… Continue reading Madam
Respect versus Fear
Yorùbás have a saying "ìdòbálè ò 'n sè'wà - prostrating (a way of respectfully greeting an elder) is not a sign of good behaviour. You can fear someone a lot and not have an iota of respect for that person. In the same vein, it's very possible to respect someone and not fear that person.… Continue reading Respect versus Fear
Favourite Foods
I'm not a food person, infact, the only reason I eat is because I have to. I remember one edition of GTBank Food Fest that I went to, where my friends and so many other Nigerians were excited to be surrounded by so much food, I was just there because I saw it as a… Continue reading Favourite Foods