You ever get ticked off? Or really pissed off? Or whatever phrase you want to use? It’s like one minute you look really sane and calm and the next minute, you go off like a land mine, exploding with reckless abandon. In that moment, your sanity doesn’t matter, it doesn’t feel like something worth holding on to. It basically feels like a huge weight holding you back from expressing your primal urges. Because that’s what anger is, an expression of our primal and animal instincts. Your emotions have been kept bottled up for so long and suddenly, the container is no longer big enough to hold it so it blows. It’s usually a series of events piling up like tinder and flammables, setting up for a major conflagration. It takes just a spark to ignite it. It might be a word or action or even a gesture; just something which ignites that spark of insanity and threatens to burn the entire house to the ground. Continue reading
So you stand in front of people and you’re tongue-tied
Giant beads of sweat break out on your forehead
Run down your face down to chin and drip on your shoes
You lose all form of coordination in various parts of your body
I really do not know why I’m doing this, writing down words to you. You know how hard it is for me to try to express my emotions in words. Maybe it’s the flawed logic I have that it makes me seem effeminate or the fact that I’m not really good in putting down my true feelings in words because there is a clash of numerous emotions deep inside me and trying to express them would lead to large incoherence. Whatever the reason, I have neglected sharing the words of my emotions with you, choosing to use only my actions to tell you how I truly feel. And where those actions seem to fail, I have expected you to trust in the fact that I deeply love you. Unfortunately, it has been to my detriment that we’re at this stage where it seems like I might lose you even though I still love you. I wish to say I’m wrong and truly sorry. Continue reading
Social media can be, scratch that, is a powerful tool. It is constantly shaping the world we live in every day. The world is now a system of global communication and social media is leading the charge of the new world order. The internet is a place for information. Nothing seems to be hidden under the sun these days. Everything is laid bare for all to see with the push of a few buttons.
In shaping the world, users of these platforms have developed a pseudo world, different from the one we live. A world of perfection. A world where all ideals are accepted and if you oppose any of them, there are vicious and savage wolves ready to tear down your image and give you a piece of their mind. This is the age of being politically correct, where everything you say, can and will be used against you. You have to go with the flow and accept the ideals of the internet society or face their wrath. If you take a stand in an opinion which is contrary to society’s appeals, you are branded an outlaw and society will not hesitate to drag you in the mud and point out all your flaws.
I want a girlfriend
A girl to talk to and freely express my feelings with
A damsel whom I can laugh at and laugh with
A maiden with whom it feels right to express my numerous fears
A lady to share my pain with A female who makes me feel proud
A woman to love and cherish
Relationships can be fun to talk about but let’s digress and focus a bit on the Nigerian economy. Now I am no economy expert and tend to stay off this economy palaver talk because, to tell you the truth, I’m currently earning zilch. I believe if you are not making money or paying tax, you have no right to complain about the state of the Nigerian economy. But there’s only so much a citizen can take before he starts wailing about the failed Nigerian system. The present Nigerian economy is the result of a failed system running for years. It is like the Titanic just when it hit the iceberg and with no form of a solution, present or future, most Nigerians, with the means, are making the only viable move left: Abandon ship!
With all the brouhaha going on social media about the relationship and marriage world, it felt imperative that I chip in my little bit about it all. Now I am no expert in any of these and I’m probably, in fact, the wrong person to talk about these, seeing as I’m not involved in any one of them but from the numerous tales and learned observations, it is quite difficult not to draw conclusions about how these things work. The main question is: Why are you going into this relationship? If you can answer that question with all sincerity and with the best of intentions, there’s no way any problem can throw you off guard when you eventually get into it.
In the heat of the Lagos traffic, I sat uncomfortably, wedged at the end of a rickety, multi-coloured ‘yellow’ bus on my way home from a somewhat fruitful journey. The sun was shining brightly through the window beside me and I had to retreat, albeit more uncomfortably, into the shade of the bus. In this highly inconveniencing state, I could not possibly continue reading the book which had been my companion on my way going. Earlier, in the morning, I devoured the contents of the book with vigor and was determined to continue on my way back but alas, my current predicament made it highly unlikely.