life

dear karis..

I don’t know where to start..

At the risk of sounding like I am against national unity..
My views completely lie with the division of this country..
If I should be sued for thinking so,maybe that action will resurrect all the martyrs who have gone for the sake of this purported unified Nigeria.
What’s wrong with giving the Muslim north(as international news organisations describe it) their freedom?
What gain do we have by sticking together?
Incompatible blood types
Monochorionic twins
One sucking the other of life giving blood..
Why don’t they stay on their arid divide and kill each other..annihilate their kind until they are nothing but numbers?
Thanks to the womanly wiles of Florence lugard..we find ourselves as sparring brothers forced to live alone.
Someday the end will come..
Someday this country will be split
They cannot continue to live off us..
Sucking our gold for their impoverished selves living off the fat of the south and killing our babies in the cradle..
We cannot do anything..
Our hands are tied
The persons with whom the fate of this nation lies in these perilous times..have chosen that it is not appropriate to give us a clear cut picture of where we stand with home grown terrorism.
The aim of terror having been achieved..sad enough to say..
We all live in fear and death that seemed so far away..now sleeps next door and wines on sumptuous meats and vegetables off our tables.
Why should we suffer in silence?
Are these the things that preceded the cold war?
Then perhaps we build a wall between each other..
Every man to his own.
They can then contend with their kith and kin to the end of education and westernisation
the north is a tumour eating into the fabric of this country..
That is my simple take..
We need to let them go..
This is dicey but remember countries exist without all we have..
They make do and live far better than Nigerians .
It is about time we started looking for definitive solutions..

She was my brothers friend
she left her brother on the morning of the 26th of August saying her last goodbye
Slowly walking towards her death..
Not an inkling perhaps that the end was near.
From the American embassy
A brief visit to the neighbours at the UN house
Her young promising life ended..
Just like that..
She never went to meet her brother at home..
She was chatting with mine some two hours before her death.
He says “I am still looking at our chats,we were laughing”
I never met her..never knew her save for frequent appearances as my brothers display picture on blackberry..
She was born in the US,of Nigerian descent from rivers state..
Schooled at ABTI
And started work at the US embassy..
I feel so sad for her parents
I cannot imagine how they feel
To find that whatever the moments they had were the last ever..
How do they come down to bury their child?
Or have her body flown to them?
I am overwhelmed with sadness
And tears run down my cheeks at the sheer wickedness of the dastardly act of bombing
questions asked without answers disturb my sleep every night since this incident..
Sometimes death is figures to you..until it hits home
This was another good Christian girl..
Gone to meet the Lord.
I couldn’t believe it
When you die you don’t wake up ever.
You don’t smile
You don’t get to say goodbyes
No hugs
No laughter
You become a cold cold lifeless object.
I said to myself she’s been injured maybe.
She will turn up..
My brother said her brother has confirmed it.
The first thing he had told me was bomb again..
Bokoharam again.
He didn’t know his friend was gone..
Dear karis,
The tears we shed without ever knowing you..
Have not gone in vain.
Your death will not pass by unnoticed
You died at the hands of selfish and wicked men.
I believe you are in heaven and you have forgiven them.
May God help us forgive your killers and pour his justice on them.
May God keep you loved and alive in the hearts of those whose lives crossed yours in your brief sojourn on earth.
Your family,the grace to bear this pain and be consoled in these trying times..
Your parents,the perfect memories of having you will help them overcome their grief.
Your mother the holy spirit soothe her painful cries.
May your gentle soul rest in perfect peace.

dear karis rest in peace.

dear karis rest in peace.(1985-2011)

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soft'sweet and vanilla scented.

You don’t know how it feels to hear someone tell you things about yourself
Positive beautiful things..
Well..that’s how the world goes round
You don’t say it..
You don’t get to hear yours
I would never have believed I’m a nice girl
Its not one of those things I say..
Like when you say
Aww..I’m so fabulous
Nah..I didn’t grow up praising myself
I grew up working hard..
Working hard to get what I wanted
Achieve my goals
Make giant steps
And have gotten to where I am
With Gods grace
So hearing that I’m soft and nice
And sweet*
Gosh..
If you are the one who said that to me..
You can never be forgotten
Somehow everyone remembers the hard parts of me
The part that pushes
The part that wants to get the job done fast and without mistakes
No one gets to remember how I go out of my way for them.
If you get to hear negative things about yourself all the time
You start to believe them
Here are two lessons
Somehow in life
People will want to take and never give.
You have to surround yourself with people that remember to appreciate you and promote the good things about you..
Put away friends who only criticise you..and never encourage
Because at the end of the day the same sex friends will be the one who warp your self image
Not so much of the opposite sex.
I think I do try my best when I can to remind my friends of how nice they are..
We should all strive to do that..
Human beings survive by reaffirmation.

life

THE SECOND COMING

The second coming
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

       
    Turning and turning in the widening gyre
    The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
    Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
    Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
    The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and. everywhere
    The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
    The best lack all conviction, while the worst
    Are full of passionate intensity.

    Surely some revelation is at hand;
    Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
    The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
    When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
    Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
    A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
    A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
    Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
    Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.

    The darkness drops again but now I know
    That twenty centuries of stony sleep
    Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
    And what rough beast, its hour come round. at last,
    Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born

life, trends

unprotected sex..

Guilty As charged…
Or as innocent as a lamb.
Did whizkid really get a girl knocked up?
Has he stuck to his denial?
Well,the entire episode of which I am not the best of informed persons brings to mind the fact that he actually went skinny dipping in a pool..
A very patent pool..
Hmm..doubt if he would have thought she had some infection that had rendered her infertile.
But seriously though..
I know the last thing on anyone’s mind when there is orgasmic potential staring at you is that the act is the same exact way babies are made..
A female Having an orgasm actually propels the sperm forward and contracts the uterus helping them wrigglies swim up to meet the lucky egg…
Hmmmm…..the sex was good right?
She came .x_x
Which guy actually thinks of the fact that he is about to make a baby..not get some action.
In this age and time where unmarried people brazenly discuss sex and allied matters like it was perfectly normal to be trying for babies outside a family structure.
(my opinion is that sex should be within the confines of marriage)
If making sex wasn’t fun and associated with the release of all those endorphins and mini highs..how many people would still indulge?
It would be a chore..u did it..baby popped..boom!
The issue here is not that..
I am worried
And this is the source of my worry.
If you could get a girl pregnant or even have sex with her in such a manner as to warrant a claim of pregnancy..then you never considered HIV?
Syphilis?hepatitisB and C?HPV?
these are all diseases with potentially fatal and known fatal outcomes..
All could be transferred in the space of precum to orgasm and back..
Touching and meeting of genitals and body fluid shared within the intercourse.
So does this mean that wizkid was in a relationship with the girl and so they both knew the other was clean?
Probably had some health check before tanning and pool dipping?
Or they just assumed as most people do that because so and so is clean and fine..
They can’t possibly be infected with any diseases?
Well…this is an age long issue..
My dad has always expressed worry about it when young girls come fretting about the possibility of an unwanted pregnancy and without the slightest worry of the fact that the sperm which brought about the pregnancy could also have carried some viruses along with the package..
When are our youth going to ever sit up and realise that when HIV hits…or hepatitis it will be too late to be sorry..
It will be the start of a checked life..
When will they realise that if they must have sex they should use condoms at all times?
Well…I hope someone makes a decision today about it..
The least you can do is help yourself
Since we live in a selfish world’let’s face our personal problems
Ladies please don’t ever think its shameful to have your own condoms..
Don’t leave your life to probability and think if the guy doesn’t have one..then you shouldn’t use one..
You have a right to have protected intercourse
Learn to like it like that with condoms if you have to do it.
Skinny dipping currently has no advantages.
Guys, regardless of how hot a chic she is..you won’t be losing your guy man ways by using a condom.
If she insists on not using one…you have to take a stand and not have a swim.
Period.
Everyone should wise up.
All these tales of getting someone pregnant should be left in the immediate post independence era.

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(on repeat)Whitney houston you are loved

I guess blogs are about sharing the things that make us happy…cry…sad..
Basically I take blogging to mean somehow you can relate with others
Because someway or the other
We all end up having the same experiences
This is a song I’ve known for several long years
It still brings tears to my eyes
Today I remembered it because of someone
And have decided to share with anyone who stops by this blog..
Its from the album
THE preachers wife OST.

We all wanna make a place in this world
We all want our voices to be heard
Every one wants a chance to be someone
We all have dreams we need to dream
Sweeter than any star you can reach
Cuz when you reach and find, you’ve found someone
You’ll hold this world’s most priceless thing
The greatest gift this life can bring
Is when you look back and know
You were loved

You were loved by someone
Touched by someone
Held by someone
Meant something to someone
Loved somebody
Touched somebody’s heart
Along the way
You can look back and say
You were loved

You can have diamonds in your hands
Have all the riches in the land
But, without love,
You don’t really have a thing, no no
When somebody cares that you’re alive
When somebody trusts you with their life
That’s when you’ll know (huh)
That you have all you need
You’ll hold this world’s most priceless gift
The finest treasure that there is
You can look back and know
You were loved

You were loved by someone
Touched by someone
Held by someone
Meant something to someone
Loved somebody
Touched somebody’s heart
Along the way
You can look back and say
Yes, You were loved

So many roads that you can take
Whatever way you go
Don’t take that road alone
It’s better you should know

You were loved by someone
Touched by someone
Held by someone
Meant something to someone
Loved somebody
Touched somebody’s heart
Along the way
You can look back and say
You did okay
You were loved

So remember to tell that special one
You were loved
You were loved
You were loved
You were loved

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on repeat(MLTR)love will never lie


Nothing can stop emotions

That run down the sides of your face

Wish I could change this moment to

Another time and place

Nothing you say can move me

I’ve chosen the road that I’m on

I have to join the fight for freedom

Until the war is won

We will keep the faith between us

If we only try

We will keep the truth inside us

Love will never lie

Someone will always hear you

Care about you when you cry

But no one can hear my heart is breaking

As I say goodbye

We will keep the faith between us

If we only try

We will keep the truth inside us

Love will never lie


It keeps playing in my head..
Playing in my head
Playing in my head.

life

i will smile soon

The light tread of an angel
the soft rustle of leaves blown in summers evening sun..
The miracle of an opening flower
That sprouts from a little seed
The soft soothing words
The hugs I feel as real as life
The love of a brother
The caring of a mother
The love of a sister..
The dew on fresh green leaves..
Just like the decades project
A new decade
A fresh end
A new beginning
As the blood spilt on the floor
The alarm in your voice
The drips of concern..
Life is not lost
Hope is not gone..
Here it will all begin again
Cardiac remodelling
Stunts across stenoses
A normal ECG
thank you for holding my hand.
My brother,my friend
I will smile soon.

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friendship

Friendship
A friend makes fish pepper soup for me when I’m sick
A friend walks long distances just to be with me and do something that really doesn’t make much sense
A friend holds my hand when I’m shaking with a fever and tells me everything will be alright
A friend watches me through all of my sickness praying silently for me
A friend looks at me with concern in her eyes.
A friend shares all the lovely times with me
I will always have fond memories of meeting you in nysc camp..
And the lovely year we spent together.
Shopping in garki market
Going to church together
Hanging out at yours
Watching big brother
New years breakfast
Talking over the doctors room partitions in DHQ medical centre
Drinking tea in the mornings at work
No a page won’t contain a the memories..
All the sacrifices you made for me
All the ways you cared..
I hold them dear…
love you now and always
Wish you the best in life.

fashion, trends

peter and Wendy

kemkem studio..peter pan collar shirt and aso oke skirt.this outfit is a complete style statement

kemkem studio..peter pan collar shirt and aso oke skirt.this outfit is a complete style statement

Surely you remember those two…
Well,say hello to good friends once again as peter lends us a bit of his clothing from the fall collections…the designers decided to bring him back.
I’m loving the way peter pan collars make for an extra girly look and then manage to look semiformal on it all..
Here we go…

fall collection collage..LV.GV...DKNY.

fall collection collage..LV.GV…DKNY.

our ever stylish Alexa chung..strikes the perfect pose in collars and print.

our ever stylish Alexa chung..strikes the perfect pose in collars and print.

this is so grown up..and cute..note the detailing on the collars..(pixie lott)

this is so grown up..and cute..note the detailing on the collars..(pixie lott)

primark dress ...monochrome contrasts make this an adult take on the girly

primark dress …monochrome contrasts make this an adult take on the girly

school girl look gets a satin upgrade

school girl look gets a satin upgrade

this is my dress to wear for the year...kemkem studio..peter pan collar dress..

this is my dress to wear for the year…kemkem studio..peter pan collar dress..